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Gisele gazed at the screen after Tej had managed to get his computer system back, her stomach felt like someone had punched her when she comes across a familiar brunette that she didn't realize was the same Rosalie that she had known.
"She's younger than I thought" She mused feeling Han standing by her side as he munched on a pack of chips looking towards the same picture that she was, only his face held amusement instead of the hidden guilt that was feeling.
The Korean snorted as he nodded. "Yeah, I made that same mistake once" his eyes shifted over to where Letty and Dom were stood "almost got my ass kicked for it too" he laughed as if he remembered something.
Gisele stood silently as she studied the image before Han placed a gentle hand on her shoulder "You okay?" he asked as the others began to make their way over to forge a new game plan on stopping Shaw and getting Rosalie back.
"I'm sorry," The tall Israeli woman said softly, glancing towards Dom and Letty as they looked back at her, confused. "If I had known it was her, I would have told you sooner," everyone began to glance at each other.
"What are you talkin' about?" Letty questioned raising an eyebrow at the other woman still not over everything that went down with Braga, she was after all his right-hand woman.
"I was the one who recruited Rosalie, I saw how good she was and convinced Braga to give her a shot" the room went silent as tensions began to rise "I was also the one who found her on the side of the road after Fenix."
Letty's eye twitched, and it looked like she was trying to restrain herself "what did you do?" everyone visibly gulped from the low tone that came from Letty and knew mama bear was about to rear her ugly head.
The Latina was evidently pissed at this new information, and Gisele obviously wasn't told that it was, in fact, Brian who dangled Rosalie like bait, and that's the reason Gisele had recruited Rosalie.
"When I realized she was alive, I drove her to the closest clínica, and they took her in" Gisele explained as she remembered the sounds of Rosalie's pained screams as she dragged her into the clínica yelling for someone to help the young girl "I went back to find her, but she was already gone."
No one spoke until Letty let out an honest "Thank you" Gisele glanced up at the dark-haired woman's who face held no malice "I want to be angry, but I can't because you gave her the chance to live" Dom gave a small smile at Letty's words.
Gisele, however, couldn't stop the guilt that continues to pool in her eyes "but I still forced her into Braga's hands, and now she's working with Shaw" guilt wasn't an emotion Gisele was familiar with but with Rosalie, she felt it, and she was ready to do whatever it took to make it better.
Letty just let out a small laugh as the former tension between the two women dissipated "Believe me, Chica, no one can make my Mija do something she didn't want to do."
Brian and Dom let out deep chuckles at Letty's words in agreement, "There's no-one like Rosalie Toretto."
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I held the picture in my hand that we'd found after I did some internet sleuthing, I had found some minor information, but as soon as I tried to dig further into their leader Dominic, I was stopped by Owen who pushed me to rest instead after my run-in with that other team.
It was a picture of the man I had shot and the woman with him, they were sat together looking very much in love. I had no idea what drew me to this picture, but it was like I couldn't look away from it.
"Do you know them, treacle?" Ivory asked gently as I sighed, shaking my head, throwing the picture down as Owen side-eyed me, I didn't know them, but I still couldn't help but feel like something was off.
"No," I muttered, gnawing on my lip anxiously. "Probably just feeling weird because I shot him," I told them honestly as Ivory nodded and patted my shoulder.
"That's normal, Sweetheart, but you did what you had to do," The taller dark-skinned man told me with a stern look on his face, I bit my cheek, letting that sink in, it was Adolfson who had taught me to shoot first if I thought I was in danger.
Dominic Toretto stepped up to me and knew my name, I panicked, but I was safe, I didn't want to think of what could have happened if I hadn't shot him. Owen said his team was here to help Hobbs bring us down, and I wouldn't let them do that.
Feeling for my cell phone, I stood up with a sigh. "I'm going to get some fresh air," I said, already dialing the familiar number for the one person I knew I could count on to make me feel better right now.
The team all nodded absent-minded except for Owen, who just grinned at me from his spot next to the computer "Say hi to Deckard for me" I felt my face burn as I pushed his shoulder on the way past sticking out my tongue childishly at him.
My relationship with Deckard had quickly turned into something more after my first mission, all my frustration towards his cocky attitude had disappeared after him taking care of me when I broke down in tears.
He let me cry in his arms for hours before he talked me through it, I wasn't sad though I was bottling all my emotions and they just happened to spill out after the mission in Berlin. My life had gone from a blank slate to attacking military convoys, so I think a breakdown was imminent.
Who knew that the big strong Deckard Shaw would be soft for an amnesiac hacker? I didn't. Neither did Owen until he caught the two of us sharing our first (but definitely not the last) kiss in his office.
I smiled, hearing his British accent on the other end of the call, it was amazing how just hearing his voice could make me feel a lot better "Hey" I greeted quietly, sitting on a stray box outside our temporary hideout.
"There she is," He exclaimed as I let out a small laugh, the stark difference between the way Deckard talked to me and how he talked to others was amusing. Everyone thought he was some stoic bad guy, but only Owen and I knew how comical he actually was "How's it going?".
"We got what we needed" I informed him as I pulled my knees up to my chest before letting out a puff of air "I shot a guy" my admittance was met with silence, but I knew Deckard wouldn't make me feel bad, he was another shoot first ask questions later person.
"Are you okay?" I smiled softly to myself, I could hear in his voice how unbothered by my statement he was, but at the same time he felt like he needed to check up on me "is he dead? Did Owen...".
I stopped his questions, knowing his inner mercenary coming out. "No, I only got him in the shoulder, and I saw him get away" I picked at a thread in my jeans as I thought of the picture I had found that once again made it to the forefront of my mind.
"Then what's wrong" that was the question that I had been asking myself since I saw Dominic Toretto getting out of his car and the expression he had given me after I put a bullet in his shoulder so coldly.
"I think I knew him."
