When Owen had both Letty and Leon's attention he said, "Your friend Dominic Toretto has seemingly forgotten about you these last few days?"

"It would seem like it." Letty snapped.

"What if I told you he ran off with my boy Brian."

"That narc is your boy?" Leon asked feel some residual anger come up about how easily Brian waltzed into the team and seemed to win Dom over as soon as they raced.

"He was many years ago." Owen replied with a small amount pain in his voice. "He's getting too dangerous to work alone." Owen acknowledged as he sipped at the juice still in his cup.

"So you want Blondie back and we can have Dom?" Letty asked giving Owen a look that said 'if you fuck with us, you're going down.'

"Precisely. He's not wanting to follow the orders that I left him with so I must show him who's boss." Owen smirked.

Letty looked over Owen and asked, "What kind of orders did you leave him?"

Owen had to swallow his glee and said simply, "Not to get close to anyone. That it would be hazardous to his health."

Owen took a moment to roll his own hazardous to his health comment around in his brain. Taking great pleasure in possibly torturing Brian he would work Dominic Toretto over until he confessed his hatred of Brian and/or died in the process. No matter what kind of deal was struck today he knew that Dom wouldn't be going back to LA in one piece. He might've thrown Brian to the curb but he also knew that Brian would be back and that time was coming closer. He had his people finding Brian's tracks but were coming up with thin trails before they disappeared again in the sand and that would send him into fits of rage.

"Snowman never did take to following orders and Dom seemed fine with that but if one of us didn't then Dom would flip the fuck out." Leon said verifying what Owen was telling them.

"What if I told you that the two are in love with each other and that's why Dom went with Brian and not followed you two down here." Owen wanted to sneer but kept it as a smirk. He was really working Letty's jealousy over Brian and Dom's cammadarie.

"Dom doesn't love Brian. Vince was right about Brian being a faggot and he's not getting Dom." Letty seethed.

"Well then how about you two come work with me and we'll make a few waves. Your friend and my boy won't stay hidden long after that."

Letty leaned across the top of the table and asked, "What do you need us to do?"

Pulling themselves together, Brian and Dom, cleaned up at the sink in their stall and Dom kissed Brian on his cheek. Brian let a shy grin show as he picked up their bags, putting the lightest bag over Dom's good shoulder and he took the other two. They left the bathroom which was luckily empty of airport traffic. Brian and Dom went up to the ticket counter and Brian fired off in rapid French that he was picking up their tickets and that they needed to hurry.

Dom was surprised when the airport worker snapped to attention and got their tickets ready quickly. He didn't know their entire profile but he knew it had to be important and Brian's French totally threw him for a loop even though he didn't let it show on his face.

"Enjoy your trip monsieurs."

"Thank you ma'am." Dom said with a grin.

"Come on Daniel. We have to get to our flight." Brian nudged Dom lightly to get him moving. As they walked away Brian had his arm wrapped around Dom's waist and as he was kissing along Dom's neck he whispered sweet nothings into his skin in French. Closer to their terminal Brian pulled away and laced their fingers together.

Dom glanced at Brian and asked, "When did you learn French?"

"As a teenager, mostly in school..." Brian started.

"But Owen made you learn it?" Dom said as he kept his temper reigned in but tightened his hold on Brian's hand a little.

"Yeah he did. Along with Spanish and Italian."

"You don't seem like you would speak much more than English."

Brian sighed and said, "That's why I'm good at my job. People assume that because of the curls and the tan that I'm their typical white boy. No motivation or ambition."

Dom pointed out, "You cut your curls off a few days ago."

Brian smiled wryly, "I guess I did but you know what I mean."

"Yeah. Let's enjoy the plane ride."

Brian stroked the back of Dom's hand with his thumb and leaned against him and said, "You'll enjoy the flight. First class is a nice option to have."

"Who are we?"

"Important enough to not have to wait for hours but low key enough to not grab the attention of anyone that would be looking for us."

"And I don't have to learn French or anything?" Dom asked.

"Maybe a few words but nothing complicated. Most of France speaks English they just like to stick with French to drive the tourists crazy."

"I think I can handle that." Dom laughed.

"We'll get through security and we should make it just fine to the flight."

"Alright Bri."

Special Agent Bilkins was sitting in his office after his visit to Penning and his cell phone rang. He answered, "This is Agent Bilkins."

"Agent Bilkins. This is Owen Shaw. I have an offer for you."

"Owen Shaw. You know I'm an agent?"

"Precisely." Owen smirked into his cell phone. "I have an offer if you're willing to listen."

"What could I possibly do for you?" Bilkins asked as he looked around his office.

"Help me find O' Conner and Toretto."

"They've disappeared." Bilkins sighed.

"Yes but you have many more resources and if you caught up with them then you'd be in Agent Penning's favor."

"How the hell do you know what's going on?"

"Because I do. I've been keeping an on O' Conner."

"One hundred thousand right now if you agree to help and then another one hundred thousand when I have O' Conner's location and him be there."

"Do I have any time to think about this?"

"If you need to think then I will disconnect this call and you'll be in the same spot you're in now."

"I'll do it. It's only been four days so I might be able to find a trail."

"Good man. I'll have the money put into an account for you and the access information sent to your office." Owen replied. "Good bye Agent Bilkins."