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An: I have no idea where this will end up going. I actually was supposed to be working on my other FatF fic- Forget me not, and I put on Fast Five to get me in the mood to write, and this happened. . . I regret nothing.

So please, enjoy, review.

Chapter 1: Trust me

I couldn't help the chuckle that escaped as I found myself hopping into the dark, white stripped GT40 seated before me, before any of the men could even voice their discontent and even as they did, I paid no mind as I swiftly tied my ebony tresses into a small ponytail at the base of my neck, grimacing at the light sheen of sweat found there.

I vaguely heard as Mia spoke, using her charm to quiet the suddenly antsy men, but I ignored them as I watched Mia slink towards the passenger door, and slink into the low seat, her eyes locked on the suddenly contemplative muscled man as he made his way over toward her, in large steps. My fingers clutching the steering wheel as I watched the one known as Dominic Toretto leaned over, and whispered ( If it could even be called that) into the dark haired woman's ear, his muscled arm taut, and rippling beneath his sun-kissed flesh as he clutched the cars door. I noticed through my peripheral as she nodded, her dark hair stirring at the slight movement, her eyes turning to mine in the rear view mirror, a look in them that told me everything.

A tingle made its way through me as I nodded inconspicuously at her, acting as I were vainly checking my appearance in the mirror as I popped my lightly glossed Russian red painted lips. Stealing a glance, I blew a kiss in Dom's direction as he stepped back, taking an authoritative place beside the blonde, forever smirking man that had found and claimed a piece of the Brunette's heart beside me. In response, his dark eyes narrowed, and I couldn't help but notice the slight scoff that he attempted to suppress as he folded his arms across his large and muscled chest.

I couldn't help the smirk that made its way upon my face as I straightened in my seat, jolting only when the car was pulled from the train onto the wheeled chart by the cables, my eyes snapped from Doms form, focus instantly filling me as if I were a glass beneath a pouring water spout. I suppressed a chuckle as a stuttered gasp escaped the woman beside me as she braced herself, her dark eyes never leaving mine as I blew playful kiss towards the smirking Brian, all the while counting the seconds until they released the cables. I drew in a breath, flexing my fingers which found themselves tightly wound against the steering wheel, and slowed my eyes to close for a split second as I slowly exhaled to steel my jittering nerves.

Three. I heard Mia suck in a breath beside me, her fingers gripping the seatbelt across her chest tightly.

Two. It was my turn to suck in yet another breath between my clenched teeth, again I flexing my fingers before gripping the steering wheel tightly, silently awaiting the moment with a excitedly pounding heart.

One.

As the cables snapped free, my eyes sprung open and immediately narrowed in focus, and a mischievous smirk sprung like a water leak in a pipe onto my face.

Here we go

Without a second thought, I started the ignition, and the beauty came purring to life, humming deliciously under our bottoms as the stage of the wheeled cart began to lower.

I let out a giggling howl as I threw the car into gear as swiftly as I could manage, sparing only a single glance at the panicked Mia as I threw the car into reverse in one fluid movement, never once taking my eyes from her as we hit the ground with a heavy and loud rumble, the wheels catching the gravel, which rocked the car and caused from me to gain swift control before we spun out and hit the train beside us.

"Rue" She yelped out, her expression a terrified one as she clung to the seat belt at her side, her small form rigid, her skin slightly ashen with fear as she stared ahead, out the windshield with wide dark eyes, her lips opened in a slight 'o'.

"Relax, Doll face" I chuckled, throwing a wink her way, ignoring as the Dark haired beauty threw a glare as I swiftly spun the car around, being mindful of the gravel and the dry terrain, resulting in a dust flying, yet swift and elegant swoop before taking off in the opposite direction, kicking rocks behind us as I racked up speed. The engine purring noisily as we escaped, the train growing smaller and smaller with each passing second.

Mia sucked in yet another breath, her dark eyes sneaking a glance in the side mirror, worry snaking its way into her expression as she drew her bottom lip anxiously between her teeth. I could practically see the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end, and I heard her breaths come out in shorter and shallower pants.

"Hey, Mia" I rested my hand atop hers on the seatbelt, and felt her give a jolt at the contact, but I didn't acknowledge the fact, as she spared a glance in my direction. "They'll be fine" I reassured her, closing my hand around hers in a reassuring type of gesture, and beneath my palm, I felt her muscles lose some the tension as she drew in a shaky breath. Her body loosening up as she let out a slow exhale, a shaky smile finding its way upon her thin pink lips, in a silent thanks as her eyes instead fell onto the dirt and desert landscape outside as I drove on without another word.

OoOoO

We arrived back into town in record time, hitting the streets as if nothing had taken place, as if we meant to be there I slowed my pace when we hit the broken pavement, my eyes sharp ready to jet at the slightest hint of trouble. Yet luckily everything went smooth as we cruised our way back to the garage, and slinked in. I killed the engine; a smile painted on my face as Vince's muscled form causally strolled into the garage, and closed and locked the garage door with a soft clink, the expression on his worn, yet handsome face, one of confusion as he took in the GT40 we had just rolled up in.

As he got closer, and his eyes skimmed the car, along with his palm, his jaw clenched, his eyes jetting towards me as if in accusation. I simply threw my hands up in mock surrender, my smile falling as I existed the vehicle, righting myself swiftly, smoothing out my tank top, and yanking my tie from my straight tresses and shaking it out. All the while my eyes cautiously never leaving him as he stalked forward, I drew in a swift breath, mentally steeling myself as he sprung forward, taking a fistful of my tank top in his large hand, and shoved me back against a cement pillar roughly. A gasp escaped me, as the air was stolen from my lungs with the force, as I glared down at me, my converse clad feet dangling slightly off of the ground as his clear blue eyes stared intently into my grey, as if daring me to go against him. I bit the inside of my cheek, stay quiet as I attempted to regain my breath, as he gazed from one of my eyes to the next, as if searching for any indication of my wrong doing.

"Vince"

He took his eyes from me, turning instead to gaze at Mia, as she stepped forward, placing her small hand atop his bulging biceps. Her chocolate eyes clear, as she addressed him, letting him know what I had not heard Dom tell her only moments before taking off. As she spoke, slowly his grip lessened, and lowered, until my feet were once again seated firmly on the ground. And as much as I wanted to yank from him, I willed myself still, waiting until his eyes once again found mine, the accusation gone from them as he slowly released my shirt from his grasp.

I continued to stare, the malice in my gaze having not lost an ounce of fire as he took a step back, giving me room, his arms bent at the elbow in an apologetic gesture as he opened his mouth to apologize, his blue eye sincere.

Not even bothering to listen, I tore past him, not caring in the least for his apology as I made my way from the garage, ignoring Mia's voice as she called after me. I ignored Rosa who sat against the kitchen counter, holding baby Vinny in her slender arms as I maneuvered angrily through the house.

I needed a damn shower.