A/N: As always huge thank you to queseraone for editing my fics!

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She feels uneasy as she gets out of her partner's car and makes her way to the garage. So much has changed. She spent more time at the old repair shop than anywhere else as a teenager and even into her early twenties, yet she doesn't recognize anything about it. That is until she sees the old red and white motorcycle painting hung above the small couch that sits just to the side of the desk. She has a lot of memories that feature that painting and suddenly images of Jay moving above her flash through her mind. She shakes her head and fans herself briefly as heat begins to rise in her neck and cheeks. She clears her throat and continues forward.

It's overwhelming how different this place is, and her mind seems set on taking in all the new things but her attention soon gets drawn to the dark grey dog whose bark booms through the room. She gasps when he gets up and slowly walks over to her. He growls lightly at first but then about halfway to her, he stops and looks at her briefly. His nose is up in the air and she can tell he's sniffing her out. She says his name and it earns her a wag of his tail; then it seems to click and he runs forward and jumps to lick her face. The muscular, ninety-pound pit bull nearly knocking her down in the process.

"Bullet get over here." Jay's voice is loud and commanding as he walks in from the garage. The dog stays by Erin until she pats his side and tells him to go. "He always listened better to you." He smirks as he closes the office door behind the dog. He gestures for Erin to follow him out to the garage and she nods shyly before moving towards him.

She sees an old picture that must have been taken close to ten years ago; it's of them with their childhood friends standing outside the shop. She smiles at it as she continues out of the office area.

The first person she is greeted by is Adam. He gives her a smile and sets down the paint sprayer as he moves to give her a hug. He always loved refinishing the cars and keeping them looking new, and it seems he still does. He's a couple years younger than her and Jay but she can't remember a time where he wasn't hanging with them—he was their third wheel pretty much everywhere, so it only makes sense that he'd be working for Jay now. He's the clown of the crew, always getting in trouble with his smart mouth and foolish antics. He says something about being surprised she remembers her way back home and she rolls her eyes as they keep going towards the car at the end.

Antonio is sitting in the driver's seat of one of the cars, pushing the gas pedal, while Kevin stares down at the engine. Kevin's ability to figure out what is wrong with a car just by listening to it is unreal and she can see that he's still got it. Antonio turns the car off for a second so Kevin can adjust something under the hood and then once it's turned on again the annoying high pitched noise is gone.

The hood of the car stops Kevin from seeing her right away, but Antonio hops out and pulls her into a side hug. "What brings you by stranger?" He smiles and she shrugs before telling him she's picking up her car. "Came back and beat him again." He chuckles and she giggles as she looks over at Jay, who's still got a serious expression on his face, but manages a small smile. She tries to read him but it seems she's lost that ability over the years.

Someone comes up behind her and gives her a bear hug, lifting her feet come off the ground for a second before she's put back down. She turns around and gives Kevin an actual hug before a guy she doesn't recognize throws a wrench on the ground and knocks over a small toolbox. Kevin and Antonio both look as if they would kill to be doing literally anything else as the guy fumes about missing one of his personal tools.

"Kenny if you're going to do that shit you can get out." Jay's voice echoes through the large space and he seems to unconsciously puff out his chest. Kenny's head hangs low as Jay stares him down but it doesn't stop him from moving toward Adam. Kevin quickly goes to step between Kenny and Adam as their conversation quickly becomes heated. Kevin has been Jay's next door neighbor for almost their entire lives and he's always been the peacemaker. Stopping all of them from getting into a fight at one point or another.

Then there's another guy she doesn't recognize who looks worried as he slumps down on the couch all the way at the end of the garage. He's got a laptop set in his lap as types quickly, his knee bouncing vigorously. She doesn't get to focus on him for long before Nadia comes running over to her with so much force that she knocks her down. She tries breaking her fall with her hand but she instantly regrets it as a sharp pain shoots through her wrist and up her arm. She pushes the pain out of her head and chuckles as she hugs the young girl back tightly.

"Hey Nads." She says.

"Nadia!" Jay yells, rolling his eyes at his sister.

"I'm sorry but I missed her." She says sweetly and Erin shakes her head.

"It's ok, I missed you too."

"See!" She looks at her brother and sticks her tongue out at him. "We're just not afraid to say it to each other." She retorts as he shakes his head and he extends his hand out to help Erin up. They both feel the electric jolt when their skin touches for the first time in years. That only distracts her from the pain in her wrist for a second and she hisses as he pulls her up.

Once she's standing, she pulls her hand away from him and tells him she's fine. He doesn't believe her though as he takes her hand and turns it over revealing her bloody palm. Erin jumps when there's a faint pop. "I'm fine Jay. I just landed on it wrong." She tries to get her hand away from him again.

He doesn't look up from her hand as he tells Nadia to go get the first-aid kit from his office. Erin tells him she's ok again which causes him to give her a look as if to say 'yeah right.' When Nadia gets back, he has Erin sit on the hood of the car that is now hers and cleans her hand, placing a gauze pad on the cuts and wrapping a bandage around her hand and wrist up to the middle of her forearm. He puts two metal fasteners at the end of the elastic bandage and tells her to get it checked out.

Nadia has just been standing there watching them. Erin is looking at Jay while he tends to her wounds in the most gentle way. His usual rough and rigid posture seemingly melted away just by being in her presence.

Erin's eyes move from his face down to his arms. He has a few new scars, some of them covered by the black ink of his tattoos. She doesn't even realize he's done until he's handing the first-aid kit back to Nadia. He nods to his sister before she begins to walk away but she stops and turns around. "Are you coming to our cookout this weekend Erin?"

Erin and Jay both look at each other. She searches for any sign that he may not want her to come, but nothing comes, so she nods in agreement, earning her a smile from both Nadia and Jay. Nadia feels proud of herself and continues back to the office.

Jay goes to get the keys to the car and then walks back over to her. She goes to take them from him but he pulls his hand back.

"Take care of it." He whispers and it does something to her; she's grateful she's still sitting on the hood because her knees feel weak.

"It'll be safer with me behind the wheel." She whispers back.

He places the keys in her uninjured hand and shakes his head. "I'm pretty sure I've got a few stories and a couple scars that would suggest otherwise."

"Hmm I'm pretty sure you got those when you were driving and I've got a couple that could back that up." Her eyebrow raised and he gulps knowing which ones she's referring to. He clears his throat and she nods as she walks to the driver side door. They talk a little more before they say goodbye and she drives off. He stands there frozen, eyes following the car until he can't see it anymore.

"Don't worry, you'll see her in a couple days." Nadia quips as she goes to sit on the couch next to Mouse.

He runs his hand down his face "Shut up Nadia."

He gives the direction Erin went in one last glance, smiling as he looks down and moves to go to his office. He pulls out the picture hidden in his top left desk drawer, smiling as he runs his thumb along the side. It's of him and Erin when they were probably sixteen and seventeen. She's sitting on the hood of her old car and he's leaning back against it, between her legs which are wrapped around his waist and her arms were hanging loosely around his neck as she kissed his cheek. He had the biggest smile on his face and as he looks at the picture he realizes that he'd give anything to be back in that place – to be back with her.

And he finds himself thinking that maybe this is his second chance.

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A/N: This is the last edited chapter I have, so it won't be updated for a little bit. But I hope you all enjoyed and everyone is staying safe!