A/N: I know I just uploaded the second chapter but I'm trying to publish as soon as possible. Chapter four is already written but I won't upload until I finish five. Here's Josey's story. Next chapter will be entitled The Talk, it will be short but sixth chapter will have plenty of action and anger. Soon Hobbs and Elena will re-enter the story and Han will leave, but not for a few chapters. I already know exactly how this ends so please read and enjoy. Will be going to M in a bout two to the three chapters.

Chapter 3

Josey's Story

Dom and the rest of the guys got home around seven that night. Letty had came home early to help Mia with dinner, they were in the kitchen and the boys were outside, Josey sat in the living room tears rolling down her checks because she couldn't help. She knew that she should probably go to the hospital but she didn't want her dad to go to jail. She wanted him to get help and the dad he had been when she was little.

Han walked in and saw her wipe a tear from her check. "Are you okay baby girl?" He asked with genuine concern in his voice. "Yeah, just hurting." She answered it was the first time that he had noticed she had a southern accent. "Do you need some aspirin?" "Please." She replied.

Han went upstairs to the bathroom to get the pain reliever from the medicine cabinet, he untwisted the cap and got two pills out and took them back downstairs. When he reached the bottom Josey was standing with the help of Letty and Dom, they were walking her toward the kitchen. "Do you need any help?" He asked rushing up behind her incase she fell. "We've got it." Letty replied. Dom and Brian had insisted on carrying the girl, but Letty knew from experience from past fights the quicker you got up and moving the quicker the soreness would ease and the healing could begin. She hated putting the young girl through the pain but it was for her own good.

They sat down at the table and Tej reached over and grabbed the first steak. "You know the rules." Dom said smirking at the younger man. Everyone bowed their heads, and Josey followed suit. It had been a long time since she had sat at a dinner table as someone said grace. "Dear Heavenly Father, please bless this wonderful meal that Letty and Mia have prepared and be with us as we eat as a family. Protect the newest member of our rag tag family and watch over us all. And thank you again for fast cars and freedom. Amen." Tej concluded his prayer and amen was chorused around the dinner table.

Everyone began to dig in and Josey tried but she was still weak, Roman and Tej were seated on either side of her, when Roman noticed the girl was having difficulty he helped her fix her plate. "Thank you." She replied quietly.

Everyone ate their meals and chatted about their day, while Josey picked at her food and sat silently. "You okay?" Letty asked her. "Fine." She replied with a weak attempt at a smile. "I had a question to ask you and Dom." "What is it baby girl?" Dom asked. Normally Letty would be fuming at her man using such an affection term for another girl that wasn't a long time family member, but she had noticed that all the men had taking to calling her that. Letty had a feeling that she was the baby sister that Dom could protect. He had tried with Mia, but she had grown up in their old life and almost lost so much. Maybe this girl was all their chances to do something right. "I was wondering if I could possibly stay with you guys. I know we just met last night, but I'll get a job and give you half of my pay checks until I can save enough to get my own place." She finished hoping they would say yes. "Josey you can stay as long as you like." Letty answered. Josey looked visibly relived. "So tomorrow is Saturday and were off. Party tonight." Roman exclaimed.

Mia went and put Jack in his room and closed door, she then went into her room and grabbed the baby monitor. Letty cranked the music and Dom started handing out beers. Josey was on the couch she couldn't really party but she was enjoying the music and watching these people have a good time. "Hey baby girl wanna beer?" Came a voice it startled her out of her thoughts. She looked over and saw Han standing behind the couch holding an extra Corona in his hand. "If you don't mind contributing to a minor." She said making the first joke that she had made since she had been taking back by her dad. "I don't think anyone here minds if you have a beer of two." He said smiling as he handed her the beer. "Mind if I set with you?" Josey wasn't sure but she was pretty sure he was flirting with her. "No." She answered sheepishly.

Josey was still laying down she went to push herself up so Han could sit down. Han sat his beer and helped her. He sat down next to her. "Wouldn't you rather be hanging with your buddies?" She asked. "I hang with them all the time. I was more interested in you." He said. It hadn't been but maybe three months since Gisele had died, he wasn't looking for love just companionship. "Nothing interesting here." She said sadly, her tale was one of lose and heartache. "I doubt that. I see something in you." He said. "What's your story?" She asked trying to deflect the conversation. "I'm a retired street racer among other things." He said he didn't want to talk because if the conversation turned anywhere in the direction of Gisele he would be a crying mess and the group had been holding him together as it was. "Love cars never did anything more than a few friendly races." She volunteered the same information that he had. She wasn't about to go into her story.

"So how old are you?" Han asked. "Eighteen." "Baby girl you are a baby." He joked. "Need another beer?" "Sure." Han went and grabbed them some more beers. Roman stopped him before he could get out to the living room, "Look at you man hitting on the new girl." Roman joked. Han smiled and walked back to his company.

After about their sixth beer Josey's tongue was ready to talk. "You wanna hear my story?" She asked with fear in her voice. "Yeah." "My dad used to be a nice guy until I turned three then he started drinking after he lost his job at the saw mill back home in Alabama. He started beating her then. She left him for a man named Daryl Owens," She paused. Han scooted closer to her and placed his arm around her. "I had a good life after dad left, I met the first boy I ever kissed named Sean at the drag races, Daryl used to take me and run the impala there." She stopped again to wipe a tear from her eye; she and Han hadn't noticed that everyone was setting listening to her tale. "Mom got diagnosed with cancer of the brain when I was eight. She did all the chemo and radiation and medicine to shrink the tumor." She stopped closed her eyes and took a deep breath; Han had stared rubbing her shoulder. "She fought four six years when she passed away from complications of a surgery to remove what the medicine had not killed. Daryl tried to fight for custody of me but lost because my dad contested it. He gave me the impala before I had to move. Dad seemed fine when he came and got me, sober like he had cleaned up." She had to stop again the things that she was reliving broke her heart. "As soon as he brought me out her to California, we lived in Oakland at the time, he started beating me. I got a job in the local cafeteria of my junior high, I saved the money and one night when my dad was out drinking with his buddies I found the keys to the impala and started driving. Some how I ended up in New York, I enrolled myself in GED classes and stared working as a waitress. Dad tracked me down and all but drug me back kicking and screaming. We had only been in the new house for three days when Dom and Brian found me." She concluded in complete tears. Han surprised himself and everyone else when he reached over and kissed her softly.

Josey didn't notice the looks that were exchanged between the men and the women; they were going to have a talk with her dad tomorrow.