Title: I'll Do Anything

Summary: After he lost Letty, Dom didn't know what to do, what to think or what to be. He felt a big chunk of himself leave with Letty. In the end, he ended up being what he once was; a criminal. Betraying his family was sin, but he soon became a sinner, a big one. Dom left his team with a small half-assed letter and went after the men who were responsible for Letty's death. Alone. So they confront the person that could tame Dom; Brian. Brian was a ex-cop gone rogue, hiding out in Rio. Brian wasn't someone they considered family anymore, but they saw him as their only hope. He was the fastest, the smartest, and the only one close enough to Dom to snap the insanity out of him. They needed him, so he returns with a heavy heart; knowing that once the job is done, they'll want him gone again. But everything doesn't turn out as it seems. The last thing Brian remembers is driving in his Skyline, right beside Dom's muscle car, screaming something in the lines between 'this is a bad idea!' 'Dom, you need to stop this!' and 'this isn't going to bring Letty back!' The next thing he remembers is the world going into slow motion as both his car begins rolling, and an anguished yell calling his name.

Genre: Romance, Drama, Slight Hurt/Comfort, AU (where Letty actually does die and Brian gets kicked out of the team instead of welcomed back)

Couple/Pairing: Brian/Dom, broken Dom/Letty

SNEAK PEAK

"Alright, flip her over for me?" Brian asked as he closed the hood, leaning back as he dried his blackened hands off with a towel. The man standing beside him nodded before slipping into the Skyline, putting the key in before turning it. A grin plastered on Brian's fast as he heard the engine roar.

"She's healthier than ever!" He cheered, slapping the hood in delight as he walked his way over to the male in his car. The male smiled at him and shut the car off before tossing him the keys. "Thanks, man. How much do I owe you?"

The mechanic shook his head as his waved his hand. "Nothing, mi amigo." He answered, making Brian blink in confusion. "You're a valued customer - instead, I have an opposition if you're up for it. We have an open position for a mechanic. Are you in?"

Brian grinned and without hesitation, he nodded. The mechanic scheduled him up to start working tomorrow and Brian was more excited than he could ever be. He had been around cars since he was a child; building cars, fixing cars, racing cars - you name it. So when he heard about the opportunity of being next to cars once again, he took it.

And things were going smooth. He was making a living; a good one. Even though the pay was low at first, it rose exceptionally quickly once he started working there - maybe the rumors he caught whim of is what made more costumers show up; a hot new mechanic. But it didn't matter to him anymore. Nothing did. Not the life he was forced to leave behind, nor the people. He was happy where he was.

That was until the past came back with a big fat boom a year later. There they stood, at his doorstep and one-fucking-am in the morning. Brian was both pissed off and confused as fuck but too tired to stir up drama - it could piss his neighbors off. So he welcomed them into his home without a word and went into the kitchen for a beer.

"What are you guys doing here?" He didn't even bother to ask how they found him, it didn't matter. They were here, and they must have had a good damn reason why.

"Letty is dead." Mia dead-panned with a firm tone to her voice. Brian stopped drinking his beer and slowly looked at her. "She was murdered a couple days ago. By one of Braga's men."

Brian swallowed thickly before sighing, looking out of the window. "If you guys think it was my fault you're dead wrong-"

"We don't think it's your fault, Buster." Vince sighed, folding his arms across his chest.

"Then what the fuck do you want?" Brian hissed out in a rough growl, making Mia take a step back in surprise. Just because he was a babe, who happened to be shirtless, doesn't mean he can be an asshole when he wanted to. And in this situation, he has a reason to be. "You kicked me out of the team for a reason, a valid reason. Now you're here at my doorstep in fucking Rio?! Ustedes están locos!" They stared at him with a blank expression. "I said you guys are fucking crazy!"

"Okay although you speaking Spanish is really sexy, we have a reason for being here, Brian!" Mia retorted.

Brian finished his beer after giving her a look and put it down, letting it slam against the counter top. He swore he heard the glass crack. "It better be a good one." And then it fell silent. They started at each other; Brian's gaze hardened with anger as he stared them down.

Vince was the first to speak. "Dom disappeared." Brian froze. "The night after Letty's murder, he was gone. All he left us was some half-assed note saying that he quit the team and needed revenge for her death. He's gone after Braga."

"Who is still behind bars in a big ass prison in the states." Brian shrugged half heartedly. "If Dom goes there, he'll be mouse caught in a trap."

"We're all still wanted there, Brian. Most of all, he's out there alone. You know that saying he always says?" Vince inquired, perking an eyebrow. Brian set his jaw and looked away, going silent for a moment.

"You don't turn your back on family, even if they do..." He murmured.

"Exactly." Mia stepped closer to him. "Which is why we need your help."

Brian scoffed and turned his back to her, walking back to the fridge for another beer. "Ustedes están locos." He grumbled with a shake of his head. "I'm nowhere near family to you guys, isn't that why you kicked me out?" He popped the beer open and took a swig. "No. Hell no. I'm not doing this."

"Brian!" Mia half exclaimed and half begged with furrowed brows.

"Dom needs your help, we need your help! Brian, Dom is hurt because of her death - he feels that it's his fault!" Vince defended. "You're the only one that snap reality back into Dom."

Brian scoffed. "Tienes que estar bromeando (you have to be kidding)." He shook his head and took a long chug of his beer. "Just because Dom is hunting down her killer isn't a reason why I should go."

"Here's a better one." Vince hissed and stormed over to him and grabbed him before slamming him to the nearest wall. "Your fucking love for him, you heartless asshole!" Brian growled and shoved him away.

"Do not bring my feelings for him into this!" He shouted. "Do not bring me into this! I gave up my job for you guys! Yeah, sure, it was just for the gig but I grew so attached to you guys - it hurt." Brian heaved heavily, glaring at both of them as they fell silent. "I gave up everything for you guys." He lifted his hand, still holding the beer in it, and pointed a finger at them. "I thought you guys were my family. But before I could open my heart up to you, to unleash my doubts and my sins - you found out I was a cop and didn't believe a single word I said. No. I can't." Brian shook his head firmly and closed his eyes.

Mia exchanged looks with Vince before she walked over to Brian carefully, putting her hand on his bare bicep. "We made a mistake." She said softly. But Brian refused to look at her as he let out shaky breathes. "We need you, Brian...Dom needs you." Slowly, Brian opened his eyes and stared at the ground as he remained silent. He raised the beer bottle to his lips and took a swig of it before he sighed deeply, walking away from them as he ran his fingers through his blonde hair - which was darker than it was when they last saw him. Brian stopped walking and nibbled on his bottom lip before turning his head slightly, enough to look back at them.

"...If it's for Dom...then I'll do anything."