Previously: "We're trying to find three college kids."

Brian held up a picture. "Alexander Santos."

Han held up another. "Dean Cavanaugh."

Letty leaned over Roman's shoulder. "And-."

"Manny." Letty breathed out, cutting Rome off. Her face paled and she looked up at Dom.

"Yeah. You know him?"

"Of course... He's my little cousin." Letty responded.

Chapter 11: When Worlds Collide

"Your cousin?" Dom asked. He didn't recall any cousin of Letty's named 'Manuel'.

"The last time I saw him was the summer after we moved to California. He was only ten months old. My aunt, Lori, stayed in touch. Sent pictures every now and then. When my mom died, we sort of lost contact. But when Joss came into town, she brought family photos and letters and cards." Letty dropped the glossy, candid photograph of her cousin. "He was the first of us to actually stay out of trouble. You know, good grades, good kid. Valedictorian. Joined the Army Reserves for two years and was the first to go to college and keep at it. Things change, I guess. People change."

All eyes were on Letty and all ears were listening intently. Letty seemed almost disappointed with her cousin.

"Familia es familia, bueno o mal." Leo said. (Family is family, good or bad.)

"Agreed. So what do we do?" Mia asked.

"Well, we can't just let Manuel go to jail." Han added.

"That goes without being said." Dom agreed.

"No." Letty interjected, silencing them.

When they looked at her, the brunette was leaning on the table, her hands gripping the edge. "No. We find them and turn them into Hobbs as planned."

"But Letty-." Annabella began.

"No." She repeated. "It's been too long since we all have been able to go home. And I won't let an estranged cousin ruin that opportunity."

"O'Connor, you thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?" Dom inquired.

Brian looked at Dom seriously. "We've been set up."

"What do you mean, 'set up'?" Gisele asked.

Brian sighed and tossed one of the lightweight DEA folders onto the table. He crossed his arms and looked at Dom. "He knew that Manuel was related to Letty. He had to."

"And he knows that even we live by a code." Dom piped up.

"Family first." Tej chimed in, nodding his head.

"Exactly," said Letty, "and that's why he doesn't think that we'll help him find and arrest Manny."

"And if we don't help him-."

"Then we don't get pardoned." Leon spoke up. He'd been silent for majority of the conversation, just listening and trying to think of the perfect plan.

A deafening silence fell around the table, as each looked at another before all of the attention turned towards a distracted Letty. The brunette touched the candid, surveillance shot of her long-lost cousin, a sudden wave of nostalgia washing over her.

Brian glanced at the open folder in front of him. Then did a double-take, this time squinting his eyes. He quickly picked it up and scanned the content for the second time that night.

"Or maybe we've got it all wrong." He said aloud, breaking the silence. Dom and Mia moved around the table, flanking Brian's shoulders. "Maybe he's actually trying to warn us."

"How?" Letty asked, walking over to them. She glanced down at the sheet of paper, hoping to see what Brian saw.

"The order for the arrests were signed by Monica Fuentes."

Rome's head snapped up. "The one you stole from me?"

Brian chuckled and then looked at his fiancee's serious face. His smile fell and he cleared his throat, turning his attention back to the file.

"Fuentes is what you call a climber, a brass kisser." Brian explained. "She shakes a lot of hands, makes a few arrests and makes nice with the people of a higher position to be promoted. I don't think Hobbs was trying to give us a heads up. So far, all they have on Manuel is that he's associated with Dean Cavanaugh."

"Guilt by association." Rome added.

"Which is probably the reason she signed the arrest warrants herself. Maybe she figures there's another guilt by association. Or rather relation. She probably thinks that Manuel knows where Letty is. And if they find Letty-."

"They find Dom." Mia interrupted.

Dom and Letty looked at each other. They spoke without ever saying a word. His look saying "This is why I left in the Dominican Republic. To keep you safe". Hers replying with "Don't".

"So what does that mean?"

"We find these frat boys, slap some sense into Manuel, get his name cleared. And once we're pardoned, we're untouchable." Leon replied.

Dom rubbed his bald head and then his neck. "Sounds good. Let's make it foolproof, family."

Three days later, Wednesday, The Duplex, 9:45AM

With Han's hacking skills, the team was able to figure out what Dean Cavanaugh was about to steal next: ninety-six-million dollars and a confiscated company jet that had once belonged to Bernie Madoff. Dean was, no doubt, attempting to leave the States, dragging Alexander and Manuel with him. Unfortunately for them, Han was also able to break through what the DEA had called "an unbreakable firewall" and trace "an untraceable IP address".

"Damn. You're good." Hobbs admitted, standing behind Han's computer chair. The Asian man typed furiously on the Macbook that sat atop the kitchen table.

There was no way that Hobbs was welcome at their warehouse, but since he already knew where to find the duplex, Dom's team and Hobbs' team gathered there for a meeting of the minds. Mia and Annabella stayed behind at the warehouse to watch the children. As far as Dom and Letty were concerned, Hobbs didn't know about Santana, Harlow or Lance. And if he did, he was sure to use them as leverage, somehow.

Each individual added their own talents and resources towards the plan that had been carefully laid out. There were, however, still another set of plans that would never be revealed to Hobbs.

They weren't taking any chances with the idea, since Hobbs now knew where they lived, that there may have been bugs planted in the duplex. Leon called it paranoia. Brian called it caution. Though it went without being said, he still warned them not to verbalize about the case or their plan to help Manuel until he and Leon could scour the house for possible implanted bugs.

1:08PM

Once Hobbs had gone and his team had cleared their equipment out of the house, Brian and Mia found time for themselves.

"Hey." Mia said, softly. She walked into their bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. Brian, who had been changing into his exercise attire, looked at her and smiled.

"Hey." He replied.

"I know that things are hectic right now, but I just have to say that I'm excited." She told him.

"About what?"

"Going home. The possibility of getting married to you in the States." Mia replied. She pointed to her stomach and mouthed, "And maybe having another."

Brian grinned as he slid his arms through his t-shirt. "That sounds damn good."

"Yeah?"

"Hell yeah." He said, leaning down to kiss her lips.

"Good."

Up Next: Covering all their bases.

A/N: I'm SOOOOOO sorry that this chapter is so short, but I had to post this one before I forgot where I have too much detail about the next two chapters. (: