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Euphoria, Furious Six

Fast and the Furious

Chapter VII - Volare


Germany

"They always disappear on this road," Fuentes told Hobbs and the agents that were sitting behind them in the car Hobbs drove. "All witnesses have mentioned one special thing in common; two trucks block the view right on this road between that gas station we just passed and the bridge over there," she said and nodded towards a bridge that crossed the highway.

Hobbs eyed the trucks they passed suspiciously. "So the Hondas we are looking for must somehow cooperate with the trucks?"

"Apparently," an agent from the backseat stated before adding. "It's called code 5231,"

As Monica turned around in her seat to look at him, Hobbs threw a glance in the rearview mirror.

"I grew up in the Bronx. I know how you can use trucks as cover for illegal stuff," he continued.

"But do you have any idea how the cars disappear of all sudden when the trucks block the view?" Fuentes asked the agent.

He shrugged as a response. "If there is no secret road leading from the highway, I'd say the Hondas drive under the a truck further forward in the line containing trucks and somehow get lifted into it,"

Monica nodded, putting together his suggestion of how it all happened. "Good job, William. We might have the answer then,"


The suite in Crowne Plaza Hotel was filled with a crying sound, coming from the baby Mia was cradling. She rocked it back and forth, hushing it once in a while when she took a break from singing to it.

She was alone in the bedroom she and Brian had received. A crib had been ordered up by Gisele and it had arrived hours ago but Alessandra hadn't been tired enough to fall asleep yet.

Tears were created around her eyeballs in frustration as she tried to silence her child for a single moment but it was profoundly impossible. She was exhausted and would have loved to give her to Brian for a brief moment, but she was well aware that he worked just right outside in the livingroom with Han.

Gisele, Mia's hero, entered the room and closed the door behind her so Brian and Han wouldn't t be disturbed by the constant screaming.

"Let me take her Mia. You look so tired," she said, looking just as gorgeous as always while Mia looked like a total wreck.

"Thank you," Mia exhaled and handed Alessandra over to Gisele, who immediately began cradling her like Mia previously had done.

"I love you," Mia let out an outworn whisper as she crashed down onto the bed, falling complete headlong into sleep.


"I'm in!" Han exclaimed happily and placed his hands behind his head as he leaned satisfied backwards in the couch.

When the waited respond never occurred, he gazed over to Brian who was asleep.

"Parents," he muttered and rolled his eyes.

Gisele came out of the room and walked over to the couches. She caressed an armchair before plopping down with closed eyes, trying to relax for a while. Ever since the vacation was supposed to begin after years of work, they had once again begun working. Always work. Work, work, work. Although she didn't mind since it happened to be about Letty, but after this – she'd love to take a long vacation for real. Just her and Han, lying on a beach somewhere on a deserted island with shore crabs as only neighbours.

"Has the baby fallen asleep?" Han asked her in a low voice, not having a desire of waking up Brian, Mia nor Alessandra. All from that family seemed to be much tense and ill-tempered lately.

She nodded and her smile grew wider. "She is so wonderful. I have never been committed to a child in my life so it's nice to have one around,"

"I guess," Han smiled wryly, slight frightened she may have some hidden message somewhere in there behind her words.

She nodded. "Hopefully they won't leave too soon. I'd like to get to know…," she silenced as Brian stirred and sat up, yawned largely and rubbed his eyes.

He looked strangely at them, trying to figure out where he was and why Gisele plus Han were in the same room as him.

"Letty," Han said the keyword which in an instant brought Brian back to senses.

"Oh, right," Brian remembered the reason why he wasn't in São Pedro. "For how long did I sleep?"

"About a couple of hours," Gisele replied calmly.

"So, what's happening now?"

Han moved the laptop over to Brian. "There is a program installed, making all cameras in the country to recognize Letty's face. When it shows up; the screen will tell us," he told Brian.

Brian hanged over the computer in silence until he finally said something. "You have hacked yourself into the FBI's database,"

"Yeah?"

"Which means we are capable of finding out, and so are they,"

Trying to be a bit optimistic, Gisele tried to make them see it from the positive side. "It's the best we got. And frankly, this means they have as big chance as we do to catch her. Plus actually we know her," She needed something to cheer her up due the circumstances.

When Brian raised an eyebrow she was fast to add. "At least you two do,"

The three of them took a deep breath and leaned backwards into the couches once again deep in their thoughts.

"Now you go to sleep. We need to be strong when she appears," Gisele broke the peaceful silence. "The last thing we need is getting caught by the lack of sleep and simply tiredness. FBI is a tiny step ahead of us and we need to concentrate to get her before someone else does," she said firmly and received a mumbled 'got it' from both tired men.


Brian's longed nap ended when the laptop started beeping quietly and flashed. He opened his eyes slowly as Han put his blanket tiredly over his head, continuing his sleep.

Gisele on the other hand sat up wide awake and knelt in front of the electronic item that was put on the coffee table.

"Is it Letty?" Brian whispered to her and knelt next to her.

"Yes it is," she declared. Brian studied the picture that recently had been taken and identified her. Wearing a black leather jacket and black skinny pants with boots - did give her away in an instant. Her long curly hair was dark in a black colour as it was placed in a higher ponytail than she used to have. And by the picture taken, she carried around with something that was surrounded in a blanket. He browsed down to see the address.

"What is she caring around?" Gisele had noticed the odd feature in Letty's embrace and zoomed in. It was too blur though to see anything except for the features.

"It could be anything," Brian shrugged, not really interested in whatever Letty walked around with. It could be a bunch of blankets as much as it could be a gun. He helped Gisele to stand up. Han's snoring left them with the knowledge he wouldn't participate in their little night-adventure. Or in fact, 4.30 am probably refers to the morning.

"Come on," Gisele urged and practically jumped into her shoes. No high heels but low boots and a trench coat from Burberry. She tightened the belt around it and fixed her hair as Brian had problems with the shoelaces.

He pushed the door close after him since it locked itself and ran with Gisele towards the elevators. Well down in the underground-garage of the hotel, Gisele jumped into the front seat in her car and Brian took the driver seat, literally stomping on the accelerator.

"Sign with Hannover?" Brian asked and circled around the center of the city while Gisele tried to read the signs in the fast and spinning pace.

"Over there!" she exclaimed when she read 'Hannover' on a sign. She pointed into the direction and burst out again. "That way!"

Brian drove right away into that direction and it didn't take long until they were out of Berlin.

"The gas station is somewhere outside Potsdam, which isn't that far," he told Gisele who unfolded the laptop.

"Do you think Hobbs and Fuentes already are out on the roads?" she asked Brian.

"Yeah, why wouldn't they?"

Gisele took a deep breath, trying to detect a brilliant idea but failed.


Leon was inside the store to pay for the refuels while the girls walked along the shelves of groceries and other junk.

Lia walked between them with Diane glued right to her side. She had been firm to keep Diane in sight since the only thing she did on her spare time was dialling the drug dealer's number to buy marijuana. Her now red straddling hair and pale face made her look like a ghost, even more than she had done weeks ago. Every since Gerry's death she had lost weight too. Nowadays the definition of Diane should be something like 'a walking bone'. Several times, Lia had tried to heave a hot dog or pizza into Diane's mouth but it had only influenced vomiting and angry glares being shot at her.

"Hey Lia?"

Lia stood on her toes to catch Leon's eyes over the shelves from the counter. He pointed towards the bathroom and she rolled her eyes before returning to picking out her favorite candy.

She glanced into Letty's direction to make sure she was there. The Latin-American was walking with her daughter around the baby-section. Shelves were filled with cans that contained baby food. Her eyes travelled among them in search for Elaine's favorite when she of all sudden heard Diane's phone ring in the distance.

"Hello?" Diane's weak but yet tough voice answered.

It was quite for a while until Diane mumbled something before hanging up. Her eyes met Letty's straight away, telling her something was wrong.

Letty walked over to Lia who examined Diane and kept looking worriedly over her.

"Well? Feel free to inform me, chica," Lia demanded from Diane. They always acted like sisters who constantly fought over the stupidest things but in the end of the day; they would curl up against each other and give one another a warm bear hug.

"Why do you even call me 'chica'? You're Italian, remember?" Diane spat at Lia who frowned.

"Yeah, but you know my mom was Spaniard. Now spill!"

Diane took a look around the surroundings to make sure nobody was eavesdropping on their conversation.

"Baljeet called," Diane said in a hushed voice. "He said people have installed an identifier on the military database. Which means every camera in the country can recognize Letty," she nodded towards the CCTV in the corner of the room.

"You're kidding?" Letty scowled at the information. She could only imagine how Konrad had reacted when he had found out.

Diane shook her head while caressing Elaine's cheek with her fingertip. "You and I need to get out of here now. It's you they are looking for and if they find us here; they will take us all in," she said and grabbed Letty's upper arm to force her with her out of the gas station.

"At least they can't get our license plates," Diane stated cockily with a voice full of smugness when she approached the Hondas that they had parked on the edge of the parking, out of reach for the sight of the camera.


Beijing, China

Once again when Elena entered the empty apartment, she found Dom outside. He leaned on the railing and gazed over the city, so caught up in his thoughts he hadn't noticed her presence. Firstly when she cleared her throat, he snapped out of his trance and smiled wryly at her.

"Hey," he greeted her.

Elena smiled slightly but then shook her head. She took a deep breath and strolled over to his side.

"You hate this place, don't you?" she asked him carefully.

He turned to her astonished. "Excuse me?" He must have heard wrongly.

Elena though kept her eyes over the view, examining the city and skyscrapers that surrounded them.

"You shouldn't be here if you don't want to," she sighed.

Dom frowned now really confused at her. "What are you talking about?" he demanded.

Putting his hand under her chin, forcing her to face him; made her continue. "It doesn't take a mind reader to see that you aren't happy here,"

"I am happy-,"

"Dom," Elena cut him off with her soft voice. "I am here to work, to catch the employees of Emilio's murderer. It can take several months and even years. I cannot ask you to stay here with me when all you want right now is to live near your family. You want to see your niece grow up,"

Even though he previously had denied her statement, the sincerity in her sentence was the veracity and they both knew it.


Outside Berlin, Germany

Lia finally walked up to the cash register and put her candy on it, observant the environment apparently would swift into a police station within the next minutes. Damn Leon who literally took the whole day in the bathroom. If he had been faster they could've had a chance to get out of there before people from the right side of the law stormed through the doors.

Being one of the smarter ones of the team, she decided she had to keep her mouth as shut as she could. If the staff noticed her being a fluent speaker in English the chance of them telling the Feds were bigger. And naturally FBI would connect her to the heists and Letty.

"Willst du aunch kaffee?" the fat lady behind the cash register asked Lia who did her best to not show her confusion. Without a word, she put a 10 € bill on the counter to only pay for the candy, in hope it would shut the lady.

In the exact same time, Leon came out of the bathroom. Lia snatched the candy and left the staff lady with the exchange as she quickly pulled Leon with her on her way out.

"We have to get out of here. FBI will be all over the place in two!" she hissed under her breath and ran out of the building towards their cars.


As Brian and Gisele drove into the parking, a black Honda almost drove into them in its fast pace. Brian honked and slammed on the brakes as he got a brief glimpse of the two persons sitting in it. A tanned woman with black hair and another dude that seemed a bit familiar. When they drove around the corner, he managed to catch the licence plate; HB-17-34. Not leaving a second thought to anything but Letty, he parked in a parking lot and hurried to the store with Gisele right behind.

All that had to be done was getting Letty's ass out of there and bring her to the hotel if he so would have to tie her up and carry her.

They entered the store and quickly scanned it. There was no sign of Letty.

"Come on, Letty," Brian panted to no one in particular. Gisele on the other hand took advantage of the very few moments they would have before Hobbs would be there. She hurried through the store in case Letty had crouched behind a shelf or simply hid behind something.

When she felt someone grabbing her shoulder, she swirled around prepared to slap the attacker, but stopped actions when she saw Brian's face.

"I'm going into the surveillance room to get the tape of her. Watch out if Hobbs arrives before I get back," he told her.

In the exact second Brian had disappeared behind a door into the surveillance room, she heard the familiar words being called out.

"FBI! Do not move!"

An in an instant all people inside the store started screaming in panic and raise their arms. Gisele watched the agents examine the place and especially the faces. Her heart throbbed brutally as Monica studied her for a longer moment than necessary. Surely she recalled the woman from the restaurant, but fortunately Gisele had hidden well behind the plants.

She let out the breath she wasn't aware she had been holding when Fuentes moved her eyes to another female.

"Does anyone in here speak English?" Fuentes yelled over the place.

Gisele gazed at the many agents and noticed that Hobbs wasn't present.

"I speak little English," a middle-aged woman said in a clear German accent.

The safest way to not get too involved with FBI was to not show any avoiding and fear towards them. In other words, reveal there was something to hide. Therefore, Gisele decided to speak up for herself. They would interrogate her sooner or later anyhow.

"I speak English," she said, happy for once she had an accent. It was be worse for Brian though. If they would check fingerprints and facial features they would both be screwed. Not to mention that Monica knew Brian.

Gisele had gained Fuentes' attention. The agent walked over to her and fumbled up a notebook. "I have to ask you a few simple questions and I need you to think very carefully before you reply,"

Gisele nodded.

"When did you enter this store?"

Gisele thought about it for a moment. "Two minutes ago, tops,"

After Fuentes had written it down she carried on. "Did you hear anyone speak English?"

Gisele considered the question. "No, not really,"

Fuentes raised an eyebrow. "And what are you doing here?"

Being slightly aback taken from her new question caused Gisele's heart to skip a few beats. "I-I needed to refuel my car,"

Fuentes nodded and wrote it down. "I'll return to you in a few minutes. Do not leave this place," she said firmly to Gisele before she interrogated an elder lady that drank coffee from a take-away cup.

Gisele threw glances in the direction of the door where Brian had gone. She started feeling nauseous of fear that they would get discovered now. They were dancing on the limit-line. Monica's statement that she'd be back for Gisele didn't make it any better. She'd probably take her fingerprints then.

Suddenly she heard Monica say the sentence she absolutely couldn't stand.

"I'm going to the surveillance room to check out the CCTV. It has obviously caught her on tape," she told an agent.

Without any hesitate, Gisele squeezed her eyes remorsefully. "I'm so going to hell," she let out as she quickly placed her foot in front of the elder lady that tripped on it and fell headlong on Fuentes, spilling all of the hot coffee over her.

As soon as Gisele knew her trick had worked, she backed a few steps to not get connected to the event.

"Shit!" Fuentes burst out angrily and shook her arms, trying to somehow splash the liquid away from her shirt.

"I am sorry. I am so sorry," the elder lady tried to apologize to Monica who immediately felt guilty and apologized herself.

"No, I'm sorry. I was just taken off guard," Monica tried to sooth the devastated old woman. She then turned around to one of her agents at the same time as Brian sneaked behind the shelves towards Gisele.

"Can anybody help me remove this!" Monica yelled frustrated over the place and gained everyone's attention.

Brian grabbed Gisele's arm, taking the opportunity while the agents had to please their boss. They hurried out of the store and ran towards the black Lexus.

"You got the tape?" Gisele asked when she closed the front seat door after her.

"Yep," Brian said and threw it down into her lap as he drove off.


São Pedro

The car parked on the driveway outside Mia and Brian's house. The air was still moistly from the raining and the wind that blew was fresh, but something was nevertheless too peaceful.

No light escaped the from the beach house's windows, nor was any noise heard except for the waves that hit the shore.

Even if the flowers and plants were alive, something about how the fabric on the hammock fluttered in the breeze made the house look abandoned. Adding the dark clouds to the image made the sight look like coming from a thriller movie.

Dom narrowed his eyes and let them take another look over the beach house. Why wasn't Alessandra screaming or something?

It was very quiet. Too quiet.

But since none of them were visible or heard, so on their car, he assumed they went grocery shopping. But just in case, he knocked firmly on the door. The booms coming from it echoed creapily in the silenced area.

Getting no response or sign there was someone there, he lifted a heavy pot nearby where he knew the key was put below. He unlocked the door and entered the house, shoving the suitcases inside.

"Hello?" he called out, awaiting the reply. "Anybody home? Mia? Brian?"

"Hello?" he yelled again as he walked into the livingroom. Figuring out they probably only were at the market store, he strolled pleased into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. Naturally, he'd feel company as long as he had a Corona in his hand, which was the precise drink he snatched.

He had just opened it and taken the first sip when a thud of the door slamming closed made him jump.

He sneaked back to the hallway, examined it but found it to his relief completely empty. But the fact that Mia, Brian and Alessandra weren't around made him deeply concerned. Had a kidnapper broken into this house and taken them? And was the person or persons back now to take him and Elena as well? He waved the thoughts away as he recalled the wind outside.

He took a deep breath of relief and shook his head. Mia always complained about his suspicion so he may as well follow her suggestion and relax a bit.

Doing so, he plopped down on the couch with the remote lying on his stomach after finding a normal channel.


Outside Berlin, Germany

An attractive woman was standing somewhere in front of the gas station with her back against it. She had her long, beautiful, flat blonde hair falling down over her shoulders. The attire was a beige suit with a skirt and high heels from Christian Louboutin. One of the reasons she had been hired by the channel. Only to keep her as a reporter received many views. Obviously guys loved to watch the news as soon as she was on the TV screen with her million-dollar smile and a microphone below her mouth.

The cameraman in front of her struggled with the heavy item resting on his shoulder and in his hands while doing his best to keep both the reporter and the background in the recording tape.

"Five, four, three, two, one," he counted down until a beep was sound as they were aware the film was rolling.

"Hello, this is Karen Tyler speaking for CNN. We are now standing outside the gas station 1 mile outside Berlin where FBI is searching for offenders that cooperate with the wanted arms dealer George Stevens, an Englishman all countries of Europe are looking for.

Information has leaked the Englishman has some sort of team work with a German empire that possesses many stolen weapons from the German army. The military and government say it is of extreme importance the trade gets stopped. Weapons as atomic bombs and hydrogen bombs have been occupied by the still unknown German who bosses the heists on autobahn.

Hours before it was confirmed from CCTV; one of the staff from the crew that performs the heists is the infamous hijacker Leticia Ortiz who also has been connected to Dominic Toretto, highly wanted in the United States and South America. She has been caught several times on cameras and it's now established she was never killed. To clarify the odd situation; the police in Los Angeles has come to a conclusion to exhume the chest on her cemetery and later on send the analysts DNA,"

The camera beeped and the cameraman lowered the electronic item with a sigh.

Karen took a deep breath and shook her head. "This job sucks. I'm going to have to chase that Monica Fuentes agent down and press her out of more information," she told her co-worker before she hurried over to the entrance where FBI agents with sunglasses pushed the crowd backwards, mostly consisting of nosey reporters like herself.


São Pedro

A silence swarmed the beach house in São Pedro except for the TV voices coming from the screen. Dom's eyelids were dropping of tiredness. He held the remote in his hand while resting on the couch, the thought kept crossing his mind about where Mia and Brian had gone with his newborn niece.

He was just about to fall asleep when he saw the beautiful woman on the TV screen moving her lips. She was apparently speaking but Dom didn't have the strength to press the volume button down. Instead he watched the woman move in silence, a woman Letty would call skank.

Slowly, he moved his finger to the volume button and pressed it down to hear the woman speak in a low voice. "... Karen Tyler speaking for CNN - Breaking News. We are now standing outside the gas station 1 mile outside Berlin," - Karen Tyler. What a nice name for a nice woman like her. Dom grinned at the thought of having her in a bed right for the moment.

Liking her voice, he pressed down the volume button to hear her speak clearer. "... cooperate with the wanted arms dealer George Stevens, an Englishman all countries of Europe are looking for. Information has leaked the Englishman has some sort of team work with a German empire that possesses many stolen weapons from the German army. The military and government say it is of extreme importance the trade gets stopped,"

He turned his gaze to the clock hanging on the wall. It was in the middle of night now. Mia and Brian should have been home.


A/N: I know this chapter was a bit long. But I still hope you liked it :)