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Chapter 20-Sixth Sense

"Is this is it, Lucas?" Leon called his brother from the Supra as they pulled into the driveway of a beautiful, white three-story villa. It was surrounded by acres of grassy land, and to the left, a small service road that led down to a lakeshore. Behind the lake was an incredible view of the majestic Alps.

"Yeah, you lucky bastard," he replied, causing Leon to grin widely.

"The prince finally has his palace," Letty yelled into the phone.

Leon laughed hysterically when he exited the car, taking in the massive size of the villa. It was beautifully structured with a wrap-around porch on the second level and two small balconies on either end of the top floor.

"This place is incredible," Leon screamed and his voice echoed for miles.

"Let's go see the inside," James said as he took off running for the house. The rest of the crew followed, even with tiny Julian trotting along. Entering the double-doors, they were faced with bright white and maroon walls lined with photographs of their father Lenny and his friends on vacation. Some were plagues for his award-winning cigars, others of him hard at work in his factories. Up high was a gold chandelier that illuminated the entire entrance-way between the double staircases that led to the second level of the villa.

Walking inside, they made their way into living room, as to which their jaws dropped in shock. The design was elegant with a warm fireplace, large white couches and matching loveseats that went great with the Brazilian cherry hardwood floors and a grand piano in the corner of the room. Small end tables matched a long dinner table in an adjacent room that was sure enough to fit the ever-growing family. A wooden shelf behind the table held fine China and boxes of his father's cigars, along with photos of Lenny on his wedding day with Sophia.

"You're mom is a milf, Le," James wiggled his eyebrows as they examined the pictures.

"What the hell, man!" Leon replied with a smile. His friends always did hit on his mother; she was beautiful.

They all split up to explore the rest of their new temporary home. Letty was amazed by the structure and size of the inside of the house. It was insanely spacious, almost as if it was built for a huge family to live comfortably. With three master bedrooms, four guest rooms, and seven and a half baths, it was the perfect place for an extended household. But with all of the expensive furniture, chandeliers, and fancy plates laying around, it was a disaster waiting to happen for a group of clumsy, messy, uncoordinated street racers.

Letty smirked and wondered silently just how much damage would be done by the end of the day.

Roaming the halls, she spotted the room that screamed testosterone – the Man Cave. It was a lounge room with light indigo-colored walls covered in old sports memorabilia. There were even a few signed photographs of stock-car racing legend Richie Evans over some model cars that looked similar to the ones Luke kept in his motel room. Leather recliners and sofas lined the floor in front of a big-screen television and behind them sat a massive pool table. Off to the side was a fully loaded bar that Letty hoped to take full advantage of soon. A beautifully-crafted poker table sat in the center of the room with an array of chairs and stools underneath. And of course, more of Lenny's signature Hernandez Familia cigars were placed in the center of the table. Letty swiped one for the box, smiling as she held the stick between her teeth.

For a split-second, she felt like life was good. She never dreamed of living near a house this nice, let alone living in it for the time being. She was excited to reap the benefits of knowing Leon for once.

Exiting the room, she followed the raucous to a room which acted as a second living area, where the boys were standing in front of a wall-length fish tank staring in shock as two baby sharks swam ominously back and forth.

"Let's make sure we keep the kid away from the tanks," Leon muttered. Looking throughout the rest of the room, Letty spotted several tanks, each filled with dangerous sea creatures such as stingrays and eels.

"How about we keep him out of here entirely," she added, a little nervous about her curious son in a house full of dangerous animals. It was bad enough having Leon and his friends acting like wild strays with no home training.

"All right, go get a rooms and let's meet out on the patio. We need to start on figuring out this money," Leon directed and everyone obeyed, trotting off in different directions in search of a bedroom. "And pair up. We might be having more company."

Letty's body tensed at these words but she kept walking with her hand clutching Julian's tightly. She began up the flowing steps to the second floor of the villa. She followed the small hallway that led to several bedrooms and opened the first door. She closed it just as quickly after the giant black bear rug scared the daylights out of Julian. The second room was also a no-go; it was an ugly teal color that Letty couldn't stand looking at for more than a few seconds. The last room, located adjacent to the balcony, was just right. It had the same deep maroon walls as the rooms downstairs and it gave off a warm, comfortable ambiance. There was a huge bed made up to perfection with white/maroon coverlets and pillows to match. To the left was a white dresser and two small tables sat on each end of the bed. A round, wooden table was placed next two sliding-glass doors that provided a gorgeous view of the grassy hillside of the backyard.

"You stay away from here, okay? That's a no-no," she warned Julian of the doors. She pulled the drapes closed to defer him. He stared intently at the red drapes and shook his head.

"No-no," he repeated and she smiled.

"Good boy," Letty gave her only son a long look. Scooping him up, she moved to sit down on the bed with him in her lap. "Hey, do you wanna see Papa?" his eyes lit up at the mention of his father and her heart sank. He already adored Dom and the kid didn't even know him. This was making her decision to see Dominic a hard one to make.

"But Mama mad at Papa?" his little eyebrows quirked and his gray eyes filled with curiosity.

"Yes, but that doesn't mean you have to be. You just be a good boy and let Mommy handle the rest," she clutched him close to her chest and swallowed the nervous lump in her throat.

As much as she hated Dom and wanted nothing to do with him... she was going to have to swallow her pride and deal with him like an adult. There wasn't anymore running to be done. She had to face the fact that whether he or she liked it, they were going to be co-parents.

"Letty girl!" Leon's hollering from down below broke their embrace. Letty led the tot back downstairs and out onto the back patio where James, Rob, Carlos, and Jerry were tossing a football back and forth over the wide plain.

"Ball!" Julian squealed as he reached for the pigskin.

"Come on lil dude. I bet you can throw one better than Rob can," James gave Letty a wink and lifted Julian over the railing and sat him down. Everyone watched as he bolted straight for the football in Rob's hands. He happily gave chase, giggling as Rob fell down into a roll. They all laughed as he ripped the ball from his hands and took off the best his little legs could.

"Have you called him yet?" Letty's words stopped Leon's laughter and held Luke's gaze. Leon shook his head. "Call him. No point in putting this off."

Leon's eyes bulged "And tell him what? Hey Dom. Long time, no talk. I'm in Germany with your non-dead ex-girlfriend and the child you don't know about. Yeah, Lett, that'll go over well."

She thought about his words. He was right. They would have to figure out a more delicate way to reveal her and Julian to Dom.

"Just call him. He's probably looking all over this place for you," she sighed, flopping down in one of the patio chairs. She snatched up a brew from the ice bucket on the railing and easily gulped it down after cracking it open. Letty polished it off and another soon after.

She needed something to take the edge off.

Leon excused himself to ring Dominic, leaving Letty and Luke alone for the first time since Costa Rica. Letty kept her eyes on Julian to avoid contact with Luke.

"So I was thinking," Luke finally broke the silence, which startled Lett a bit. "Why don't I just pay off this Alvaro? I mean I have the money and it can settle all of this before it gets worse."

"That sounds nice and all, but Leon won't go for it. He's too proud to let his little brother take care of his issues," she replied.

"Well he better get off his high horse soon and wise up, no pun intended," he tried to joke but Letty's look of displeasure shut him up.

"He's on the way," Leon's voice was shaky and unsettling. "He's with Mia and O'Connor. They are on the other side of the city."

"I'm going to lay down for a bit. Suddenly I feel like throwing up," she stood and moved to the door but Luke's hand caught hers and stopped her.

"I'll look after the kid," she smiled and mouthed a thanks, giving his hand a squeeze before disappearing into the house.

Leon sat in Letty's seat and watched their interaction. When she was inside, he decided to have a talk with his brother.

"So how did that happen? How did you even find her?"

"I was staying at a motel in Honduras. The heat was getting heavy in Miami, the cops cracking down on the races. So I flew out where I knew I could make some good money and test out the Mazda. I was there for about two months before she showed up. Man, she was an icy bitch for the first few weeks," the two brothers laughed.

"She'd take that as a compliment," Leon joked.

"When she started working on the Jetta, she'd be up at all times of the night banging and tinkering on it. I wanted to complain, but then I realized just how beautiful she was. I tried some of the old Hernandez charm, but she didn't fall for it."

"Yeah, Letty is from another breed of women. She would rather kick your ass in a fistfight than go on date with you just to see if you're worthy of her time. She's a true ball-buster," Leon said as he reminisced on the many dismissals that Letty handed out on a regular basis to guys who tried their luck.

"Ain't that the truth," Luke laughed.

When Dom woke this morning with the bright Munich sun baring down on his face, he was in surprisingly good spirits. He slept better than he had in weeks and was looking forward to traveling the town today. He decided that since he didn't have the chance to bring Letty here, he would explore the town in her honor.

He started the coffee maker in his hotel room and moved to stand by the floor-length window, staring down at the bustling city. The area was intriguing and modern and he was certainly interested in the cars; particularly the street racers.

"Yo Dom!" a knock at the door broke his concentration and he made his way over to answer. Pulling it open, he saw Brian standing with a smile.

"You always answer the door in your panties?" he asked with a grin and pointed to Dom's gray boxer briefs. (A/N: Just the thought makes me drool)

"You always look at a man's crouch when he opens the door?" Dom fired back with his own smile. Brian's face quickly dropped as he realized what he had done. "Where's everyone?" Dom asked while shoving his legs into his jeans. He poured himself a cup of coffee and one for Brian.

"Mia's getting the kid ready and Twink and Sean are downstairs in the lobby getting breakfast. You heard from Leon yet?"

"Not yet, but I figured I'd call his brother again today. See if I can get a number for him. I don't wanna go asking around town in case he is in some type of trouble."

"You think he could be?"Brian asked as he watched Dom get ready.

"I don't know," Dom said honestly. "What are the cars like here?"

Brian's eyebrows shot up in surprise, "Not sure yet. A lot of nice cars come out of Germany but I haven't seen much yet. When we get settled, we'll have to sneak off and find the races. With the cars that are native to this place, I can guarantee it's gonna be some worthy contenders," Brian said with a 1000-watt smile.

"When my sister kicks you're ass up and down this country for going back on your word, don't look to me for help. You think I can throw a punch," Dom trailed off and got pleasure from the horrified look on his brother-in-law's face. "Let's go get our cars."

Dom finished dressing and gathered his belongings at the door. The two finished up their cups before leaving the room and making their way downstairs to the lobby. Once there, they spotted Twinkie at the breakfast station with Brooklyn as he tried to help her open her milk. Sean was seated with a plate of muffins and eggs.

"Dom, Rosa just called," Mia said as she entered the room, "She said Leon called her a few days ago looking for Vince. Poor guy didn't even know."

Dom sighed and rubbed his neck tiredly. A reminder of his best friend's death wasn't how he wanted to start off his day. Vince's death was hard on him and he was sure he still wasn't over it.

"I can imagine how he's feeling. He and V were close," Dom replied, feeling for his friend. "Did she say anything else?"

"Just that he asked for our phone numbers. It appears that he was looking for us too."

Before he could reply, his cell phone began buzzing in his pocket. Pulling it out, he realized that it was Earl and wondered why he would be calling so soon after they left. Putting it to his ear, he looked at Sean and Twinkie with questioning looks, but both boys only shrugged it off.

"What is it Earl?"

"Dom, where are you?! The cops just busted up in here! They tore the house to shit, man."

"Earl, calm down and relax so I can understand you," he waited until the boy was silent before he spoke again, "Now what is going on?"

"Some super-sized fucking robocop just busted in here with SWAT and a shit ton of guns. Looking for you. What's going on?"

Instantly, Dom's senses were on full run alert. He backed out of the breakfast area slowly, keeping his visual sense on each exit and entrance. His ears became supersonic, tuning in to every nearby voice. Dom was familiar with this energy, he had dealt with it for many years now and was becoming a pro at evading authorities with his acquired sixth sense.

Hobbs. He knew the cops would be kicking his door down soon, especially with one pissed off cop as his ex-girlfriend. But Dominic never anticipated for his new arch nemesis, D.S.S. Agent Luke Hobbs, to be so hot on his trail. Dom hadn't seen any trace of Hobbs since they left Rio and hoped that he had given up his mission to hunt down Dom's family.

Now, they had a serious problem.

"Long story, Kid. You didn't tell him anything did you?" Dom silently prayed that Earl wasn't that dumb.

"No way, man. I'm smarter than that. But whatever you guys are doing, you need to watch your backs. This guy is seriously bitter."

"Will do. Don't worry about the house. Just be careful and don't talk to anymore cops. Call me if he shows up again," Dom hung up and shoved his phone angrily back into his pocket.

"Who the hell was that?" Mia whispered harshly as her brother stormed back into the room.

"Earl. Hobbs is on to us. Someone tipped him off and the SWAT ransacked the house. We need to find Leon and move on, now."

The family quickly finished their lunch and hailed down a cab to hitch a ride to the boat docks. Once there, they noticed several hundred cars on parked barges and wondered how they were going to find their needles in such a hectic haystack. Dom looked around for someone in charge and spotted a stocky man in coveralls heading their way.

"Wie kann ich helfen, ihr Leute?" (How can I help you folks?) the man rifled and Dom gave him a puzzled look. He forgot how hard it would be to communicate in a foreign country.

"Wir sind amerikanische. Englisch?" (We are American. English?) Dom was thankful when his sister stepped up to help with the translation.

"Yes. You must be Han's friends. I'm Agnes," his English was rough, but a hell of a lot better than his native tongue. He held out his hand and Dominic returned the firm shake. "You must be Dominic. The cars just rolled in. Follow me."

They followed him to the far left of the docks to retrieve their vehicles. Mia looked around in awe of all the beautiful and not-so-pretty cars they were leaving and arriving at the docks. Staring at one of the barges pulling in, she thought she recognized one of the cars hooked on the back.

"Brian, doesn't that look like the Jetta?" she said to her husband while pointing to the barge. Brian followed her line of vision and shook his head.

"No way, Mia. There is no way that that is Jesse's Jetta. If anything, it's sitting in a police junk lot right now."

Maybe he was right, she thought. How the hell would the Jetta get all the way to Germany? The closer they got, though, she took notice of the blue ripped graphics on the side and figured it could only be a strange coincidence. But when she noticed the woman straddling the speeding bullet that she personally drew up herself and put on for her late friend, she knew that it was no chance event.

"Dom, that's Jesse's Jetta," Mia said firmly as she pointed to the car again. Dom looked closely, and even though it appeared to be in better condition than they left it, there was no denying that it was in fact Jesse's car.

"Agnes, maybe you can help me out. I'm here looking for a friend and that I think that is his brother's car on that barge. Do you know who it belongs to?" Dom hoped Agnes would help him out. He handed over the keys to the Challenger, Skyline, and the Nissan then began to look through the paperwork.

"Barge number 55. The Jetta was packaged with a Toyota Supra and a Mitsubishi Lancer, belonging to a Mr. Lucas Hernandez."

"Leon's brother is here, too?" Brian asked Dom.

"Looks to be. Let's roll," Dom said, handing over the keys to Brian and Mia as they walked towards their cars.

Just as they were pulling out of the lot, Dom's cell began buzzing and he struggled with the decision to answer the unknown number,. He didn't want to know who would be on the other end with more bad news, but he hit the TALK button and held it to his ear anyway.

"What?" he answered gruffly.

"Dominic, it's Leon," he let out a deep breath thankfully.

"You sure are a hard man to find. Where the hell have you been?"

"It's a long story that would sound much better in person. I heard you were in town. Where you staying?"

"We just checked out of our hotel room, so no where at the moment."

"We? Erm... you got company?" Leon's voice was tight and Dom could understand what he was asking.

"I'm with Mia, O'Connor and a few guys from my shop in Tokyo. They wanted to tag along."

"Well I have a place in town with plenty of room," Dom jotted down the address quickly on an old receipt and began heading in the direction of Leon. "I'm gonna tell you now Dom, I got a few friends over and they ain't too keen on you. You seem to fuck up any country you're in."

Dom gave a hearty laugh, "Yeah, don't I know it. I'm not here to make new friends, I just want to make sure the old ones still have their heads on straight."

There was a pause on Leon's end and Dom figured he'd struck a nerve. "Look just get your asses over here. I miss my little Mia."

"You don't miss me?" Dom teased.

"Hell no, Toretto. Mia's the pretty one." The two men shared a laugh.

"Well, Mia ain't so little anymore," he mumbled as he thought about the ruthless beat-down she gave Elena. "We're on our way. And Leon?"

"Yeah, Boss?" Dom smiled at the old nickname.

"I called your brother's phone and a woman answered. Her voice sounded extremely familiar. Do I know her?"

There was another silence on Leon's end. "Uh.. um.. nah, I don't think so. She's one of his many conquests," Dom could tell that Leon was lying, he never was very good at lying to the Torettos. Whether it be Dom's muscles or Mia's adorable pout face, Leon could never keep a lie going very long around those two.

A half-hour later...

"Is this the right address?" Dom muttered as he looked back at the paper again, wondering if he'd made a wrong turn.

"Holy shit! Leon really hit it big," Brian yelled out his window to Dom's as they pulled in to the villa. There weren't any cars in the driveway and Dom realized that it was because they were still at the docks.

"This place is massive. You know the kinda parties I could have here?" Twinkie said excitedly from his seat next to Brian.

"Let's go see who's home first before we start planning parties," Dom replied as he shut off his car. Dom's heart pounded a little harder than normal with each step he took closer to the home. His skin was marred by the goosebumps again and his palms became sweaty. He ignored the beads of sweat that dripped from his head as they stood on the doorstep. As he raised his hand to knock, he flinched from the contact of Mia's hand gripping his tightly. She gave him a small, reassuring smile as he knocked several times.

The door opened slowly but no one was there. Suddenly, a small boy's face peeked around the massive door, curiosity in his eyes as he stared up at them. Dom's eyes were stuck on the small boy, who's features looked strikingly familiar. He couldn't have been any older than three, Dom thought to himself as he took in his brown curls and prominent gray eyes. Something about those almond-shaped eyes and full lips had completely caught Dominic's attention. He figured the boy felt the same because his face mimicked the same quizzical look.

"Papa!" the boy squealed happily, running over to Dom's leg and attaching himself. Dom stood frozen with confusion as the boy hung on, neither moving or loosening his hold.

"Strange greetings around here," Dom mumbled as he stared down at the curly head of hair clinging to his leg.

"How cute is he," Mia cooed and kneeled down to his level. She noticed that his eyes were clinched shut, but he had the happiest smile on his face. "Dominic, he is extremely happy to see you. I have to take this picture," she hurried and pulled her phone from her pocket before she lost the pose.

"Mia, you do know it's illegal to take pictures of someone's kid without permission, right?" Brian informed with annoyance in his voice. Mia had been on a let's-have-another-baby kick lately and this wasn't helping his argument to wait.

"Only if it's in a public place, and this is Leon's house," she said matter-of-factly as she snapped a few flicks on her phone. "And besides, for all we know, this could be the horny toad's kid."

Her tone was teasing, but something about her words made his stomach hurt.

There's no way I had a kid and didn't know it. I wouldn't let a woman keep that from me, Dom thought as he continued to watch him. Dominic found himself hoping that his father was just as loving and good to him as he would be. But he wanted to pound the idiot for letting a toddler answer the front door.

"What's your name, cutie?" Mia asked.

"Ju-Ju," he turned his head to face Mia, but never removed his arms form around Dominic's leg.

"What a great name. I'm Mia. And look at those eyes, aw!" Mia was in awe of the gorgeous baby and could only imagine how great his parents looked. She turned to Brian with adoration in her eyes, but he pretended not to notice while he stood patiently with Brooklyn in his arms.

"All right; let's get him back to his mommy before Mia tries to kidnap him," Brian said, eager to distract his wife.

"Tía Mia!" Julian suddenly squealed, which forced everyone quiet. Mia's shocked eyes went from Dom to Brian and back to the boy. "Tía Mia and Papa," he said, pointing to both Mia and Dom.

"Julian! Julian!" shouting was heard coming close to the door from inside the house. Leon's head peeked out the door and his jaw dropped at the sight in front of him - Julian clutching onto Dom for dear life and Dom looking like he needed to change his underwear.

Leon raised both of his hands to his gaping mouth and looked between Dom and his son, no other words coming to mind other than one.

"Fuck."