Brian pulled up in front of the shack where Mia said that Dom was hiding. He could see just how much living with Carter had changed his perceptions as he snorted. "Well it ain't glitzy but I suppose no one will think to look for him here."

Mia shook her head in fond annoyance as Brian was definitely more snobby now. She would not be too happy until she had seen Dom and found out just what state he was in. Still she couldn't resist a small comment of, "Careful I think lover boy has spoilt you."

Brian shrugged as he really couldn't argue her point although he would probably argues that they did in fact spoil each other. He decided the best course of action was to remind her of why they were here, "Let's go find Dom."

They walked cautiously towards the door and Brian was smart enough to call out before opening it. He couldn't predict just how hyper-aware Dom would be especially if he was injured. He didn't bother to whisper his, "Dom?"

"In here," came the gruff slightly pained response.

Brian saw no point in delaying the inevitable and opened the door. Perhaps he was taking advantage of the fact that Dom was injured and couldn't fight back so he teased him. "Wow. You know when I said the bastard likes to kill his drivers I wasn't lying just FYI."

Dom was lying on the ratty couch which was probably causing more harm than good Brian thought. This time he wasn't being snobby – much. He was actually thinking in terms ofin terms of infections.

All he got for his question was a grunted, "He killed Letty what was I supposed to do?"

Brian sighed as it was clear that Dom was still treating him like a buster from five years ago. "You let me nail his sorry ass to the wall."

Dom hissed as Mia was using their argument as a distraction to treat his shoulder. "You have a plan?"

Brian huffed at the stupidity of the questions, as honestly, when it came to delivering justice both lawful and unlawful - Dom was the buster. He had gotten a crash course of unlawful vengeance living with Carter.

"Yeah I have a plan!" Brian said aggravated.

"Well what is it?" Dom was not going to let this go. He was like a dog with a bone in that respect.

Brian scoffed, "Carter and I are going to fleece his operation and then I was going to arrest his ass."

Dom heard the words and saw red. Brian was FBI and that was something he couldn't handle. He thought he would have Brian's support. It never occurred to him that there might be way more to the story. All Dom could hear were Brian's words that he was part of the group who had killed Letty. Later on he wouldn't be able to explain his actions - he went for Brian charging him like a bull. Dom was so angry and all he wanted to do was hurt Brian like he was hurting.

Brian could hear Mia's gasp but ignored it. He wasn't a stranger to Dom's anger and he was up and twisting his body out of the way before he could connect. He was sad Letty was gone but that was Stasiak's screw up not his so he refused to take the blame for that one. It would also be a cold day in hell before he would let anyone take a swing at him for something that was not his mess. "Not me Dom."

Dom was pissed and couldn't think straight, "Then who Mr FBI?"

"Agent Stasiak and fuck you … I don't want to work for them. I love Carter, and he and the law ain't ever gonna see eye to eye."

Dom just collapsed back on the floor panting and it finally hit him. He was starting to grieve for all that he had lost. He had lost Letty, L.A., home and his team – Brian. Losing all that was just too much for one man to take.

Mia could see the moment that the fight went out of her brother. She never thought she would see the day where her brother just sagged. His comment of, "I don't understand," was so broken and bitter that Mia's heart broke all over again.

Brian laughed bitterly as he understood the situation way too easily. It was part of his trouble he was too good at his job, even if he did blur the lines on occasions. It was for this reason that the authorities would overlook those blurred lines because they needed the results that he could bring. The trouble was that recently Brian had found himself with soft spots that they could exploit. "Well I was coerced into joining the FBI so that they could get Braga."

Dom was confused, "So why did they need me?"

Brian laugh hollowly, "Listen to me good, right now. If you listen to nothing else! Stasiak is using you and the minute he is done he will arrest you and throw your ass in jail."

"But what about the deal?" Dom asked confused – he had the paperwork.

Brian shook his head and explained it to Dom to make him see. "In Stasiak's eyes he is using a criminal to catch a criminal and then he will take the credit of having bagged both of you."

Dom would love to protest it but he would be dumb to. If there was one thing Brian knew it was the Fed's. He just wasn't sure where Brian fell in that spectrum. He didn't want to go to jail. It was the last thing he wanted - he flashed back to his and Brian's first heart to heart all those years ago. It was true what he'd said that he'd rather die, but maybe it was time to stop running and face the truth and the consequences of his actions?

Dom pushed those thoughts away, "You have a plan?"

Brian smirked, "Carter is pushing his connections for Braga's alias. Once we have it, I say we drive down to Mexico and drag him back."

Mia snorted as it was a simple if not inelegant plan. "Won't you get in trouble for doing so?"

Brian shrugged, "As far as the records show Brian O'Conner is in deep-deep undercover. If I drag him back it is because I am doing so due to a dispute with Carter and I."

Mia saw where Brian was going. "But all this relies on a name."

Brian nodded, "I'm not worried. Carter will get a name I just hope he doesn't resort to rats - it freaks out the guards." Mia and Dom shared a look at that but neither were brave enough to ask what he meant by rats. It seemed that their buster had grown in new and interesting ways since they'd parted ways.

Brian's phone ringing disturbed the awkward silence that was brewing. "Hey babe," he answered.

Mia watched the way Brian's face lit up at hearing the voice on the other end. She turned to look at her brother to see just how he was taking seeing this. She knew back then that there was some weird tangible connection between her brother and Brian. She'd assumed that eventually they probably would have gotten together. He was thunderstruck. Mia was seeing the realisation on her brother's face exactly what he'd lost out on. In truth what they had all lost out on. They should never have left Brian behind. It was true that to begin with he'd come with dishonest intentions but when it came down to it - he'd sided with the family.

Brian was pacing and looked pissed. "You mean to say we were next to the slimy shit in the club. Fucking hell we could have had LA weeks ago."

The response must have been good as Brian snorted, "Not an idiot Carter. I am calling you off an untraceable, off the grid phone darling ... plus whose fault is that I'm a bad agent?"

Brian rolled his eyes. "The plan is simple I'm driving to Mexico and I will drag Braga… Campos... whatever the hell he is calling himself back by his ass and then we can get on with our lives."

Mia listening to the determination in Brian's voice didn't doubt that he would attempt to do just. She was also guessing that his skill set had expanded so that he would be able to do just that. Her most fervent desire was that they were able to return in one piece. She saw how riled Brian was getting and she really wished that she could hear the other side of the conversation. "Oh well then I will be the unpredictable dangerous arm candy."

Mia quirked an eyebrow at Dom to see if he knew what was going on. She could guess that her brother had at least an inkling if not the full answer.

Dom was flashing back to the meeting - it had been illuminating. Brian had walked in on Verone's arm and there wasn't an inch of the buster in him. He was confident and poised and hot as fucking hell. Brian was cool and calm dealing with someone who personally made his skin crawl. He was watching Brian plot the downfall of the guy that had ordered Letty's death. He wasn't sure though if that would be enough. Yes, he would be glad to know that the scum couldn't harm anyone else. However he was not the one that had actually killed Letty. If he had learnt anything in the last five years was that he was sick of running and if he was going back to Jail then he wanted to make it count. He would see this Fenix dead if it was the last thing that he did.

Brian closed his cell, still pacing a little like he hadn't managed to let go of all his anger. Dom though was never one to shy away from a comfortable conversation, "Who is it?"

Brian's voice was dead and flat almost like he couldn't decide if he was pissed or found the whole thing really funny. "Braga is Campos."

Dom definitely did not see the funny side, "You're fucking with me."

Brian shook his head, "Nope. I say we go to Mexico. Drag him out of whatever hole he is hiding in and drag him back to the US."

Dom frowned, "That can't be legal."

Brian snorted, "I'm not so caring about trivial matters like that anymore."

Mia grinned, "Yeah his boyfriend is kind of a drug lord."

Brian would have argued but she had a point. "Yeah too bad the FBI didn't agree."

Mia understood where he was going, and she could imagine just how they had strong armed Brian into doing what they wanted. Still Dom was right - if they kidnapped Braga then it would not be legal. So what could they do?

Brian had the worst type of mischievous look that boded ill for whoever had earned his wrath. In this case Mia was inclined not to care as they were responsible for Letty's death. "I'm not going to kidnap him. Dom is. I will rescue Braga once we are across the border and once he is on our soil then he will be easy for me to arrest ... Of course Dom will be free to escape in the chaos and not get arrested.

If only Dom was not intending to throw a wrench into those plans