Owen made his way through the dregs of Mexico where he knew one Leticia Ortiz would be staying with her friend Leon. He had been following them for two days once he found out where they were staying. He listened to Letty bitch about Dom not showing up yet with a small possibility that Brian maybe took him to jail in the end. He let her catch a quick glance of him at the market but it was all a part of his plan.

It had been 11 years since he'd let Brian go and he didn't like the closeness Brian was creating with this new group of people. Brian had been good at following his orders until he had met Dominic Toretto undercover and that pissed Owen off to no end. He was going to get Brian back and he wasn't going to play fair either. He currently didn't know where Brian was and that was very dangerous to not know. He thought Brian was going to be his protege and his lover but even he could admit that he'd made key mistakes with that. He had trained Brian how to fly under the radar and that was exactly what Brian was doing. Owen was standing next to a metal shed and with that thought he punched the side panel.

He knew one way to get Letty on his side and that would bring Brian and Dom out of the woodwork. He let an evil grin slide onto his face and he went to wait on her. He walked inside their small house and found Leon in the kitchen scrubbing grease off his hands. Leon turned around at the noise Owen made and he almost yelled at the guy until he saw Owen with a small semi-automatic.

Owen sneered, "Sit down and keep your hands on the table."

Leon followed directions, sensing he didn't want to get on the wrong side of this man or his gun.

"Where's the girl with you?"

"Ummm." Leon started and then Owen detached safety off the trigger. "She's at the market and stopping by the garage." Leon scrambled to get out.

"Does she have a mobile phone?" Owen inquired

"We both do."

"Call her and tell her you need her here."

Leon reached carefully for his phone in his pocket and speed dialed Letty's number. She answered, "Yeah man. What's up? I'm at the shop."

Leon took a deep breath and said, "I need you to come home. I'm having trouble starting the lawn mower."

"Dude the grass can wait. I'm trying to get them to lower the price of the parts we ordered."

"Let..."

Owen took the phone from Leon and growled into the phone, "If you're not here in fifteen minutes, your friend get his brains blown all over this rather small kitchen."

"Who the fuck are you?" Letty yelled into her phone. Her temper was coming back to forefront and she didn't know what would happen if she was near this guy.

"I'm Owen and I just wanted to sit down and have a nice chat with you. Catch you up about what happened after you and this young man left LA."

"Okay. Give me a few minutes. I'm almost done here."

"Fifteen minutes Leticia." Then he clicked off the phone and sat it on the table. He went over to the refrigerator and looked through the contents and decided orange juice would be the safest. He found clean cups and poured himself some juice. He looked around the kitchen and then back to Leon who hadn't moved. "Leticia sounds like a spitfire when you wind her up."

Leon didn't know if he was supposed to respond so he just nodded his head.

Owen ran his hand over his hair and said, "If I talk to you then you can talk, just don't talk out of turn and you'll have another day to breathe."

Leon went to nod again but stopped himself mid motion and said, "Letty's pretty wound up right now not knowing what's going on with Dom."

"Well I have news and I'll tell you both when she gets here. Twelve minutes. How far is this bloody shop?"

"About ten minutes from here." Leon said like he'd already lost hope that Letty wouldn't make it in time.

Eight minutes Letty flew through the door and into the kitchen. She looked at the table and saw Leon with his hands flat on the table and Owen relaxed in his chair. Owen looked at Letty and motioned at the third seat at the table, "Sit. I have some news you've been wanting."

Letty sat in the chair he waved to and both her and Leon waited for him to continue.

Brian turned around and saw Dom stop so he went over to him and took one of the duffel bags from him. "Come on Dom. The lockers are near the front and you'll be able to sit while I get my paperwork."

"It's not the sitting I need." Dom said as he looked into Brian's eyes.

"I know Dom." Brian sighed.

Dom pulled Brian close with his free hand. He rested his forehead against Brian's and his fingers rubbed the back his neck. The two started matching their breath and Dom pulled Brian into a gentle kiss. He forced himself to take a step away from the heat consuming him and he said shakily, "I'll wait as long as you need."

"I don't want you to have to wait for me Dom. This whole situation is really messed up and as much as I want you to bend me over the Jeep and fuck me silly, I also know that I don't want another relationship like mine and Owen's. I've worked very hard to pull myself out of that dark hole he left me in..."

"I can see that Bri and like I said last night. We're okay. We get where we need to go and we'll go from there."

Brian pulled Dom into a deep kiss but Dom pulled away. He shook his head and ran his thumb over Brian's swollen lips before he said, "We don't kiss like that until we start fucking. My control can only be handled so well."

Brian sucked in his bottom lip and worried it for a moment or two before he said, "Okay. Let's go so we don't have to rush through the airport to get to our terminal."

Dom chuckled and laced his and Brian's fingers together after they rearranged their bags on their shoulders. As they started back to the entrance of the airport Dom asked, "Now that we're in Canada where are we going?"

"I was thinking we could enjoy the south of France and maybe check out the Grand Prix in Monaco."

Dom tightened his hold on Brian's hand and chuckled, "Now that's a honeymoon Mr. Torrence."

"That's what I was hoping you would say Mr. Torrence." Brian led him through the entrance and over to the left where they had rows and rows of lockers in place for travellers and found locker 1812. He pulled out a small keyring with a few small keys and all numbered accordingly for their uses. He opened the locker and saw two manila envelopes and he pulled those out only to replace it with a single white envelope from the smaller bag.

"What's that for?"

"Jackie's payment." Brian said as he closed the locker back and went over to the benches in the corner. Brian pulled a few papers out of each as Dom sat behind him on the bench. He rested his chin on Brian's shoulder gently and watched as Brian skimmed through the papers he pulled out. He saw a picture of Owen and Dom growled against Brian's neck. Brian chuckled and said, "He's far from us so you don't have to worry about anything. I'm here with you."

"Do you know where he is?" Dom asked as he wrapped his good arm loosely around Brian's waist.

"He was in a London a few days ago." Brian replied as he leaned against Dom's good shoulder.

"Do you know if he knows where you could be or where you're planning on going?"

Brian turned around in his seat and looked at Dom's weary face. "I'll be honest and say I don't know. I know I haven't seen him since he dropped me at Jackie's barely breathing but I know that I've taken every precaution that I can of either him or the government finding us." His hand smoothed Dom's brow and he leaned in and gave him another gentle but reassuring kiss. He hoped he got his feelings across.

Dom groaned in the back of his throat and he asked, "How long do we have before the flight?"

"Two and half hours."

"Not much time." Dom said as he leaned against the wall behind them.

Brian looked around the front and found a men's room close to the locker area. He asked, "Think you can make it to the bathroom?"

"You're not shitting me about the blowjob are you?" Dom croaked.

Brian had all their belongings gathered up and he held a free hand out to Dom. "Come on."

Dom took his hand and hoisted himself up onto his feet. They walked quickly to the bathroom and Brian nudged Dom into the handicapped stall so that they had room for their bags as well as themselves. He flipped the lock and saw Dom lean against the side wall. He pushed their bags against the wall and then got to work on Dom. Falling to his knees was easy with no one trying to shove him down, he knew Dom wouldn't as he was trying to keep a grip on the wall as Brian undone his pants and let them fall to his ankles. Dom groaned quietly watching as Brian pushed his boxer briefs to his knees.

"Try and stay quiet. When we get to France we can be as noisy as we want."

Dom swallowed and tried to create words but couldn't as Brian starting making good on his promise of relief. Dom bit his bottom lip and let his hips roll with Brian's rhythm and Brian took everything he had to give. He used his good hand to grip Brian's hair and as Brian's hands moved over his hips to brush his stomach and move up under his t-shirt to his nipples he couldn't help the moan that escaped his lips.

Brian glanced up through his lashes and Dom didn't have any more control - he came down Brian's throat before he could even warn him and let out a quiet growl as Brian licked him clean and pulled his clothes back up to where they belonged. Brian stood up and leaned against Dom's good side as he nuzzled his neck and ran one hand over the back of Dom's head and neck. Dom wrapped an arm around Brian's waist and just held him. Words weren't needed immediately and both were content to enjoy the quiet company of each other before they had to go back to the real world.