*Chapter 5*: Pt. 3 - Introductions

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Original Writer: YoungTruthLP (Tumblr: Shinodafan94)

Co-Author: Mechawolfx

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This story full rights belong to the credited people above, I just wanted to put a few edits (points of view, change some time stamps) to this story so I myself and maybe others could enjoy it a bit differently with a better understanding of what is happening. If you want the original story, please check out YoungTruthLP's version.

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June 15th, 2019

10:48 am

Burt's Garage

It had been a week since they had started working on her car and having time to think to herself whilst working she knew she had to ask Letty for permission about something.

She had originally come back to Lima to see her grandmother but after being pulled into Cassandra's operation and told to join a crew she hadn't had a chance to take the time to do what she really wanted. She knew this from having called Cassandra the day before.

"Cassandra?"

"Santana? What can I help you with?"

"I just wanted to ask you something."

"Go ahead."

"The reason I came back to Lima was to see my grandmother. I was just wondering if I could take a day off from all of this and go and see her?"

"That won't be good for our operation Miss Lopez."

"Why?"

"Because somebody could see you, then this operation could get much more personal than we intended it to be."

"So you're saying that I can't go and see her?"

"No, I'm sorry."

That was the first time she had felt insecure while talking to the blonde. Sure, it was on the phone, but it didn't mean she didn't feel talked down to. Being the stubborn Latina she was, Santana wasn't taking no for an answer. She has gone five years without talking to the woman who had basically raised her and even though she had disowned her and was her reason for leaving in the first place. Didn't mean that she still didn't want to see her.

So now she was hoping she could ask Letty for the afternoon off so that she could take some time for herself. In Cassandra's eyes it was being selfish, but as of right now Santana had done everything she was told and she just wanted some separation from this double life she was living.

While half the crew were out on a part's run, Santana made her way into the office where she knew Letty was working on something alone.

"Letty?" She called, knocking on the door.

"Come in." She looked up and saw Santana nervously standing in front of her. "Santana, what can I help you with?"

"I have a request actually."

"Go ahead" She said, motioning to the chair opposite the desk.

Once Santana sat down, she took a deep breath. "Um, ever since I got back to Lima I haven't had the time to go and visit my grandmother..."

"And you want time off?"

"I know it's selfish, but I would really appreciate it if I could go and see her before my next race."

"Go ahead."

"Just like that?"

"Yeah. Santana, we all have family, and family is exceptionally important to me. Our work isn't on an important deadline, so you can take an afternoon off. When do you want off?"

"Tomorrow?"

"That's fine with me. Oh, and in the meantime take these." Santana watched as the crew leader reached into the first draw of the desk. "Here" She threw her a set of keys for a Skyline.

"What are these for? You're not giving me the keys to Quinn's car are you?"

"No" She laughed. "Since your car isn't in any shape to drive, I want you to take those and drive Skyline in the meantime. Think of it as a loaner until you get yours back."

"Thanks, I don't know what to say."

"Nothing, it's on the house. Whenever the crew has major work done on their own car, it's the vehicle they use. Go and take a look at it, then get back to work."

"Thank you so much Letty."

"You're welcome." She smiled, leaning back in her chair as she watched the younger woman close the door softly behind her.

Santana then made her way outside and soon found the car she had been temporarily given. She grinned when she saw an all-black Nissan R34 GT-R Skyline parked in the corner of the large open lot by the gate. She took a few moments to study it carefully before pocketing the keys and moving back into the garage to continue working.

The next afternoon was exceptionally hot and as Santana pulled out of the garage in her loaner car, Letty pulled Dani to the side.

"What do you need?" The blonde asked.

"For you to come with me."

"Why?"

"Because we're going on a little trip Downtown."

Santana paused as she pulled up outside her grandmother's house, gulping as her hands gripped the steering wheel tightly. The last time she saw this house was when she was kicked out. She had finally admitted, not only to herself that she liked girls, but to the one person who had raised her ever since her mother had left. That was the night that sent her on a downward spiral. No matter how hard she tried what happened that night always seemed to be fresh in her mind.

An 18-year-old Santana had just driven home (to her grandmother's house) with every intention of telling her something she had held in for way too long. She just couldn't keep it in any longer and she knew she had to finally tell somebody the truth about the way she felt. She could think of no other person than the one closest to her, her abuela.

Jogging up the front steps she smiled when the old woman opened the door before even reaching the top step.

"Santana, mija, I'm glad your home."

Alma Lopez closed the door behind her and directed her granddaughter into the kitchen. "Can I get you anything?"

"No, thanks" She replied, sitting down at the kitchen table.

"So, you came home in quite the hurry, did you want to talk about anything?"

"Yeah, I did actually."

"Ok, go ahead."

Santana nodded and gulped, taking a few moments to mentally prepare herself. "I have to tell you a secret. I love girls...the way that I'm supposed to feel about boys. I- it's just something that's always been inside of me and I really wanna share it with you because I love you so much. I want you to know me, who I really am. And I've tried so hard to push this feeling away and keep it locked inside, but everyday just feels like a war and I walk around so mad at the world but I'm really just fighting with myself. I Don't want to fight any more. I'm just too tired. I have to just be me."

There was an awkward pause before Santana continued. "Say something...please."

"Everyone has secrets, Santana. They're called secrets for a reason. I want you to leave this house. I never want to see you again."

"Abuela-"

"Go, now."

"I'm the same person I was a minute ago!"

"You've made your choice and now I've made mine."

"Why?"

"It's selfish of you to make me uncomfortable. The sin isn't in the thing, it's in the scandal when people talk about it out loud."

"So, you're saying it would have been better if I kept this a secret?"

She didn't get an answer as the older woman got up out of her seat and started walking away, barely catching her granddaughter whisper out her name as she left.

"Abuela..."

Tears rolled down Santana's face as she felt the rejection of the woman who had raised her wash over her entire body. She let out a choked sob as she stood up, another as she wondered what the hell she was going to do next. Rushing upstairs she packed everything she owned in a duffel bag and rushed out of the house without looking back.

Throwing the bag onto the passenger seat she slipped into her Nissan and sped off heading straight for the expressway that led out of the city.

Now she was back at the request of her grandmother, hoping that she had truly called her back here to tell her she was ok with who she was. Ever since that night, Santana dreamed of the day that her grandmother would tell her she loved her, but it had taken eight whole years in which a lot had happened to her since she had left. The scar on her left arm one of the results of her anger towards the only woman she had ever truly respected, but that was a story for another day.

She had received a letter the week before she had arrived back in town from her abuela, telling her that she had regretted throwing her out every single day. She had prayed and prayed to understand, and it wasn't until recently that she finally did, knowing that she had to make things right with her granddaughter. She had no intentions to die alone and she wanted Santana by her side, hopefully forgiving her for the mistakes she had made in the past. So, she swallowed her pride and invited her granddaughter back.

She had cried upon reading the letter, Santana wondered if this was some cruel joke somebody was playing on her. When she realized it wasn't, she let herself believe this was happening. Whatever intentions Cassandra had for her were on hold for the rest of the day. All she wanted to do was go back to being the Santana no one knew about.

Turning off the car, she got out and locked it. Taking a deep breath, she slowly made her way up to the porch and pressed the doorbell, her hands nervously balling into fists in her pockets. After a few seconds she was confronted with the woman she had thought she'd never see again. The world seemed to freeze around them, and silence took over. Alma was the first one to speak.

"Santana?"

It came out in a bare whisper, one that reminded them both of when Santana whispered her name before they parted ways. Tears welled in both women's eyes before Santana felt herself being pulled into a familiar warmth, one she didn't realize she had been craving for so long.

She let out a strangled sob as she was cradled in the older woman's arms, tears running down Alma's face at how much damage she had caused. When they pulled away Santana sniffled and wiped at her eyes, her grandmother catching the large scar that took up her entire left forearm from top to bottom.

"Come inside mija"

Santana wanted to cry at the sound of her old term of endearment, managing to hold herself together as she was led through the foyer of the house she once lived in. She followed the older woman into the living room and sat down on the sofa opposite her grandmother's chair, the same one she had remembered her sitting in her entire life. There was an awkward silence for a few moments before she spoke up, neither of them knowing just how to start.

"I'm sorry I didn't come sooner. I kind of had some stuff to take care of."

"It's ok. I understand, you have a life now."

"So..." There was another long pause before Alma spoke.

"Santana, you know I'm not one for dancing around things, so I am just going to say it. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for that night. I was angry, and I acted before I really thought things through. I never thought you would leave town."

"I didn't either, but I couldn't stay here. It was too painful."

"Where did you go?

"Somewhere that wasn't here. I ended up in another city and I did things that I'm not proud of. I changed a lot in those eight years."

"And I'm sorry that I forced you out and it lead to those things."

"Don't...don't apologize because those things, they made me better. I'm here now so that's all that matters"

"I truly am sorry, mija. I was mad. I thought I was mad at you, but it turns out I was mad at myself for not seeing it sooner. When I realized that I had made a terrible mistake I prayed that I could have your forgiveness. I never wanted to cast you out Santana, I thought I was protecting you, but I was wrong. I'm sorry. Te quiero niña."

"I'm sorry too abuela."

Alma stood up and moved in front of her granddaughter, pulling her in for a hug. Both sobbing they let their emotions run free as they finally reconnected with each other.

"Can I ask for your forgiveness?" The old woman asked softly, Santana feeling her warm hands caress her face and wipe away the tears.

The younger Latina nodded and sniffled. "Yes." She was pulled into another hug in which she accepted gratefully, her arms wrapping tightly around the woman she had missed for the past eight years.

"I've waited for this day for so long."

Alma smiled before pulling away, kissing her on the forehead. "I promise to make it up to you mija, I promise. Juro."

Santana just nodded as she let herself be pulled into another hug, finally letting herself truly breathe for the first time since that night all those years ago. They had a long way to go, but after today she knew that not only her but her abuela was willing to put the work in to make things better between them.

While Santana was gone, Letty drove Dani down to the local donut shop, a known cop hangout.

"What are we doing?"

"Putting Santana's initiation into motion."

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" The blonde asked, watching as an officer got out of his car and entered the shop.

"Yes, now get your ass out of my car and get over there. We need a police car."

"You're actually letting me steal one?"

Letty nodded. "Just this once. When we have it safely at the garage I'll fill everybody in. For now, I need you to do the impossible once again. You're the only one I can trust to get away from the cops without fucking up the entire car. Trading paintwork is fine, I just need the on-board computer inside."

"You want me to lose them and get back to the garage with no heat on my ass?"

The older Latina nodded. "Yep, now get over there. I'll see you back at the garage."

Dani nodded and got out of the car, Letty watching her cross the road before driving off. Now on her own, Dani knew she would have no back up if things went wrong. Pretending to wait for someone, she surveyed the lot outside, looking for her best and easiest way out. Spotting a car at the end, she could see that it would be a straight shot to the road. Looking around for any nearby cops she made her way casually into the parking lot.

Swiftly making her way over to her targeted car she had to duck fast to avoid being spotted by a cop exiting the shop. When she was sure he was gone she had to hurriedly figure out a way to actually get into the car. Looking around, she spotted a large, jagged rock the size of her hand in the nearby flowerbed. Once she grabbed it and was gripping it tightly in her hand she boldly smashed the window on the driver's side door. She reached inside through the broken glass and opened the door, safely wiping the seat of stray shards of smashed window before sliding in and getting her bearings. Moments later she was already hot-wiring the vehicle, the engine sparking to life with a loud roar along with its alarm.

"Shit!" She cursed, slamming the door shut and buckling herself in.

Seconds later the first cop had exited the shop and spotted her, Dani never more thankful Letty told her to wear sunglasses and to tie her hair up in a ponytail.

"Unknown assailant stealing one of the cruisers! I repeat, unknown assailant stealing one of the cruisers! Please respond!" He shouted into his radio, his hand then reaching for his gun. Before he could even think about shooting, Dani was peeling out of the parking lot.

Dani breathed a sigh of relief, but it was short lived when two cars pulled up behind her with their sirens blaring. She had to think quickly and threw the car into a sudden left turn, the rear sliding as it lost grip in the speed and quickness of the action.

Regaining control, she mashed the accelerator pedal down as far as it would go, the car speeding through traffic. Glancing at the flashing lights in the rear-view mirror, she was glad she had nabbed a Dodge Charger. Thank God for the cops upgrading their vehicles.

She fast approached an intersection and was faced with two cars waiting at the stop light. Swerving to the left, she immediately had to take a hard right on to the next street to avoid being hit by an oncoming minivan. The car slid across the tarmac as she fought to keep control as she was once again faced with oncoming traffic. She had a split second to dodge an approaching car and watched in her rear-view as one of her pursuers crashed into it. Seconds later the remaining cop was already calling for back up.

"Unit down, requesting back up!"

Dani shook her head as she gripped the wheel tightly and keeping her foot down on the accelerator she continued up a steep incline. The engine roared as it was pushed to its limits, and as she reached the top of the hill she temporarily left the tarmac. Seeing two more cruisers heading straight for her, she swerved to the left, narrowly missing two more collisions from advancing traffic.

Three lanes of commuter traffic on each side gave her more space to evade them but the stream of cars had grown in size, making it harder to weave in and out of. Speeding down the road she quickly glanced around the cabin of the car and thought what the hell and flicked on the sirens, grinning when cars in front of her started moving out of the way.

As the flow of vehicles in front of her started splitting she pressed down harder on the accelerator, her foot hitting the clutch and quickly switching up a gear as she heard the loud roar of the cars turbo charged engine. However, her enjoyment was short lived when a cruiser had joined her, ready to box her in and take her out.

It gradually edged her towards a large flat-bed truck carrying a large number of logs as its cargo and she felt it ram into the side of her. Gritting her teeth, Dani didn't have long to think about her next move before she was really taken out and she sure as hell wasn't about to let that happen any time soon. Her eyes flickering from the truck on her left to the cop car on her right she made a split-second decision, she was going to attempt to do something she'd only ever seen Letty do.

Swerving her car to the right to create some room she then immediately swerved to the left and drove under the truck, lucky that it was high enough for her to fit under. Not caring that she had ruined the lights mounted on the roof she didn't have time to think before she was thrown into the next obstacle.

She had nowhere to go when she emerged and found herself flying down a steep flight of stairs that led to the lower road, a noticeable difference between the two roads. Trying to keep control she only took minor damage to the front bumper as she swerved from one side of the stairs to the other. She steered to the right as she finally cleared them and found herself on the lower road with the traffic coming towards her. Narrowly missing an oncoming bus, Dani just managed to gain control when she saw one of her pursuers start driving down the stairs she had just cleared.

Not caring that the front bumper now barely hanging on, the cop swerved up next to her on the right. Glancing over at it she had a good idea of what was about to happen but before it could make good on her prediction, the driver had to steer in different directions to miss another oncoming vehicle. Now by a huge plaza, the traffic was heavier and when they both finally came to a gap in traffic, the cop wasted no time in swerving out and then in suddenly ramming her in the side.

"Fuck!" Dani cursed, trying her hardest to keep control as her car swerved at the force of the other cruiser.

She had barley recovered before it hit her again, this time more powerful than the last. Just gaining control she had a split second to think before it would hit her again. Her foot hit the brake pedal, instantly slowing her down and as the cop made to ram her he didn't hit anything, swerving over to her left side. Now that they had switched places, she looked at the mirror to her left it was gone, probably lost earlier along the way. Not caring she looked back to the road but when she glanced to her right she noticed a huge shotgun behind the center console that she hadn't realized was there before.

Grinning she grabbed it and checked the barrel. Switching it over to her left hand she held the wheel tightly before hanging it out the window. The cop in the cruiser next to her eyes grew wide at the sight of the gun and before he could react Dani had fired, the front right tire popping and sending him out of control. She threw the gun over onto the passenger side seat and gripped hold of her steering wheel with both hands as she watched the cop car flip over.

Grinning she shifted up a gear, dodging more oncoming traffic. Before she could think about being free she saw a cruiser speeding towards her on the opposite side of the road, both the high and low roads now merged together. The cop in the passenger seat lent out of the window armed with a similar shotgun to hers and fired shooting out her sirens, not that they worked anyway after her under-the-truck move not too long ago.

"Hey, that's not fair! They didn't work anymore but that's so not the point!" She yelled, gritting her teeth.

Knowing she had to somehow get rid of him before he passed her, she swerved onto his side of the road and drove directly towards him. At the last moment he swerved to her left and lost control, the car flipping over and crashing into the cruiser she had shot the front tire of.

Grinning she continued up a slight hill and heard the police scanner.

"We have road blocks on either side of the road. They have nowhere to go."

Knowing that stopping wasn't an option she thought about where she was, she knew there was only one way she would get out of the area – and that was to keep going forward.

When she saw the roadblocks, she muttered. "I hope this works."

The cops watched from either side as she kept speeding, showing no signs of stopping at all. Pressing down on the accelerator and shifting up another gear she put the engine to the test as she fast approached the barrier that kept anyone from driving off a cliff, literally. Seeing the highway not too far away Dani prayed to every God she could think of as she sped towards the barrier.

The cops watched on in awe as she smashed through the barrier, her car being thrown into the air. Under the highway a ratty looking homeless man in an old tattered top hat with a battered looking shopping cart screamed for his life as he watched the stolen cruiser seemingly fly through the air, running for cover out of fear of actually being hit.

Dani yelled excitedly as adrenaline rushed through her veins. She felt the whole car move with her before she reached the other side, the front bumper flying off as she hit the road. Swerving to keep control she accelerated onto the right side of the road through one of the breaks in the central reserves.

Glancing into the rear-view mirror she saw a cruiser that had been following her, trying to pull off the same move, but it crashed into the central reserve instead. Shaking her head, she gathered that she had finally lost them and shifted up a gear, heading back towards the garage to deliver the car to her crew leader.

Letty was talking with Kitty and Mia when a battered Dodge police cruiser pulled up in the middle of the yard outside the garage.

"One sec." She excused herself and made her way over to the car, oily rag in hand.

Mia and Kitty were joined by everybody else as they watched Dani step out. Kitty rolled her eyes when she saw the smirk on the other blonde's face directed her way.

"Good work. You actually made it back in one piece"

"I nearly got caught!"

"I knew you would escape, why do you think I asked you to do it?"

Dani shook her head as Burt walked up to them. "Whatever it is that you're planning, maybe you would like to do it somewhere where people can't see you? They're probably still looking for this thing, so get it inside."

There were no words said as Dani stepped back into the car, firing it up and driving it carefully into the garage and parking it up next to Santana's Supra which was still having work done to it, the Latina in question nowhere in sight. Once Dani got out of the car again, the crew surrounded it.

"How did you get your hands on this?" Quinn asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I stole it, genius" Dani bit back, motioning to the broken window.

"As if that's not obvious. I meant-" Quinn was cut short by a slap to the shoulder by Rachel. "Hey! What was that for?"

"Stop it"

"Thank you" Letty grinned.

"No problem" Rachel beamed.

"Would someone please explain to me why I have a stolen cop car in the middle of my garage?" Burt stated, motioning to the beat-up Dodge.

"I needed the computer system in it."

"Couldn't you just go and buy one?"

"I could have but I wanted a police-specific one. They're gonna be looking for this car, more specifically it's on-board computer. The rest of the car doesn't matter to us."

"But why do we need it in the first place?" Tina asked from her place beside Marley.

"I needed it to install in Santana's Supra."

"Why!?" Marley asked.

"I'm putting Santana's initiation into motion. You all had your own, it's only right that if Santana is going to join completely, she has go through an initiation. The on-board computer is gonna be tracked, and when the police find it, it will be in Santana's car. We will tip off the cops tomorrow when we head down state and once we're in the tri-county area and leave her to escape. If she escapes, she can join the ranks of our crew. If she doesn't she won't be a part of the crew any longer."

Brittany glanced over at Tina and Marley who both had similar looks of helplessness on their faces.

"Now, before Santana gets back let's get the computer out and into her car without her knowing."

As the crew started splitting up Brittany couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of guilt settle heavily in the pit of her gut. She had a bad feeling about this.

Spanish References:

Mija = daughter/granddaughter

Te quiero niña = I love you girl

Juro = Swear