"The difference between you and that man is you're a cop and he's some filthy criminal. You help, he doesn't. You're out here and he's in there. He'll never get to you, he doesn't know where you live or where we're going. Your safe and I'll be damned if I let that change even for a second." I growl angrily as I pull away from my brother and look him in the eyes but I never let go of him holding onto his shoulder like he used to do me. "He's gone now. He's in prison and your safe. He can never lay another hand on you till the day I die; do you understand me?" I see his eyes light up in recognition. "No matter how much shit I have to go through I will protect you because we are family and that's what family is supposed to do. So close your eyes." I stare at him when he doesn't do it immediately. "Eyes. Closed. Now." After a second he closes his eyes. "I want you to picture... a great white picket fence, surrounding a light blue painted house in the middle of the woods with a bench swing on the front porch me and you just sitting and talking and laughing. No one else. Nothing can get there but me and you." I breath as I, myself, calm down. "I promise I will keep you safe."

An hour later I'm closing the door to my hotel room leaving Brian alone. I turn and begin to walk down the pale blue hall as I think things over. Everything had been a mess since Brian was put in prison. Going undercover with Roman to catch Vernon brought up a lot of shit but the bills were paid and most of the evidence of the incident gone. Even though I don't want to tell Brian what we did to get five years cut off his sentence I know he'll find out one way or another. It was a lot. Taking his place in the races, becoming Queen of Miami's Streets, and taking my brothers position at Tej's shop to help keep bills paid.

Learning how to take care of myself through that time was a little hard but with everyone worried about me it made things a little easier with everyone one looking over my shoulder and constantly following me around to make sure no one messed with me; even though there was no way I'll ever admit it to any of them, I really appreciated it even if it drove me nuts sometimes.

I exit the building and look around before heading across the street for the Mini Mart gas station. If everything goes as planned, we should make it back to Miami by tomorrow. I make it across the street and into the store with no problem. Once I'm in the store I feel eyes on me, but I ignore the feeling. Probably the cashier. I walk to the back and grab a Dr. Pepper and AnW before turning around and grabbing a case of Corona's, per Brian's request, before heading for the snack isle. I still feel as if someone is watching me; but I don't react to it I just glance up and around acting like I'm looking for a clock. There's only three of us in here. Me, the cashier, and another customer. I catch him watching me, but he doesn't look away he just stares at me. After a second I look over at the cashier. "Sir what time is it?"

He looks up in confusion before answering. "1:15 Mrs."

I smile over the stacks. "Thank you."

I look back down at all the food before grabbing six Slim Jims, a bag of jerky, two canisters of sour cream and onion chips, and two packs of Reece cups. I walk up to the counter my arms full. I drop everything onto the counter.

"Sorry long road trip home." I offer.

"Took a vacation?" The cashier asks.

"Nah friend of mine needed us to come pick him up. He's been away for a while"

"Us?"

I smile and let out a laugh. "My friends should be coming in here to get-."

The door bell rings and I turn to see Roman and Tej talking but there both smiling so I know everything's okay. "About now." I finish before I turn back to the counter. "I'm sorry how much was it again?"

"Forty-seven fifty." I hand him the cash from my last race before I take the bag and case of beer and leave. "Hey Tej, make sure to get Suki something, I know you like her thin but she's gotta eat something." I call over my shoulder before the door closes behind me, but I still hear Roman bust out laughing.

I still feel as if someone's watching me again. I'm beginning to freak out a bit. Suddenly the hairs on the back of my neck are standing up. Right after, a hand lands on my shoulder. My heart jumps into my throat as I spin around and jump away from whoever's behind me. "Who the hell are you?" I snap. He takes a step closer and I trip over my own feet as I try to get more distance between us.

"I could ask you the same thing." He lets out a sigh as he relaxes a little bit. "Look I just want to know where Brian is?"

"I asked you a question!" I snap as I keep a good distance between us. I glance over at the gas station. It's not far. If I need to I can make a run for it. Once he asks this I feel something in me snap. "You don't need to know and I swear to god that if you try to get anywhere near him I'll rip your face of with my own bare hands."

"I'm Dominic Torreto."

I freeze and before I know what I'm doing I've put the box of Corona's down and I've drawn my arm back as I spin around and swing at his face. My fist collides with the left side of his face and I feel something snap and a sharp burning feeling traveling up through my hand and wrist. I ignore it as I take satisfaction in the fact that I've caused Torreto to stumble back a bit. "You son of a bitch; you have the guts enough to ask me to take you to my brother who went to prison, to fucking Lompoc, for helping you!" I yell as I begin to advance on him. "I swear to fucking god you show your fucking face anywhere near my brother, I'll call the cops and I'll bash your face open with a baseball bat and leave you bloody on my front porch." I growl as I draw back again and throw my fist forward punching him in the nose. I hear something snap and blood begins to come out of his nose. I spin around again and pick up my stuff before I begin to head back to the motel quickly as the throbbing in my hand increases. To my surprise no one follows me into the motel and I make it to my brother without a problem. When I reach the door to our room I knock and wait as I let out a slight hiss of pain as I set the box of Corona's down and bring my hand to my chest and cradle it until I hear the lock click. When the door opens I smile as I bend over to grab the box of Corona's. Lifting the case with my injured hand hurts like hell but somehow, I manage to keep the grimace off of my face. I walk into the motel room as Brian steps to the side before he closes the door behind me. I set everything down on the counter before I set my hand on the counter and turn to him. "Alright we're gonna leave a little bit earier than planned, is that okay?"

"Yeah what caused you to change your mind?"

I shrug my shoulders as I walk into the bathroom and begin to pack. "I was doing the math and if we leave now we'll be able to, make it in time for you to sleep in a bed and Tej and I make it to the race." He nods his head but his eyes land on my hand which must have some blood on it because his eyes widen, and he begins to make his way over to me.

Gently he takes my hand into his and begins to inspect it. "What happened?" He asks not moving his eyes from my hand. I don't answer him I just let him finish looking it over. Once he's done I pull my hand out of his grasp and press it to my chest. "Kayla?" I turn away from him as I begin to search for a Slim Jim. "Kayla." He snaps and my head spins towards his him. He hardly every uses this tone with me. It means he's angry and very serious and won't take no for an answer.

I look away. "I might have punched a wall…." I mumble softly not making eye contact with him.

Brian's silent for a moment. "Why?" He asks incredulously.

I force myself to let lose all of my unstable emotions and tears begin to burn my eyes. "Because this… this whole situation isn't fair!" I snap before I throw my Slim Jim across the room. "I just… I want to hit somethings…. No someone!" I growl as I begin to pace around the kitchen portion of our room clenching and un clenching my fists. "You didn't deserve what happened Toretto did!" I turn and glare at him. "You shouldn't have covered his tracks, you shouldn't have taken the blame, you should have just handed him over. Because has he once come to see you while you were in prison?" I yell my anger getting the best of me.

"No but that's because it's too risky." Brian explains.

I shake my head. "So it shouldn't matter to him. Did he call? They have nothing on him because of you he could have at least acknowledged that you took the blame and went through hell for him." I cry out as I spin around again. "I mean not having you around was hard, sure. But I was fine."

"No you weren't your were acting like a shut in."

"So what?!" I scream out. "So what if I was acting like a shut in, it was helping me coop with what was going on!" It's silent except for my harsh breathing. I take a deep breath after a few minutes of calming down. "You had family that you left behind when you went into that prison for Toretto and he didn't even both to say thank you. Everyone was calling you a criminal and everyone from the races was finally realizing that you were the traitor cop." I turn back to him. "When I finally went back none of them trusted me, they thought I was a cop, and then without you around…." I let out a sigh. "I'm really not trying to put the blame on you but I'm just so…."

"Angry?" He asks, and I nod my head. "It'll be okay, I promise you just have to give it time and don't hold in your anger it'll only cause more problems." He whispers as he walks over to me and engulfs me in a hug. I rest my head on his shoulder. "Just promise you'll be honest with me from now on." I don't like lying, especially to Brian but I just feel it in my gut that I can't make this promise to him.

So, I stay silent and hold onto him. I feel him hold onto me even more as we just stand there and listen to each other breath and he realizes that I'm not going to promise it.