A/N: To my WONDERFUL readers I am changing this from a Dom/OC to Vince/OC with a slight Dom/OC. My character will not have a full relationship with Dom till the fourth (technically the third) movie and as always Brian/Mia.
A/N:All outfits, cars, and such are on my profile page
A/N:Italic is implied sarcasm. Italic is also thoughts.
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Pressure
Third Person P.O.V.
When Brian comes back down the stairs he sees a smirking Dom and Letty heading up the stairs. His arm is slung around Letty neck, who is looking might pleased with herself. Brian instantly noticed that Vince, and Leon are just ahead of him.
"Yo! You know you own me and ten second car, right?" Dom asks smugly and Letty says, "Oh shit." giggling and pulling him up the stairs. Suddenly the music is louder than ever as he turns back around. Brian eyes Vince, Leon and Jessie cautiously.
"You wipe the seat?" Vince asks mockingly. Brian eyes them and the room, noting the gun on the coffee table.
"Jesus Christ! Would you cut the shit, already?!" Mia says rushing over and grabbing Vince's arm when he starts to advance towards Brian. "Come on!" She says pushing Vince backwards before turning to Brian with a half smile, "Come on, let go get me a drink."
"Come on man, we were just about to get along!" Leon calls out as they walk away and Jessie lays a restraining hand on Vince's chest. Brian continues to eye them as he follows Mia around the corner. Enter the kitchen he smiles and asks, "So what do you want?"
"Anything, as long as it's cold." Mia says, leaning against the dresser. Brian grabs a Snapple tea and turns around.
"You know, my brother likes you. He usually doesn't like anybody." She remarks.
"He's a complicated guy." Brian says with a shrug.
"Yeah? What about you?" She asks and he glances down at the ground before answering, "I'm simpler."
"You're a shitty liar." She says before taking a sip.
"Well, I'll take that as a compliment." Brian says with a grin, leaning next to her and putting his arm around her.
"But there's a problem." Mia says leaning into him.
"What's that?" He asks, teasingly.
"You need to get some sleep. And you definitely, definitely need a shower. Come on. I'll take you home." She says, getting up. Brian watches her walk out with a grin. Setting down his beer he races to catch up with her. As she leads him through the crowd, he catches a glimpse of the blond haired woman making out with Vince.
"Who's the girl?" He calls out and Mia turns.
"She's Vince. " She says as if that explains everything and slips out the front door. After saying goodbye to Mia, he trudge into the back room of Harry's and collapse into the bed. As soon as his head hits the pillow he fall into a deep slumber for the second time in weeks.
Brian's alarm clock/radio goes off and he groan. He whip his comforter off him, turn off his fan, and slip out of bed. He head into his bathroom, and pause a moment to turn on the shower so it can heat up. He get undressed and slip into the shower. Brian step under the spray and flinch, the water is burning hot. He stand there for a few minutes to let his body adjust to heat.
Once his body adjusts to the temperature he step under the spray and rest his forehead against the cool tiles. The hot water cascades over his body he shake his head and grab his body wash. Brian take his time lathering his hair and body with soap and shampoo before rinsing off. The water is starting to cool down so he quickly lather his hair up with conditioner before rinsing that out. Brian reach down, turn off the water, and wrap a towel around his waist.
Getting dressed, he grab the keys to Harry's truck and head off to work. He's just cruising along when all the suddenly a nondescript black car turns on the police sirens races after him. Pulling the car to the curb, Brian turns the car off.
"Show me your hands. " Brian sticks his hands out the window. "Very good. Now open the door." He slowly open the door and steps out.
"Put your hands on your head. Behind your head. Face the front of the vehicle, walk backwards towards the rear." The voice says and Brian quickly does.
"Take two steps to your right. Stop right there."
"What did I do?" Brian asks as a officer comes and frisks him.
"Shut up. He's clean, Sarge." The guy says before handcuffing him. He shoves Brian in the back seat of the car. Brian can't fight the grin that crosses his face as he thinks of the couple of different times Meredith and he were in the back of a cop car. Only when the car stops does he realize that they had been moving. They pull up to a house with lots of cars in the drive.
"Damn! Muse, will you take these things off? Fuck. You put them on so tight." Brian says turning his back to Muse.
"I like realism." Muse says with a grin, unlocking the handcuffs.
"You never know who's watching, Brian." Tanner warns as he leads them across a bridge. Brian looks around and whistles, "Nice crib, Sergeant. It's a lot nicer than the last place you confiscated." He says and Tanner turns around and smiles.
"Ain't it? Eddie Fisher built this house for Elizabeth Taylor in the '50s."
"You see, even the cops|are Hollywood in Hollywood." Brian says to Muse before enter the house. Inside it is busy. There are cops everywhere.
"Okay, here he is, fresh from Toretto's hot rod heaven." Tanner jokes to Agent Bilkins.
"That was an $80,000 vehicle, Officer." The Agents says sharply and Brian looks at Tanner is disbelief.
"You told him what happened?" Brian asks and Tanner nods, "He knows."
"Hey, you know what? Why don't you send the bill to Johnny Tran." Brian sasses unable to stop himself.
"The kid's giving me attitude? It doesn't speak well for police FBI relations, Tanner." Bilkins says and Tanner shakes his head.
"What is this? Come on, I walk in the door and the guy's already-"
"All right, all right. We'll talk, okay? Let's talk about it. " Tanner says then turns to Muse who had sat down at a computer, "Muse, why don't you make us four iced cappuccinos, please?" before herding Brian up the stairs.
"Regular or decaf, Sarge?" Muse and and Tanner says, "Decaf, I think." before sitting down.
"Four hijackings in two months,|and we have nothing. The DVD players and digital cameras|are worth $1.2 million...which brings the grand total to $6 million plus." Bilkins repeats what he told Brian before.
"We're in the political cross-hairs now, Brian. That's why you're undercover." Tanner says trying to keep thing civil.
"You want that detective badge fast, kid.|And you want to know something? The FBI can help, if you come through for us." Bilkins says.
"What does the truck-driver say? "Brian asks taking a sip of his iced coffee.
"He gave us the same M. Honda Civics, precision driving...the same green neon glow from under the chassis. Lab says the skidmarks came back the same: Mashamoto ZX tires. So, we know it's somebody in the street-racing world. If we don't make this case, the truckers will take matters into their own hands. I tell them we're close. Are you going to make me a liar?" Bilkins asks and Brian secretly rolls his eyes.
"Look, what do we know? We know this world revolves around Toretto, right? I'm not saying that he's the one that's popping these trucks...but I can guarantee he knows who is. It's just a matter of time until I win-"
"You want time, buy the magazine. We don't have time. Just get me something I can use." Bilkins snarks. He turns and sits down at his desk, clearly signaling to them that this conversation is over. Sighing Brian follows Tanner out of the house and to one of the bridges.
"Is Harry cooperating?" Tanner asks concerned. Tanner has come to consider Brian like a son to him.
"Like a guy that'll do time|for receiving stolen property if he doesn't."
"What kind of vibe is he getting from Toretto?" Tanner asks.
"He's scared of him,|but he doesn't think he's jacking trucks. He's too controlled for that." Brian says with a couple of hand gestures.
"Wait. Not that I want to contradict|Harry's fine judge of character...but Toretto did hard time for nearly beating a guy to death. He's got nitrous oxide in his blood|and a gas tank for a brain. Do not turn your back on him." Tanner says, unease growing in him.
"Tanner, I'm gonna need another car." Brian says with a smirk walking out. Only when Brian reaches the makeshift garage does he realize that they didn't bring the truck that Harry gave him. He didn't have any way to get back to Echo Park.
~~Time Skip~~
Meredith decided she would have to man up and get used to Brian hanging around with the crew. It seems like Brian would become a permanent member of the crew and if he was lucky (Which she never had known him not to be) Mia's boyfriend. It still was going to take her some time to get used to.
"You're not focused." Vince says coming up behind her and wrapping his arms loosely around her waist. He rests his head on her shoulder as she melts into him.
"I know I just...have some things on my mind." Meredith says with a sigh.
"That's probably why you've been tightening the same bolt for the last ten minutes." He teases and she flushes bright red. Luckily the sound of a tow truck backing up to the garage saves her from have to make up some excuse that Vince most certainty will not believe. He brought a shitty looking, beat up red car. Dom taps Jessie on the arm and the two of them head over to Brian.
"What the hell is this?|What do you got me?" Dom asks amused. He uses his hand to lean against the wall.
"This is your car." Brain says with a grin and ta-da motion. Meredith slips up behind Letty to watch their interaction.
"My car? I said a 10-second car, not a 10-minute car." Dom says and Brian laughs. Since Meredith has lived with Brian she knows that he must have a trick up his sleeve.
"You could push this across the finish line, or tow it." Jessie says while smacking the bumper. Everyone laughs including Mia. She may not races cars but she certainly know a hell of a lot about cars. Enough to know that this car is a piece of crap.
"You couldn't even tow that across the finish line." Dom says, as Brian looks behind him a Mia.
"No faith." He says insulted but he's still smiling.
"Oh, I have faith in you, but this isn't a junkyard." He says gesturing to the car, "This is a garage."
"Pop the hood." Brian says in a daring tone.
"Pop the hood?" Dom repeats questioningly.
"Pop the hood." Brian says. With a gesture Dom motions for the tow-truck driver to lower the car. With minutes it is on the ground and Jessie is rooting around for the crowbar. Meredith does not miss the looks that both Brian and Mia give each other when they think no one is watching.
"2JZ engine. No shit." Jessie says digging around in the engine to see if there are any salvageable parts.
"What did I tell you?" Brian says smugly.
"I retract my previous statement." Dom says, looking at the engine appreciatively.
"You know what? This will decimate all after you put about $15,000 in it. Or more, if we have to overnight parts from Japan." Jessie says coming up for air. Dom nods and crosses his arms.
"We'll put it on my tab at Harry's."
"Yes!" Jessie says excited to have a new project.
"I gotta get you racing again so I can make some money off your ass. There's a show down in the desert called Race Wars. That's where you'll do it." Dom says and Brian grins happily. A big part of him missed this world.
" I'll tell you what. When you're not working at Harry's, you're working here. If you can't find the right tool in this garage, Mr. Arizona...you don't belong near a car." Dom calls as he heads over to his car.
"He owns you now." Mia leans in and tells Brian before sauntering away. He stares after her a long while before turning back to Jessie.
RING! RING! RING!
Rolling over Brian stuffs his head farther into his pillow and then blindly reaches out with his hand out to find his phone. He find it on the floor and press answer. "Ello. This is Brian."
"Brian, This is Harry."
"What do you want?" Brian asks annoyed.
"We had most the parts Dom needed. I need you to come help load them up and take them over." Sighing Brian realizes that his lazy off work day has been canceled. Most of all though, Brian feels the invisible pressure that the FBI is putting on him and he honestly doesn't know if he can live up to it.
"Be over in 5." He says before abruptly hanging up. Throwing on a pair of semi clean clothes, Brian grabs the keys to Harry's truck and head off to work. The long snaking traffic prevented Brian from getting to Harry's quickly.
"Stupid idiot!" Brian mutter quietly to himself, agitatedly walking into The Racers Edge.
"What's wrong, Arizona?" Dom asks behind Brian and he jumps.
"Huh? Oh, stupid, moronic drivers, that's all." He says and Dom grins.
"You should hear Mere-Bear when she goes off on a rant." He says with a chuckle. He looks around the shop as if to motion her over but doesn't find her.
"Is she "Vince's girl"? Who is she away?" Brian asks unable to hide his curiosity as he leads them to the back room. Dom stiffens at the words "Vince's Girl" before relaxing. I mean that statement is pretty true, she is Vince's girl now. All because he's a fucking idiot.
"Where'd you hear that she was "Vince's girl"?" Dom asks.
"I saw a blonde girl making out with Vince at your party and ask Mia who she was. She only replied with "She's Vince's" like that explained everything." Brian says.
"It kinda does. She was someone we invited into the crew about 4 months ago. She became Vince's. Anything else you want to know you'll just have to ask her. " Dom says solemnly before turning and whistling to catch the teams attention. The all turn and file into the back room to help load up the truck. With all of them helping it doesn't take long for them to get the truck loaded up and be on there way.
"Y'all know the deal. Unpack the stuff so we can start tearing this car apart!" Dom calls out as the rest of the team is getting out of their cars. Everyone hops to and the truck his unloaded in no time.
"Hey, some of us are going over to the restaurant you comin?" Leon calls out to Brian, moments later.
"He can't. Jessie wants to see him." A voice says from off to the left of Leon.
"Sorry, man." Leon says with a smile before walking away. Looking over Brian scans the girl up and down. She's in camo shorts with a black halter vest (His sister was really fond of those) and a pair of black leather combat ankle boots.
"Can I know your name?" Brian asks with a smile. The woman steps of of the shadows but the snap-back hat she is wearing blocks his view from her face.
"I'll think about it." She promises. Brian's breathing hitches when he notices the curled silver dragon necklace that she has resting right in the hollow of her neck. Brian had got her that necklace for her on her fourteenth birthday. He was always calling her Draco which means dragon and thought the necklace would make the perfect gift, and he was right. She adored that necklace. He absentmindedly notices that belly piercing she has as she turns to walk away, her long blonde braid whipping around and almost smacking him in the face. He can feel his eyes widen when he catches sight of the black handgun nestle in the small of her back behind the waist band of her shorts.
"What's up, man?" Briana asks, entering the garage office and sitting down on a stool. Jessie inserts a disk and a image of the Supra appears on the computer screen.
"Tell me what you think about this. Koni adjustables. Gonna save us about 2 pounds. And they're gonna give us better traction for the hole shot. Plus Mere loves them." Jessie says and Brian watches in amazement.
"All right? This is your basic layout of the car. And that's pretty much what it could look like when it's finished. Red, green." Brian is amazed. Jessie should be going to MIT or something, and he tells him, exactly that.
"You should be going to MIT or something."
"Yeah, right." Jessie says but is secretly pleases. Meredith told him the exact same thing. "No, I got that... What's it called? That attention disorder-" He says moving his hands while trying to remember the name.
"ADD?" Brian fills in.
"Yes, that shit." Jessie nods, "Yeah. You know, I was good in algebra and like math and shit. Everything else I failed. Dropped out of school. I don't know. It's just something about engines...that calms me down, you know." Jessie asks and Brian nods.
"I have a little sister that says the same thing. She doesn't have ADD but she has told me a million times that engines calm her too." Brian says sadness coloring his voice, "Alright man, looks good." He says with a forced smile, clapping Jessie on the shoulder before walking out.
Brian misses his sister now more than ever. She loved this world. She loved cars. He can feel the tears welling up inside of him at the thought of her. But he doesn't let them fall. He has to be strong for her. Because Brian believes with all his heart that no matter what Meredith will find him. They always find each other. By accident or not.
Because they will always stick together.
Because for the two of them, blood is thicker than water.
Meredith where are you? I need you. I miss you. But most importantly I need my little sister.