If you wanna know who Alia is, check Donuts&Walkers. This story is completely unrelated to D&W but I love Scud and Alia together, so they are not meeting another fav of mine: Han. R&R, pretty please with cherries on top!
Alia saw the other car hit the RX-7 before it actually happened "Stand by" she said into her walkie, not taking her eyes of what was about to happen. She saw Han behind the wheel. Shit. "Let's hope he's gonna make it. That's some speed right there" Scud said from the van, watching the feed from her binoculars, sound slightly muffled "You eating donuts again?" "Wouldn't do that, buttercup" "Alia" another voice said and they stopped the chatter. The RX-7 got hit and Alia held her breath. "Go" Scud said. All she now could do was watch and wait. Her friends would get Han out from under the peoples eyes. Of course no one could ever know about who those friends where cos nobody would believe it. But it had been the best way to help Dom. When he had called Alia for her help, she and Scud collected favors from the other side to have at least one suckhead around all the time. They were faster, stronger and could get there in time. Like right now. Alia herself didn't really see it happen. And there was no need to. She watched the bald man from the other car. Dom was right. Ian Shaw. Game on.
Scud watched their patient, hooked to peeping machines and tubes. He seemed to be ok. Well, a little to crispy for his taste but that would heal soon enough and given how well his car had been tuned, there was no further damage to Han Seoul-Oh but a head-trauma and bad bruises. Actually there was no need to watch him at all but Alia asked him to do so and being a good lil boy, he did so. Dragging on his joint, he kept the smoke inside for a moment, biting his lip. It has been an awful feeling watching her taking care of the other man. Usually, it was just the two of them. Before that, it had been B and Whistler. So there never had been competition for Scud. But lately, after they set off on their own, things had changed between them. Scud hoped for the best but somehow, his scars tingled as they always did when danger was approaching.
Han wasn't sure where he was. Only that he should be dead. The people taking care of them seemed to be ok. One of them told him that the woman, Alia, was a friend of Doms and he asked her to help Han out. She had set up this team. So far Han had not met her. She and someone called Scud had gone out for checking on Shaw, so he went back to sleep. Next time he woke up and reached for the water on the desk next to the bed, she was there. Putting her book down, she got up. "Ah, you're awake. I'm Alia. Glad to see you alive." She held out her hand and Han shook it. The moment their eyes and hands met, something went through Han.
Back away from tangents, on the verge of drastic ways
can't escape this place
I deny your face*
"Han. But you know that already. How did you get me out? I was sure I was dead" He still held her hand when the door opened and a somehow surfer-boy like guy came in. Red pants, blue plaid-shirt, red shoes, red jacket. And smelling of smoke. But the way he held himself...there was something about him. Alia dropped Hans hand and pointed at the man "This is Josh. Josh, Han" she introduced the men "Call me Scud. Everybody does" Scud said and gave Alia a quick kiss on the mouth. Aha. That is how it was. "He's in town" Scud just said, leaning onto the wall. "Ok. Han, you got a lotta questions, I know. For now, let's go with this. You're lucky to be alive. Ian Shaw is in town, setting a trap from Dom. Dom will spring the trap. He is already in Tokyo. You don't have to worry about your other friends, Sean and Twinkie, them. They're safe and outta this game. This is about what you guys did in London and Spain" "Owen Shaw" Han said, completely calm. Alia noticed he bit down his lip. Almost the same as Scud did. Only, he rubbed his lip right now. Looking back and forth between the two men, it didn't go unnoticed and both said at the same time "What?!" Great. Fucking awesome. Here they were again, her three problems: men, men and oh, men.
"Nothing" she said and Scud went on. "Obviously he's out for revenge. We weren't able to get someone inside his group but from what we gather, your death was a move to lure Dom here. Mission accomplished. He's here and won a race against that Sean-kid yesterday night. Won, as well. By the way, the kid's the new DK, kinda cool" Scud had put the word death in quotation-marks and was talking with his hands as usual. The mention of Sean made Han smile. It was an honest, beautiful smile and Scud did not like how Alia watched the dude. Not one bit. Had they come that far? Really? Shit.
Han watched Alia watching him. She didn't avoid his curious looks, measured him herself. Scuds mention of Sean meant something to him. Now he had to mull all of this over. "What is my position in all of this?" He asked after he knew what was to know. "Nothin' man. You're officially dead. So is your ride, by the way. But like you, it's in good hands" Scud pointed at himself but glared at Alia at the same second. Ouch. Great. So Han was in the middle of some relationship-trouble. "There's something left of my car?" Han asked. "Not much, but it's fixable. Already on it. Gonna getcha back into the game soon enough. That Shaw-guy will think he's smoked the wrong weed" Scud chuckled and got his ass moving towards the door.
"Dom and the others? Do they know about me?" "Dom does. Bet he'll tell the others." Alia said, watching Scud leave. When her eyes went back to Han, she saw pain in his eyes. But old pain. Dom had told her about Gisele. "Look, I know about the whole Hopps-Mission-bullshit. I get why you're here. But now it's everybody's life on the line and you being still here could make the difference." "It's always everybodys life on the line" Han sounded bored. "For you maybe. Not for me. Get some rest. I'll try to get Dom 'round here." She went to leave "Alia. Thank you" Nodding as a reply, she left him. Running his hand through his hair, the man closed his eyes. All he saw was Gisele. But her picture inside his mind was fading. More and more.
*Silpknot – Purity
