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"So, what did I miss?" Jordan asked, looking around at the group that had almost knocked over after seeing her walk in. Greetings had been exchanged and now she was in an oversized white terry bathrobe and sipping some hot chocolate and laying on Brian. He was unwilling to let anyone else near his sister and she was cozy just curling up on the couch beside him. Outside, the rain poured in torrential falls and the group sat spread around the living room, all eyes on Jordan. Everyone was quiet, making her look nervous now. "Where's Tempest?" She asked, seeing Ice watch Tiffany. She couldn't figure out where Tempest was, as that was the only thing that could distract Ice.

"J, It's time for bed." Tiffany came breezing in, taking the cup out of her hands. This got a shocked look from Brian, who had coughed nervously and had dreaded this very moment.

"I'm not tired. I had enough sleep being chained to a wall." Jordan sighed, shuddering and wrapping herself tighter in the robe.

"Chained to a wall? Were you in a dungeon?" Tej asked, shaking his head, his anger at her treatment showing.

"Not now. She needs to rest." Tiffany breezed in, pulling Jordan up gently. Jordan didn't object, feeling so tired her feet felt like bricks. Tiffany led her upstairs and tucked her into the bed. She played with Jordan's hair, making Jordan smile.

"I'm glad I'm away from that place." Jordan said sleepily, her eyes already half shut.

"J, I didn't want to say something in front of the guys but I think we need to have you see a doctor. There's no way you could have been chained to a wall." Tiffany said, fearing Jordan's reaction.

"You don't know what I went through! You think I'm crazy!" Jordan shot up, sitting up straight, her eyes wide with shock and hurt.

"I'm just saying…are you sure?" Tiffany's cheeks became flushed, obvious at the shock of Jordan yelling so loudly.

"What's going on in here?" Brian and Dominic rushed in, standing between the two girls.

"Ask the one who thinks I'm the crazy one." Jordan brushed away a tear furiously, shaking her head while staring Tiffany down.

"Surely she didn't mean it like it sounded." Brian tried to keep the peace, as he often did, making Jordan pull the covers over her head and turn away form them to face the wall.

"Just get out." Jordan said, her voice flat.

"J…" Tiffany started.

"GET OUT." Jordan pulled the blankets off her head and glared at her best friend. Tiffany shook her head and walked out, not a word more. It was then Jordan burst into tears. Dominic sat on the bed, not sure of what to say. "you can go too. Might get some of my craziness. Maybe you'll be delusional too." Jordan said, her voice cracking yet again.

"Baby…" Dominic said, his voice thick with feeling. He held out his strong arms to her, Jordan still not giving in. "I'm her for you and I don't think you are crazy." he promised, moving a piece of her hair out of her face.

"Don't suck up." Jordan mumbled, her head down and her eyes closed.

"Hey!" Dominic said, his voice louder than normal, making her open up her eyes as he lifted up her chin. "You are NOT crazy. You have been through a lot and I'm here. If I haven't left by now, don't you think I'm sticking around?" Dominic asked seriously. "Crazy or insane." he grinned, tickling her lightly until she gave in. He pulled her close in her arms and held her tight, sighing, glad to have her back in his arms.

"I missed you." Jordan whispered, clinging tightly to him.

"I missed you too, Baby Girl." He said, his head resting on top of her head, glad she couldn't see his facial expressions of worry. Something didn't feel right but he couldn't convey that to her or let her pick up on that.

"I have so many questions…" Jordan tried to pull away and he kept his tight hold on her, making her smile a tiny bit.

"That's all for tomorrow. You need rest." he said, laying down, still holding her. She rested her head on his chest and was out in less than a minute's time. He laid there, staring at the ceiling, his mind reeling when all this torture was going to end for the team and for the girl that made him so happy. He turned his thoughts on what was going to happen tomorrow and how Jordan would take the news of her friend's death. He sighed, knowing he was going to be in for a long sleepless night.

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"What time you gonna be at the race, boy?" Tej asked, drinking from a carton of milk the next morning, a rag in his back pocket as he was on his way out to fine tune Brian's car.

"You know me. I won't be there till the third leg lines up." Brian grinned boyishly. He was waiting and watching the stairs for Tiffany or Jordan to come downstairs.

"Good, good. I'll put the nos in and then I'm off to the lake for awhile. You sure you got J okay?" he asked, putting the carton in the trash.

"Yeah. I don't wan to leave her side and I know she'll be kicking my ass for that…" Brain replied, being interrupted by the pounding of footsteps coming down the stairs.

"Hey Dawg, you gonna race tonight with her being home?" Leon came jumping off the step before the last one dressed in a rag over his head, a sleeveless shirt, and sunglasses.

"Yeah. I might let her ride with me." Brian said, ignoring the shocked looks that his friends were giving him. He shook his head and walked out with a grin.

"He's went insane." Leon charged, shaking his head as he followed Tej out the screened door, letting it slam. Tej started working under Brian's car and Leon was finishing up detailing his car. He stopped, seeing the car that was being towed into the house's backyard. He threw down his rag and charged up the tow truck.

"Are you nuts, Boy? You could get yourself killed." The two truck driver yelled, his accent Georgia thick and shaking his wrinkled finger at Leon.

"Careful with that car." Leon huffed, his temper getting the best of him. Tej pulled himself out from under the car, falling behind Letty on the trudge to the back yard where the commotion was coming from.

"Son, I been doing this job longer than you have been alive." The older guy said, putting the truck into gear and inching forward.

"You put one scratch on that car and I'll …." Leon was interrupted and he pointed in a Dominic kind of warning way by Letty.

"Sorry, you just have to excuse him. He hasn't had his daily medication." Letty said dryly, dragging Leon away from the tow truck.

"What the hell?" Leon asked, his voice more than raised at Letty. He shrugged off her grip, obviously upset at her acting against him.

"You're the one acting the fool at an old guy for him doing his damn job." Letty scowled, her eyes squinted from the early morning sun beaming in her face.

"At least I got my memory and know what the hell is going on…" Leon shot back, watching the car being backed up into the back yard.

"Whoa, whoa. Whoa. Leon, that is uncalled for. I know you are upset with this car and I know how much it means to you but don't be disrespecting Letty because you can't express your anger." Tej stepped between the two, shaking his head in the cool headed way he always had about him. Leon glared at him and then went back to the tow truck driver who was now unhooking the car.

"CAREFUL." Leon ordered, his voice louder than he had anticipated.

"It's a car and I know what I'm doing." The older guy snapped, tired of being watched like a prison inmate.

"Yeah, it is a car. A car of the girl that is no longer with us and in case you don't get it, she's dead and that car is very important to al her friends." Leon yelled, his composure no where in sight of him. He turned around to stomp off in anger and almost ran into Jordan, still dressed in her cami shirt and cheerleading pants she had fallen asleep in. Her face was a ghostly white and her mouth was open. The sight of her shock made Leon do a double take.

"She's not dead!" Jordan screamed, backing up and looking ready to bolt.

"Jordan, Baby, come on…" Tej coaxed while Letty glared at Leon. She took off in a different direction, sobbing like her heart was broken.

"She's not dead, she's not, it's not possible. You thought I was dead, right , Brian? Answer me!" Jordan shook her brother, catching him off guard as he was bent over his engine after she had attacked him like she was in an urgent game of tag and then she began to shake him.

"I'm sorry, j, she really is dead. We buried her body." Brian said, holding her in a tight grip as her body racked with sobs.

"No, I don't believe you. I don't and it's not true. You made a grave for me cause you thought I was dead so why should I believe you?" Jordan shouted, trying her hardest to pull away.

"She was killed instantly with the impact of the building when it exploded." Brian stroked Jordan's hair, his voice soft and his eyes full of tears at the sight of his sister so upset and hysterical.

"No, I won't believe you." Jordan managed to break free and backed up still shaking her head. She wrapped her arms around herself and starred at her brother, gasping for air. She stared at him for a minute and then took off in the house and upstairs.

"Jordan, get a grip." Tiffany stood behind her, her voice firm as Jordan sat there in stunned silence, still gasping for air.

"No. You get a grip." Jordan shot back, not looking at her.

"Listen, little girl.." Tiffany grabbed her arm, making Jordan look up at her in shock. Tiffany coughed and pulled back, not meeting her eyes. "Look, I'm sorry, I'm upset too." She apologized.

" I don't believe you." Jordan shrugged, her eyes still over flowing with tears. The hate of her traumatic life shining through.

"And I care why?" Tiffany shot back, then regained her composure.

"You don't , you probably killed her." Jordan watched form the window with tears streaming down her face at the sight of Ice sitting in the driver's seat, the door open and his head on the steering wheel. It was too much for her to fathom, Tempest being gone. She was caught off guard at Tiffany slapping her so hard it made her cheeks burn.

"Listen, I'm not gonna let you run around her and act like a spoilt little brat and you can keep crying but in the end, it was YOU that brought all this drama to my crew, do some thinking on that." Tiffany stomped out, leaving a sting with the harshness of her words and tone. Jordan sat on the window seat, crying for what seemed hours and watching Ice. Her legs felt weak and her heart felt heavy and things didn't feel like they would ever be any better. Maybe Tiffany was right. She snuck out the back set of stairs to the backyard and hid behind some weeds watching Ice cry. She didn't know why she couldn't just walk up to him and hug him, she wanted to but she couldn't . She cried, covering her mouth and letting the tears flow like a waterfall. She cried so hard that a muffle escaped her mouth and Ice looked around. She backed up and acted like she was just walking up. She got in the car and sat on the passenger side and wanted to speak but her throat being so tight wouldn't allow her to. Ice looked at her and then pulled her into a hug.

"I'm sorry you found out like this." he sighed. Jordan just nodded and sat there, her eyes focused on the car's interior. She couldn't even describe how much it hurt.

"Tiffany is blaming me." She finally whispered as the clouds covered the bright prenoon sun.

"She couldn't possibly." Ice shook his head, his frown making him look like the intimidating mean ice she was used to.

"She flat out told me." Jordan said, wringing her hands in misery. Ice was quiet, as though he was thinking on something. "it is my fault and now she's gone." Jordan sniffled, her body shaking. Ice just grabbed her and held her tight, tears flowing down his cheeks as well.

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"What were you thinking, man?" Dominic asked, pacing in front of Leon, his angry look making Leon feel even worse.

"I don't know. I thought she was inside and you guys shoulda told her." Leon shot back.

"Guys, we're getting now where arguing about this." Letty sighed, blowing her hair out of her face. Dominic turned his focus on her. She winced, knowing he was going to yell. Instead, he knelt down beside her and cupped her face. She looked at him with a blank stare and smiled.

"Letty, I need you to try to remember what all happened." Dominic asked in a soft voice, knowing she was in a more fragile state than anyone could have ever remembered Letty being in.

"She's got fucking amnesia, Dom, for Crying out loud." Vince growled, his anger and frustrating apparent in his tone.

"I know this." Dominic said defensively. The door opened and there stood Jordan to see Dominic kneeled by Letty, his hands still cupped around her thinned out face. She took one look and turned back around, her puffy eyes closing as she walked out the door.

"Jordan, it's not what you think." Dominic called, getting up to go after her. He caught her fingers and tried to grab her to stop her from storming off.

"You know, Dom, at this point, I don't really give a rat's ass. Go be with her. Go to hell. Go do what you want." Jordan said, a hardened look taking over her face. She spun around to face him, her eyes looking like they were lit up by an inner fire. "I don't care anymore. I am done. I quit." Jordan sat down, her arms folded and her look now of determination to let the past go in her.

"Just like that, you quit?" Brian asked, walking up. "That's not happening." He said, his frown making her laugh. He sat down beside her and she scooted away from him. Like the stubborn guy he was, he followed her.

"Yup. Tiffany can think I caused all this, cause I did. And Temp, well, I can't change that and Dom and Letty can be back together, the way the racing gods want it to be and all can go on." Jordan said, not flinching and her voice not wavering that made Brian worry even more.

"It's when you stop feeling and give up that the bad person wins." Brian said, hoping simple words could change her mind, but deep inside, he knew it wasn't going to help.

"I love you! Not Letty. Not my car. Not anyone but you, Jordan." Dominic threw up his hands.

"Well, you better find a way to get over me cause we are done. I have caused everyone enough pain." Jordan shook her head and walked away, leaving the two guys that loved her so much speechless.

"I don't know what else to do." Brian threw up his hands, then rested his head in his hands in defeat.

"You can start by seeing what the hell has possessed your wife." Ice walked in, taking off his wife beater and his hat to put on a work shirt. This statement caused Dominic and Brian to lookup at him in confusion. "what? She's the one that put that shit into Jordan's head that it's all her fault. She might be my sister but you know I don't have a problem putting the blame where it belongs." Ice said, sitting down to down a corona. The temperature was already in the 90's and climbing still.

"I'll go talk to her." Brian sighed, shaking his head. "I can't fuck much more up than I already have." Brian said, his feet dragging out as he walked out of the garage.

"I wish I could bring Tran back to kill him over and over." Dominic sighed, catching the beer Ice tossed him.

"Oh, I think it's more than just Tran." Ice took another big gulp, his mind reeling and causing Dominic to look at him, puzzled.

"What you mean?" Dominic asked, putting the cold sweating bottle to his forehead.

"Nothin." Ice sighed. He went inside the house behind Brian, seeing him take off upstairs, more than likely to go find his problem causing wife.

"SO you can pick it up on Friday?" Tiffany's backside was turned to the door as Brian walked in the room, pausing at the door to listen to her being on the phone. "Yeah, it's a nice car, it's worth much more than I'm selling to you for." She said, marking something on the paper. Then she hung up and pulled her hair up in a ponytail.

"What you doing up here?" Brian asked, acting like he just walked in.

"Not much. You need a shower." She wrinkled her nose.

"You always like me sweaty. Have a change of opinion?" Brian asked, his defeated tone making her rub his shoulders.

"I just was kidding." She purred.

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"WHO TOOK TEMP'S CAR!" Jordan screamed at 6 am two days later. The house was dead silent, everyone had taken on a big night of partying ,as if the night before was a coping mechanism. Jordan had refused to leave her room, tuning them all out, hating all of them for acting like everything was fine.

"j, it's 6 am." Leon sat up in the bed, rubbing his eyes, scowling from the lights being flipped on and loudly at that.

"I WANT TO KNOW WHERE TEMP"S CAR IS AND I WANT TO KNOW NOW." Jordan yelled, going to door to door, knocking on it and screaming.

"J, what's wrong?" Dominic came down the stairs as if being chased by a fire.

"Temp's car is gone and I want to know why." Jordan folded her arms. Next down was a shirtless Brian and a tired looking Tiffany.

"I'm going back to bed." Tiffany yawned and turned to go back up the stairs, not ready to be dealing with Jordan's temper so early.

"You sold her car?" Brian chased after her, shutting the room's door and whispering furiously.

"Why would you say that?" Tiffany looked indignant.

"I heard you on the phone. Why would you do that?" Brian asked, his suspicious look making her grasp for an explanation.

"Ok, so , yes, I sold it. It is in the best interest of us all. Jordan can't move on if it sits there constantly reminding her." Tiffany regained her confidence and stood in a firm stance. "tell me I'm wrong and I'll go get it back right now." She challenged, seeing Brian was already doubting himself.

"I wouldn't tell her you did it." Brian sighed, not wanting to argue.

"You don't know a thing and neither do I." She said, putting her arms around from behind, a satisfied smile playing on her lips that he couldn't see.

The drama continues……