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The ebony haired woman looked to Dominic Toretto, sighing. "The kid is my daughter, Yuki."

"Rubia Hombre Bonito mí llevar. El agradable. Yuki le pide quedarse aquí," The little girl piped up, throwing her arms around the nervous man's neck.

"Shayla, follow me," Dom said, his brown eyes watching Yuki.

Shayla nodded before looking to the little girl in Jesse's arms, "¿Quieres ir conmigo y Dom, Niña?"

"Yuki quedarme aquí, Mami,"she responded, tightening her grip on Jesse.

Shayla Nyugen followed Dominic outside to a table.

"Why did you bring your daughter with you?" He asked, grabbing a wrench from the platform.

"First, she's my niece," Shayla said to him, receiving a raised eyebrow from Dom. "I promised my brother I would take care of her if anything happened to him. Second, Jose would just throw her to the side. I thought you were about family, Toretto."

"I am," He responded as he grabbed some other tools before walking back into the garage with Shayla not far behind. He looked around, not seeing Jesse or the little runt. "Where'd Jess take off to?"

Letty, not looking up from the engine of her vehicle, pointed to Jesse's little area of the shop. The ebony haired woman gave a confused look before she followed Letty's finger, seeing Jesse sitting in his chair. Trying to entertain Yuki.

Shayla giggled a little before she made her way over to them, leaning against a post.

"Niña took to you fast," she commented, almost scaring the poor boy half to death.

The young man put his hand on his chest, as if trying to calm down.

"S-scared me h-half to d-death," He stuttered, looking at the woman.

Shayla giggled slightly, "Sorry 'bout that."

Jesse looked back down at the toddler on his lap, playing with the keys to his Jetta.

"H-how did you g-get all those p-parts on your K-Koenigsegg?" He asked her, curious as he continued to watch Yuki play with his keys.

"My dad, my older brother, and I put blood, sweat, and tears into her," Shayla answered as she watched Yuki rest her head against Jesse's chest, falling asleep. "You're not busy are ya?"

Jesse shook his head, "J-just need t-to finish the s-schematics for L-Letty's c-car. W-why?"

"I need to get Yuki back to Mia," She explained, smiling.

The ebony haired woman walked over and gently took the toddler from Jesse, holding her close. But not before grabbing the blonde's beanie.

"H-hey!" Jesse exclaimed, surprised and confused.

"Shush," Shayla whispered. "If all of us wanna keep our sanity, this is worth it. Besides, I can get ya another."

Shayla put the beanie in Yuki's arms, stilling the young girl.

"It has your scent, so it'll keep her calm," She explained. "I'll be back in a bit."

With that, the young woman walked out to say something to Dom before heading back to Toretto's.

"What are you doing back so soon?" Mia asked as she wiped the counters down.

"The runt," She explained, smiling. "She should be good for a while. She fell asleep on Jesse's lap, so to keep from waking her, I snitched his beanie."

Mia nodded, her brown eyes watching the new woman.

"Will she wake up before the days out?" Mia asked, watching the sleeping child.

"Shouldn't, but let's not jinx it," Shayla said, laughing a little as she sat the two year old in a comfy chair.

Mia nodded, watching the woman open the odd door to her car. She stepped in, the engine roaring to life. It died down to a soft purr as she backed out of the spot.

Her phone rang; she grabbed it and answered it.

"Hello?"

"Shay!" The voice on the other line sounded worried. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, Enrique," She answered, confused. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"Oh just the fact that I haven't heard from ya since the other day, Chica," He responded as she stopped her car. "And don't leave your precious baby out where anyone can snatch her."

"And here I was planning on leaving my doors unlocked and the keys in the ignition," the dark skinned woman said, teasingly as she got out of her car.

She pulled the creeper out and down to her car with some tools before putting the phone on speaker, the Mexican accented voice shouting.

"Shayla Kame Evita Nyugen! You leave that damn car unattended and I will personally make my way out to LA to kick your multicultural ass!"

"You're really taking advantage of the fact you're the only person who can get away with using my full name, aren't ya?" She asked, rolling under the car after jacking it up a little.

"Damn right I am!" his voice sounded, drawing looks of confusion from the men and woman inside the garage. "If you so much as think of blowing a gasket on that damn car, I will hang you by your toes in a tree!"

"Well, I guess I won't have to worry about that, Enrique," Shayla answered, laughing. "Besides, I know this mad scientist with cars."

"His name Jesse Carson?" Enrique asked, confused.

That drew even more confused looks from the team.

"Yes, Enrique Diablo," She replied, pulling some bolts from the engine.

"You're there with the little shit now?" He asked, his voice sounding excited.

"Jeez, Rique, what's with these sudden mood swings lately?" She asked as she pulled a part from the engine and sat it to the side. "But, to answer your question, yes I am."

"I know I am on speaker, so Jesse Lee Carson, get this damn phone and speak!"

Dom looked to Leon, who grabbed the phone and handed it to the young man.

"Y-yeah, Rique?" He asked, confused.

"You little shit! I haven't heard from you in two goddamn years!" The Mexican shouted, causing everyone to laugh a little. Except Jesse. "You had me scared half to fucking death!"

"S-sorry, Buddy," Jesse replied, his blue eyes watching Shayla.

"I know you're looking at Shay right now with a look of shock and I know she's under her car working on it, so don't be surprised!"

"Do you know when to shut up, Enrique Diablo?" Shayla called out from under the car.

"Yes I do, Shay," The Mexican responded. "And that is now. Izzy is here. Adiós y ver lo que usted bitches más tarde!"

The Mexican cut off the call, everyone erupting in laughter.

"If someone doesn't mind, care to pass me a replacement?" Shayla called out from under the car, holding her hand out.

The part was dropped into her hand. Shayla then began the process of replacing what she removed. When she was done with the repairs, she rolled out from under the car and grabbed a rag. Wiping her hands free of the grease.

"Okay, what was up with that?" Vince asked as he walked up to the girl and held his hand out for her to take.

She grabbed his hand and he pulled her to her feet.

"What was up with that?" She asked as she grabbed the ruined sparkplug.

Vince motioned to the sparkplug in the woman's hand, "That."

"This?" She asked as she held it up. "The sparkplugs in my Koenigsegg are closer to the back. Akira was the one who modified the car. You'd have to ask him if you wanted to know why he put them there."

"Your brotha' was a genius then, Shayla," Leon said, laughing as he clapped the dark skinned woman on the back.

"By the way, Letty, stop glaring," She said to the Latina, smirking. "I ain't no skank. If you don't believe me, ask me a barrage of questions when I'm first waking up."

This too was met with looks of confusion, "Really guys?" she just sighed. "Well, you'll have to figure it out. For now, we gotta get these cars in tiptop royalty condition!"

The team members with Toretto just shook their heads, smiles on their faces.

What are they going to be in for with this woman? She was sure full of surprises.


Rubia hombre bonito mí llevar. El agradable. Yuki le pide quedarse aquí- Nice blonde man carry me. He nice. Yuki asks to stay here

¿Quieres ir conmigo y Dom, niña?- You want to go with me and Dom, Baby Girl?

Yuki quedarme aquí, mami.- Yuki stay here, Mommy.

Adiós y ver lo que usted bitches más tarde!- Goodbye and see you bitches later!