A/N: I am really sorry that I didn't update for such a long time. It was because of my grades that have fallen literally from A's to E's since I discovered fanfiction (!) So I had to fix it, but now school is over and I will update faster (and more furious, haha I know. Lame joke)
Euphoria, Furious Six
Fast and the Furious
Chapter III - La isla bonita
Berlin, Germany
"Nobody around Toretto is up to any good. She has never been, at least since he corrupted her," Hobbs said and moved his gaze upwards after finally finding a cuisine that pleased him.
Fuentes had already put her menu down and leaned with her back leaned against the backrest. Her arms were firmly folded over her chest in a serious gesture.
"What about when she worked for FBI in the Braga-case?" she inquired.
When Hobbs faced her with a questioning expression she was fast to add. "Not that I'm on her side, but she doesn't seem to be completely freaky,"
After considering her statement for a brief second, Hobbs nodded in agreement.
"So what now? We'll chase Letty down and keep her as bait until Toretto shows up?" she went further with the conversation.
"Exactly,"
Han and Gisele's eyes widened so much they could've popped out. Han who had rocked on the chair fell down to the floor with a loud thud by the shocking news. Both of the couple's hearts had pretty much skipped a few beats by the information they recently had heard.
Sitting on the other side of the gigantic flowers, Hobbs and Monica had hard to see what was going on behind them. He stood up ready to help the unfortunate person that apparently had fallen down to the floor but he stopped actions when a waiter ran to the table.
Monica who had tried to get a glimpse of the pair, only shook her head and turned around in her chair back to Hobbs.
"Hope they didn't get hurt," she said, a facial expression with slight compassion.
With help from Gisele, Han weakly stood up and sank down onto the chair. They exchanged a look before he nodded towards the exit.
"Are you okay?" Gisele placed her palm on his chest to push him back into the chair. If he was hurt, he was not going to wobble around the restaurant. That would for sure gain everyone's observance.
"Yeah," he smiled wryly, feeling a bit ashamed and made an appreciated nod to the waiter as to thank him.
As soon as he had walked a few steps away, Han grabbed Gisele's hand and stood up.
"We need to get out of here," he confirmed the situation, deciding to take it into his hands since his woman didn't.
A bit petrified, Gisele nodded in agreement and let him lead her out of the restaurant. First stop she made was a pause in the doorway from where she swirled around.
"Wait," she piped and lifted her cellphone to take a picture of the two agents.
São Pedro
After hours of heaving the food into their mounts in hungry movements, they leaned contently backwards into the chairs. Their eyes travelled back and forth from the beautiful view over the horizon where the sun was on its way down, and to the table where the company sat.
Dom with his infamous sunglasses put his muscular arm around Elena and grinned. "Food's good?"
"It was," Elena said and smiled, complimenting Brian's cooking.
Smiling of not only pride, Brian turned his head to Mia with a goofy grin. "I'll make this every single Sunday to you and Alessandra,"
Mia's eyes peered when she felt the feeling behind his words. "Why won't Dom make this to me and Alessandra?" she asked even though she sensed the obvious answer.
Sighing deeply into the throat, Dom took his sunglasses off and looked with pity eyes at his little sister. "You are safer without me around,"
Mia frowned and looked at Elena for a comment, but it seemed like it wasn't news for her either. When she turned to Brian for an astonished expression, all she received was a sympathetic one. All of them had known except for her. Sure she'd be okay, but she happened to be his sister! They were united by blood and she was the last one to find out!
The accusations that ran in her mind caused her to frown and fold her arms upset. "I can't believe you still think running away is still the right call,"
Dom felt the familiar sting of the truly sentence behind and it left a feeling creep along his spine. He flinched a bit uncomfortable in the chair and cleared his throat in a gesture to let her drop the case. Everything was out of question for him. He and Elena were going to leave to China. Elena had a job she wanted to attend and he was going over there to support her. The risks of being found were still huge and he hadn't a thought in mind of letting Mia and Alessandra get caught. When Elena was offered the great proposal he had accepted and agreed with her to take the opportunity. It would only make them all good. For all Torettoes.
"We're going to Beijing, and it's final," he spoke decidedly as if he was the godfather himself.
"China? What are you going to do there?" Mia exclaimed.
Elena released herself from Dom's grip and looked at Mia. "I was offered a job there. To capture the mafia," she explained before adding. "One of them killed my husband,"
Mia, who had been sitting on the edge of the chair, understood the situation and moved back towards the backrest. She leaned backwards and took a deep breath.
"I just don't want you to go," she declared. "What if you get harmed? Hurt?" she started panicking and slowly hyperventilate. "What if any of you gets killed!" she exclaimed in a panicking voice, feeling how much her nerves took over her body. A sensation spread in her belly and she felt a knot get created in there.
Witnessing her body changes, Brian stood up so fast his chair fell down into the sand. "Mia, calm down,"
Mia unsteadily stood up and put her hand over her lower stomach as Brian had his arms on her waist to help her keep the balance. Dom and Elena were fast to join them and surround the youngest Toretto.
"Mia, you okay?" Dom asked with panic increasing in his deep tone. His strong arms were almost more around her than Brian's. Elena was the only one that knew what was happening, so she reached out for a glass of water and helped Mia take a sip.
"The baby," Mia stated.
Brian and Dom's eyes went wide as it hit them like a ton of bricks. As if she had spoken a foreign language, they stood there rigidly, not being able to even breathe.
"Contractions! The baby!" Elena yelled and snapped them out of their trance.
Dom stumbled on a rock that was placed in the sand.
"Hospital!" Brian burst out as Dom began wobbling towards the parking lots.
"I get the car!" he called out over his shoulder.
The bed was pushed along the hallways in the hospital with a groaning Mia lying in it. A panicking Brian and a copy of his actions, usually called Dom walked right after him. Elena was the only calm person so she walked between the men towards the chamber.
After the bed was pushed into the room, one of the nurses turned around and faced the three guests.
"Which one of you is the father?" she asked.
Dom wanted to open his mouth but closed it to a straight annoyed line when Brian already had.
"I am," he told the nurse and passed her inside the chamber. Not that Dom would lie but he also wanted to be first and see his niece.
The nurse looked at Dom and Elena with a smile and gestured with her hand towards the waiting room right outside.
"Relatives may sit there and wait until I inform you very soon," she declared before closing the door into the room where Mia, Brian and lots of nurses were.
Elena, who had seen Dom's jealous expression of not being the most important person in Mia's life anymore, took his hand to remind him that he at least was her most important person.
He gently grasped his around hers and walked towards the couches in silence. He plopped down with Elena right next to him, keeping the quietness at least several minutes before he was able to speak.
"You think she is here yet?" he asked Elena carefully as if he would break the building if he spoke in his normal tone.
Elena shook his head and smiled at the unaware Dom. He didn't know much about pregnancies and babies.
"No, Dom. It can take hours for the woman if the body changes aren't completed yet to give birth," she told him and caressed his arm in a soothing way.
"Oh," he replied in a murmur and squeezed his hand harder over Elena's. He knew she tried to comfort him but his concern and worry didn't decrease even a bit.
Berlin, Germany
Firstly when they reached the elevator, Han took a deep breath and pressed the button to the 7th floor. The situation he and Gisele now were in had sunk in as both of their minds thought frantically. They needed to get more information. Escaping from this was something they absolutely couldn't do. Letty was family, if they had referred to their Letty.
"Did they just talk about…Letty? Dom's Letty?" Gisele demanded when the elevator doors had closed. It didn't take a psychologist to read her astonished expression. She knew how much Dom had loved that woman, and now she was apparently alive.
"They sure did. They shouldn't have mentioned Toretto otherwise," Han said, still not believing what he had heard.
"But why? She…she died years ago. How can they… why are talking about her? What would she do here? She is alive?" it took Gisele about a half minute to make up a pretty understandable sentence.
"I have no idea," Han admitted and shook his head. "But I'm going to call Brian to find out if he knows anything about this and if not – he might search for information. This could be a trap,"
"A trap?" Gisele asked confused.
"What if they know that we are staying at this very same hotel as them and just made up a lie to make us call Dom and bring him here?" Han suggested.
The suggestion made sense. "Well, Dom doesn't carry around on a phone exactly. Not since his last one was eavesdropped by the Feds. But surely he is with the buster?"
Even though circumstances, Han chuckled and smiled wryly. "Yeah, he might be with Brian. At least I have him in my contact list,"
São Pedro
"BRIAN!" Mia called out as she squeezed his hand out of blood. It had become paler and paler after every contraction that had went through her. "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU FOR THIS!"
"You're doing just fine," he tried to sooth her as she grasped his shirt and pulled him firmly close to her in a harsh motion. He forced a frighten smile to appear on his lips in a tryout to calm her down, but it only made her angrier.
"You're standing there smiling while I'm dying!" she yelled and let out an awful loud groan after finishing the line. "Get the damn camera!"
"Got it babe," Brian assured her relieved to get released from her grip. He hurried over to his backpack and fumbled up the camera, excitement streaming inside him.
Although, the assumed beautiful picture wasn't that angelic as he had expected. The image of the infant coming in the screen of the camera and hearing Mia's infernal screams in the background caused him to feel dizzier and dizzier for every second that passed.
Dom and Elena who had rested while hearing Mia's screams stood up quickly when the door opened. Two nurses struggled with carrying the unconscious Brian over to the couch in front of them.
"What the hell happened to him?" Dom raised his eyebrows at the sight.
"He fainted," the nurse they had met before told him. "Give him a glass of water when he wakes up. He hasn't hit his head so everything should be just fine. It is quite common for men to get a blackout during these kinds of circumstances,"
"Sure, we got him," Elena declared and walked over to him. She crouched down to his level and moved her hand along his forehead to see if he was heated. He began to stir immediately of the touch.
"What happened?" he asked and sat up in the couch.
"You passed out," Elena told him and nudged Dom who had joined them. "The glass of water?"
"Oh, right," Dom recalled and hurried over to the water dispenser down the hallway.
Elena helped Brian to stand up but he was clearly extremely shaky in his legs. Dom jogged back to them and handed him the glass of water.
The new father drank it all in a gulp, feeling the urge of having liquid in his mouth, but almost spit it out when the sound of a baby crying was heard.
The three grown ups' eyes went wide as they stared at each other, completely paralyzed in their actions. As on cue, they flew up and ran towards the doorway where they crowded, which only led to nobody of them getting in.
"Hey, I'm the daddy!" Brian made his voice heard and was in an instant inside the room with Dom and Elena behind him.
Mia was lying in the bed with the baby-girl wrapped in a pink blanket. She had sweat dripping from her forehead and hair strands that were stuck along her cheeks.
While Brian bent down to lift the baby-girl, Elena walked over to wipe Mia's forehead. She sat down next to Mia in the chair and held her hand, both of them sharing warm smiles.
"Alessandra," Brian said and looked down at his daughter. He looked up to meet Dom's curious eyes. He knew he would have plenty time to snuggle with the infant but Dom, the uncle would have to leave quite soon. "You want to hold her?"
"Yeah,"
Brian handed over Alessandra as if she was made of the most expensive porcelain and would break.
Dom smiled down at his niece and caressed her cheek with his forefinger. He smiled at the yawning baby-girl.
"She looks so much like you Brian. I guess my doubts about you being her dad are gone," he stated, only to tease Brian. Looking down at her, he thought though something was missing. He released the chain with the cross from his neck and put it on her stomach. That necklace was about to belong to Alessandra, his niece. He studied her for a while before handing her to Elena.
"She is so beautiful, Mia," Dom said and kissed Mia's temple.
"I know," she answered, clearly exhausted by the light panting she left.
Brian sat down on the bed next to Mia to caress her arm while Dom leaned over Elena's shoulder as she cradled Alessandra.
The wonderful moment was interrupted by Brian's phone vibrating on the windowsill. He reached for it and raised his eyebrows at what was written on the screen. "Han," he read out loud but pressed on the button 'ignore'. "I'll call him back later," he continued, also pretty exhausted and simply filled with tiredness from the previous events.
A/N: So what did you think? Like it? Hate it?
