Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Fast and Furious. Obviously.
I am not following the plot of movies, so don't start complaining about that because I have warned you.
So this whole story is dedicated to Paul Walker and the man who was driving with him in the same car and died with him. Roger Rodas and Paul Walker will be missed and remembered.
Jesse slammed the computer shut and groaned ''It's not going to work, Dom! We need new pieces and NOS.'' He earned every single pair of eyes on him. ''Look, the connection between NOS and engine is not right, it won't fit.. even if we make it fit.. it will blow up in the middle of the race.'' hw rubbed his forehead.
''Where the hell should we get that stiff in... four hours?'' Vince snapped and looked up from his car. His eyes fell on the new man with dirty blonde hair, who had a smirk on his lips. ''What are you smiling, Buster?'' he growled at the man.
''I know just the place where to get that stuff.'' he answered cooly, crossing his arms on his chest. ''The only trick is to convince her to give that stuff.. she ain't gonna give it so easily.'' he then ran his fingers through his hair.
''Her?'' the strongly built man stepped towards him, glancing at his sister for a moment. ''Who are you talking about, Brian?'' he raised his brow, looking at the new member of his team and family.
Brian had a wide and proud grin on his lips ''My sister. Brianna Olivia Spilner.. Dom, should I call her then? Or you let me go earlier so I could visit her?''
Vince chuckled under the hood of his car ''You have a sister? God, I feel sorry for her.'' He earned a slap at the back of his head from Dom's sister, who glared at him.
''I'm coming with you. Mia, put another plate on the table, I have the feeling that Brian's sister will be joining us.'' Dom rolled his eyes and nodded towards the doors of garage as they left, leaving the team behind.
Brianna was rolling herself under the car, where a small lamp was showing light at the spot, what needed to be fixed. She had her blonde curls in a messy bun, so they wouldn't distract her from fixing the leaking hole, which was turning dangerous. A wrench was resting on her flat stomach and a screwdriver was in her hand, but she threw it away soon enough to use the wrench.
''Pair of sexy legs from under the american muscle car. Every mans dream..'' a deep voice made her stop as she raised her brows to herself. She ignored the stranger and fixed the hole quickly, before someone pulled her out.
Her grey eyes locked into familiar ones. ''You have to be kidding me!'' she suddenly squealed as she jumped up, into the arms of her brother. ''What the hell are you doing in here, Brian?'' she then pulled away after a long and bone crashing hug.
''We're in need for some parts..'' Brian pointed to his friend and himself. ''We need them like.. now.'' he then crossed his arms on his chest.
''Brian!'' she snapped and turned to the rag to wipe her hands clean. ''Every fucking time you come here you need something.. you know those things don't grow on damn trees.'' her voice almost cracked, but she managed to hold it still as she turned to the small fridge to get something to drink. Her eyes fell on the car outside and she raised her brows. ''Yours?'' she then turned to Dom and offered him a bottle of Corona.
''Dman sure she is..'' he smiled and nodded at the direction fo the car, which she was fixing. ''You're into american muscles, I see..'' he spoke in a deep voice, taking the bottle. Brianna opened hers with a nod as she walked over to her computers. ''Look, like I understand, you don't get on with your brother.. but I really do need those..'' the man stepped closer and handed her a list.
Her eyes fell on the list and she looked through the files in her computer. ''You know how much I had to race for this amount of NOS?'' she pulled the paper into her hands. ''If I give you this stuff.. you have to take me on a dinner.'' she then smirked and folded the paper together, pushing it into her pocket.
''Deal!'' Dom replied while Brian almost screamed out loud ''What?''
''A girl needs to eat, you dumbass.'' she smiled at her brother and motioned with her hand for them to follow her. She held her bottle of Corona as they stepped into the garage next to her little house. After turning on the lights, she revealed a bunch of devices, pieces of cars, NOS.. everything a car mechanic could think of. ''Get your things..'' she waved her hand at the direction of the stuff with a yawn.
Before she left, she felt a strong hands fingers closing around her wrist ''We're grilling today..''
Her lips curled into a smile ''I'll think about it, leave your address just in case..''
She then left from the garage, leaving Dom to look after her. ''She's something else..'' he smirked to his friend as they searched for their things. ''Where the hell does she get this shit anyway?''
''Don't know.. My guess is races, but I suspect some sort of business. You can't never tell what she's doing or what she has on her mind.'' the man shrugged his shoulders. ''Hey Dom..'' he stopped him as he was heading to the car with NOS. ''She's my sister..'' he warned, knowing that he got his point.
''Don't worry, I wouldn't break her heart..''
''No.. Break her heart and she'll break your neck.'' Brian smiled proudly, knowing his sister too well.