The Fast And The Furious 2. Nitrus Burn.
CHAPTER 1
Brian turned away as the orange Supra rounded corner, its tires squealing as the car accelerated away. As the noise died away, so did a piece of Brian's heart, the piece that wished he was in that car with Dom. He gritted his teeth, and walked away, wondering what punishment he would receive for letting him go. He wondered if Jessie and Vince were alright.
*1 year later.*
Brian hung up the phone and surveyed the police station from behind his desk. He stretched the collar of his uniform. Brian tapped a finger on the receiver and wondered what to do next. Finally he picked up the phone again and dialled. Someone answered, their voice low and inaudible. "Hello, Dom, I just spoke to the hospital, Letty's gone into Labour. Yeah ok, ill keep my ears open here, but no one knows you're back. I think your safe."
Brian sat at his desk in a good mood, he now had a nephew, little Jason Torreto. He wondered again how he'd ever gotten back in with Dom. Of coarse, keeping him out of jail had helped, plus keep Jessie and Vince out had helped. After claiming Tran and been behind the whole thing after all, and that Vince had been injured, while trying to stop Tran so as to clear their names. Of course, a little evidence engineering had gone on, by Tran was dead, so the case just disappeared. Then Mia had turned up, and apologised for leaving, and before he knew it, he was one of the team again, even Vince trusted him now, especially since falling for tiara, a girl he'd met at a race. Now they were married, and Brian was undercover again, except this time be was working for the team, keeping an eye on the cops.
His smile dropped however when he saw the file on his desk. He flicked through it. Last night, a truck full of high quality electronic products, DVDs computers etc had been hijacked my people driving three black modded cars, with a green glow from the underside. The make was unidentified, but they sounded like the Civics Dom and his team had used before. Even the tires and the method of boarding the truck were the same. A not was attached to the folder. 'My office ASAP'.
Brian knocked and entered. "Well Brian, it looks like Toretto's back, and up to his old tricks. Though I cant work out why he'd risk it." The Captain said. "I don't believe it was them sir. I believe it was some copying them." "Do you know something I don't Officer O Conner, because I cant see any other way you'd come to that conclusion." "Well for one sir, they wouldn't be stupid enough to come back here and commit the same crime again, and, I know where they all were last night at the time of the hijacking, and I believe there is video evidence of this." "So you think some one else in the scene is taking up Dominic Torreto's torch. Its possible sir, yes, or a frame up."
"I'll have to talk to my superiors about this. You do realise this is going to bring up old questions. I helped you cover up that stuff a year ago, but this could bight us in the ass, so you'd better be right about this, or we are going to be in as much shit as them."
"Yes sir, thank you." Brian left the office, grabbed his coat, and headed for the door, he needed to see Dom. They had to talk.
CHAPTER 1
Brian turned away as the orange Supra rounded corner, its tires squealing as the car accelerated away. As the noise died away, so did a piece of Brian's heart, the piece that wished he was in that car with Dom. He gritted his teeth, and walked away, wondering what punishment he would receive for letting him go. He wondered if Jessie and Vince were alright.
*1 year later.*
Brian hung up the phone and surveyed the police station from behind his desk. He stretched the collar of his uniform. Brian tapped a finger on the receiver and wondered what to do next. Finally he picked up the phone again and dialled. Someone answered, their voice low and inaudible. "Hello, Dom, I just spoke to the hospital, Letty's gone into Labour. Yeah ok, ill keep my ears open here, but no one knows you're back. I think your safe."
Brian sat at his desk in a good mood, he now had a nephew, little Jason Torreto. He wondered again how he'd ever gotten back in with Dom. Of coarse, keeping him out of jail had helped, plus keep Jessie and Vince out had helped. After claiming Tran and been behind the whole thing after all, and that Vince had been injured, while trying to stop Tran so as to clear their names. Of course, a little evidence engineering had gone on, by Tran was dead, so the case just disappeared. Then Mia had turned up, and apologised for leaving, and before he knew it, he was one of the team again, even Vince trusted him now, especially since falling for tiara, a girl he'd met at a race. Now they were married, and Brian was undercover again, except this time be was working for the team, keeping an eye on the cops.
His smile dropped however when he saw the file on his desk. He flicked through it. Last night, a truck full of high quality electronic products, DVDs computers etc had been hijacked my people driving three black modded cars, with a green glow from the underside. The make was unidentified, but they sounded like the Civics Dom and his team had used before. Even the tires and the method of boarding the truck were the same. A not was attached to the folder. 'My office ASAP'.
Brian knocked and entered. "Well Brian, it looks like Toretto's back, and up to his old tricks. Though I cant work out why he'd risk it." The Captain said. "I don't believe it was them sir. I believe it was some copying them." "Do you know something I don't Officer O Conner, because I cant see any other way you'd come to that conclusion." "Well for one sir, they wouldn't be stupid enough to come back here and commit the same crime again, and, I know where they all were last night at the time of the hijacking, and I believe there is video evidence of this." "So you think some one else in the scene is taking up Dominic Torreto's torch. Its possible sir, yes, or a frame up."
"I'll have to talk to my superiors about this. You do realise this is going to bring up old questions. I helped you cover up that stuff a year ago, but this could bight us in the ass, so you'd better be right about this, or we are going to be in as much shit as them."
"Yes sir, thank you." Brian left the office, grabbed his coat, and headed for the door, he needed to see Dom. They had to talk.
