Fast and Furious Fade Away By: GypsyAnalea

DISCLAIMER: I own no rights to the Fast and Furious Characters.

Language, Violence, Sexual Content

I woke to the nurse moving my arm. She put her finger to her lips then pointed to my right. I figured it was Mia and almost screamed "no way" when I saw Dominic. He looked so peaceful compared to his usual over baring self. I couldn't help but watch him sleep. I had to fight the urge to touch him because I was afraid it was a dream.

Naturally Mother Nature thought she needed to stick her head into my happy place. I had a sudden urge to pee and if you've ever worn a hospital gown, keeping your assets hidden was impossible. I tried to move as slow as I could which wasn't too hard. Every muscle in my body felt like it was being twisted in a pretzel maker. I thought I was doing pretty good but almost fell on my ass when he spoke. "Need help?"

"Thanks but I can do it." I gathered the back of the gown the best I could and inched to the restroom. Since I was moving so slow I might as well do something to not think of the pain. "How was the race?" I used to talk to myself when I was in my cell but was pretty sure it would land me in the nut ward if my old habit kicked in.

"The usual Rome won and then the after party. Are you sure you don't want help?"

"No." I turned and looked at him and he didn't seem as excited as he usually did. He didn't have that glint in his eyes he usually had when racing was the topic. "Come on you sound like a spectator not the King Of The Streets. You have the pick of women and they worship at your feet."

"I didn't go to the party." I started to say something but he cut me off. "If your sure you don't need anything I need coffee." He really didn't wait for me to answer before he got up and left. It felt like before when we didn't get along. I guess yesterday was going to hurt more emotionally than I thought. I knew I told him I didn't need help but I was happy to see the nurse come in. He had stopped in front of me. "Don't be stubborn and ask for help. Your not in this alone." He dropped his hand and I hadn't noticed it by my face.

"Your fiance is just worried about you but he's right." She helped me back to the bed and I could tell she wanted to say more.

"Speak your mind before your head explodes." I gave her my best smile.

"He called me in here last night because you had a dream. You spoke Arabic and he figured out quickly I knew what you were saying. I didn't tell him but there are support groups that can help."

"I've been to several and seen shrinks. I've dealt with it the best I can. They keep telling me it will get better with time, I would appreciate the list of groups though." She smiled and I knew it was what she wanted to hear. She agreed to slip it into my release papers in hopes that he will think it's for being attacked.

The doctor had agreed to me being released and the nurse had brought me scrubs to change into. She was removing my IV when Dominic came back. "She's free to leave as soon as she is changed."

"I'm not sure he's my ride." I was looking at her and I knew there was fear in my eyes. I know she thought it was because I was afraid to be completely alone with a man. I was more worried that he was being forced to be here and that was why he was being weird.

"I plan on taking you home. I'll get the car and be out front." Great now I really pissed him off.

It was a windy day and I was shaking from it's bitterness. I didn't remember it being this cold in LA. We were talking about music when I heard his car coming. He got out and picked me u instead of helping me walk. I couldn't help but moan when his scent surrounded me. He smiled but it was hard to tell if it was because of the moan or the joke I had told the nurse. She was telling it to a coworker and it was a bit on the racy side.

It was too quiet even with the music playing. He wouldn't look at me and I couldn't take it any more. "Can we stop at the motel?"

"No." I adjusted to look at him and he knew I expected a better answer after glancing at me. "Vince and Rome already brought your stuff to the house." He concentrated on the road again and out of no where his voice filled the car. "Why wouldn't I take you home?" He didn't sound angry just confused.

"You didn't sound happy with me when I woke." I readjusted so I could look out my window. "I thought our truce was over."

He started to laugh and it sent a chill down my spine. "Truce, you make it sound like we were at war. Trust me our truce is still in place."

"Then why did you sound mad when I asked about last night?"

I wasn't sure he was going to answer because he stayed quiet until he parked the car. "I'll answer your question when I think your ready. For now lets get you inside." He got out and held to his word refusing to answer any more questions. He carried me upstairs and through the first door.

I could see my things in boxes around the room. He set me on the bed before covering me up. "Take theses and get some rest. Vince is downstairs and Rome will be by to replace him." He left and I could hear him talking to someone and assumed it was Vince. I only caught a little bit of it and was confused but maybe it was the meds still in my system.

Why would he think I would need him? That was my last thought as I curled up in the blankets. Before long I could feel the drugs taking effect and I hoped it would be a peaceful rest.

The next few days were a blur other than waking to eat or Mia helping me shower. If Dominic was home I woke to him in the chair next to the bed. Usually he was asleep but when he wasn't it was because I was having a nightmare and he was holding me. The only time I had peaceful sleep was when I was medicated and that was a problem. If I can't sleep on my own in two days then I go to a meeting.

Two days had passed and I still wasn't sleeping well. I had startled away and it wasn't from the smell of the burger Rome was eating. "You hungry?" That was all it took for me to run to the bathroom to puke. The need not to ruin the carpet over powered my brain telling me to slow down. The pain from puking was nothing compared to the rest of my body. He wasn't in the room when I went to get my toothbrush. When I went back to the bathroom I could hear him talking.

"No I think she's okay but we may want to get her looked at." I didn't hear anyone else so he must have been on his phone. "I'm pretty sure she was dreaming before she woke up. I'll make her some soup and see you guys when you get here."

Rome left me alone after he watched me eat. Mia had unpacked most of my stuff so I had hid my scrap book between the mattresses. I changed into my favorite fuzzy pants and tank top. Grabbed my fuzziest blanket and curled up with my scrap book. I cried with it clutched to my chest until I fell asleep. I knew I cried for the past pains as well as the current ones. I thought I had gotten past being a victim.

I decided it was time to get back to my normal routine even if I wasn't leaving the house. I spent the next two days arguing with everyone instead. It seems they felt I should stay in bed and I refused to or to cooperate. Mia kept complaining about how stubborn I was and it wasn't one of my best traits. I was in the kitchen making breakfast when I hood footsteps. "Food is almost ready but coffee is done." I turned to see Dominic standing in the doorway with his arms crossed. Mia was done playing nice calling in the Big Dog.

I turned back around like he was just anyone else. I was working on the eggs when a body pressed against mine. Large hands grabbed the pan and spatula away from me. He was close enough that his scent was over powering the smell of the food. "You have two choices shit yourself in a chair or I put you in one."

"I don't need to be babied." I turned to look at him and he closed my eyes as my body moved against his. "I have been taking care of myself for years and making breakfast hasn't killed me yet."

With that he picked me up and put me in a chair. "Stay!" It was an order and I didn't do well with orders. Most of the time I can deal with it but I wanted to fight.

"And if I don't?" He smiled but went to the stove and finished the eggs. "Does this mean your my babysitter?"

"Only if you don't listen." He filled two plates and brought them to the table. "I was hoping you'd cut me some slack and behave." He was trying to hide his face behind his hand. He wasn't expecting any less than the others had gotten.

I ate half before I was full. "Your sister doesn't play fair." He raised his brow in question. "She thinks I'll play nice for you and stay in bed. She thinks you have power over me the way we argue." I got up and took my plate to the sink. "Or she hoped." I walked to the doorway and turned back. "I'll play nice so go to work. I give, concede, what ever you choose the word."

I went to my room and started packing the three suitcases with everything I refuse to leave behind. That's when I realized this place was starting to feel like my cage. I was going to run just like every other time I felt this way. This place was the closest thing to a real home I've ever had. I pushed the suitcases into the closet and closed the doors. Ya my parents were around as I grew up but they were more concerned with helping the world.

I grabbed my release papers and scanned through the list of support groups. When I found the one I thought would help and called to see when the next meeting was. Seven tonight so I set my alarm for five before grabbing my sketch pad. I heard a knock on my door and I got up and opened it. I know my face said I needed to be alone and he frowned.

"I'm running to the store so you need anything?" He leaned against the door frame. I knew from the look in his eyes he wanted to say more but wasn't pushing. Boy was he not like his sister.

"Not from the store but I need a favor tonight." I didn't want him to argue so I continued. "I want to go to a support group there's a meeting at seven." I looked down. "Will you go with me?"

"I'll let the others know we won't be here. I won't be gone long."

I went back to the bed and closed my eyes letting my inner muse take me to my calm place. When I opened my eyes my hand began to move. I never really see what I drew until it was done. I was shocked it was a romantic scene. Two people sitting on a beach, their faces were hidden as they were about to kiss. The man was shirtless and his arm displayed the strength he possessed. The man was bald and behind him was a car that resembled the one in the garage. Dominic never drives it but he tinkers with it when he's stressed.

The female had long hair that draped over her shoulder. A cross covered her back and in the shading was a word between two lines. "Dominic." I knew it was my crush on him trying to push forward. Only the tattoo matched the one on my back and if you look close enough you can see his name. God I'm a looser, he'd never pick someone as screwed up as me.

My eyes started to droop as I added color to the picture. After a while my body gave me no choice but to sleep. I felt my arm move and I could only blink at the person moving it. I heard the colored pencils clank together before I was covered in warmth. A smell filled my senses calming me instantly.

My alarm went off and I felt even more exhausted than before. Maybe I should skip the meeting and stay in bed. I lay there filling my head with every excuse not to go but only found one reason to go. Keeping the only home I've ever known. I grabbed clothes and took a long shower. He was in the living room when I came down. "We might want to head out unless you want to chance getting a ticket for speeding."

He shut the TV off and grabbed his leather coat. "Can't have that?" He headed for the door knowing I was behind him. "We'll get something to eat after words if your hungry."

"I can guarantee I won't be but I'll keep you company." He ushered me out of the house and I knew he could see me shaking. I handed him a paper with the address but zoned out until he told me we were there.

"Call me when your done and I'll pick you up." I started to fidget and only stopped because my door opened. When I looked over he was crouched down looking at me. "You can do this." He took my hand and helped me out of the car.

"Come with me?" He nodded and walked me inside. I found the room and grabbed his hand so he wouldn't leave me. Part of getting past this is letting those close to me know what happened. I would have brought Mia or Vince but I don't think they could handle what I have to say without snapping. Dominic can keep his cool and snap when the time is right. We took seats in the back and I didn't let go of his hand.

Everyone quieted down as a man with a definite military man stepping up to the podium. "Well I see several familiar faces but for those of you who are new, I'm Sargent Eric Nelson. I want to acknowledge those we have lost since our last meeting and have a moment of silence." I knew Dominic wasn't sure we were in the right place. The first clue that it wasn't a normal attack group should have been all the people in military uniforms. "As usual I would like to offer the new members a chance to speak. Feel free to come forward no one will judge you or make you feel unwelcome."

He stood waiting for someone to belly up and just when he was going to speak I stood up. I let go of Dominic's hand and walked the path to my secret. The others encouraged me as I moved closer but I could tell several were shocked I stood and not Dominic. Eric shook my hand and joined everyone else.

"Boy it's been a while since I've done this. My name is Rhayne and as you can tell I'm not military but I've tried the normal attack groups and they just can't relate. You might think my attack was recant due to my camouflage explosion gone wrong." I took a deep breath and let it out. "My parents own a world help foundation and have been helping rebuild in various places. A year and a half ago we were in Baghdad when several of us were taken. Our group had taken the wrong turn and separated from the larger group. Before we could turn around they were on us. For six months I was tortured and I thought I had started to except what had happened, until it almost happened again. After that I decided it was time to come home before it was too much and I took the easy way out."

I looked at Dominic and I knew he was having mixed emotions. "So what I hope to gain by coming here is a better way to deal with the demons that haunt my dreams. This group was recommended by a nurse who said this group might be better fitted to my needs. I'm hoping that you will except me even though I'm not military. Thank you." Eric meet me at the bottom of the steps and hugged me. Several others did the same as I passed by and I knew I was crying.

Dominic pulled me into his arms the second I reached him. When we sat he was holding my hand and didn't let go until the meeting was over.