"What the fuck happened between you and that Brian guy?"
"Before we came to LA, we were living in Detroit, you already know that. Basically doing the same shit as we did in LA, had a car shop, drove races and stuff. The team I had at that time and me were doing pretty violent truck heists. Police didn't know it was us, they only knew that it had to be someone from the racing scene, so O'Connor was sent in undercover. I took him in, into my family, my home and my shop. And then it turned out that he was a cop all along."
"But it sounded like he helped you in the end. He let you go."
"He owed me a ten second car."
Ivy raises her eyebrows critically, "He had to arrest you, and he gave you a car instead. A fast car. And you got away with it. You didn't go to prison and could build yourself a new life in LA, because of that car. How stupid are you? That guy saved you. And Mia trusts him apparently."
"Of course she does." Scoffs Dom.
"They had a thing?"
"No. But she adored him, like he was a kitten she had to feed. He was scrawny kid when we met him, no physical strength, no survival instinct but a freaking big mouth. No idea how he survived the academy."
"Well that kitten grew up and learned how to hold his own in the meantime. Maybe he really can help us. And you need a team Dom. I'm fine alone, I learned how to work alone. You didn't."
"I have to think about it. I'll go and get food." Dom kisses Ivy on her hair and leaves her alone in their motel room.

"Where the fuck did you send us Mia?"
"You found him then?"
"We did. And Dom freaked out. I know Dom has his issues about loyalty and stuff. But he usually is capable of appreciating it when someone puts his head on the line for him."
"Brian is different."
"Was he Dom's first Silvie?"
"More like your Silvie."
"No way!" Ivy didn't see that coming. "He never showed any interest in guys. And not in girls either, when I'm thinking about it. I just assumed he is picky."
"He is not gay. Brian's just it. Of course he never told anyone, but we knew. We knew they were screwing, and we knew he wasn't just someone who warms the bed. Dom fell for him, hard."
"What should I do? I'm not sure if Dom wants to talk to me about him. I mean we got a lot closer since we are on the road together, but I'm not Silvie, or you."
"But you're the only family around. I know that you two never really spent time together before all this. But Dom trusts you, he loves you. He needs you Ivy. And you two need Brian."
"I'm gonna handle this."

"Here." Dom throws a green Smoothie and some crackers on Ivys bed "Eat."
She opens the bottle and drinks out of it greedily, happy about the vitamins. "Are you feeling better?"
"No. Not at all."
Surprised about Dom's honesty Ivy watches him letting himself fall next to her on the tiny bed.
"You have you own bed."
"I know, Mrs. stating the obvious."
Ivy nibbles on the salty crackers and lets Dom lie in peace for a few moments before she carefully confronts him with what happened this afternoon.
"Talked to Ivy when you were out."
"I figured. She told you all the juicy details I guess?"
"Just that he is important to you."
"Was."
Ivy rolls her eyes, this won't be easy "I don't know what exactly happened between you two. But whatever there was, Brian thought it was worth enough to throw away his career and apparently his values. And Mia really stressed how she wants us to work together. She trusts him, therefore I am willing to trust him."
Dom stays silent, but he seems to think about it.
"Let me talk to him tomorrow morning, alone. I'm not gonna agree to anything, I'm just gonna talk to him and then you and I decide what we are going to do next."
Dom nods at that and stays in bed with Ivy. She doesn't comment on the lack of space, she just lets him fall asleep next to her, while she catches up on the latest economist issue.