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LEAVING
It was a weird experience being on his feet after so long strapped into a hospital bed. Vince growled under his breath, not wanting Brian to hear. He'd struggled into some clothes, his shoulder burning with pain and was stood waiting as Brian reached the room. He smiled when he saw Vince; he didn't have to ask the question again to get the answer he wanted
"Say a word cop and I'm going back into bed" Vince uttered venomously
"Nah, you've tasted freedom now, the desk says you're clear to leave if I make sure you take these pills at the right time and if you take it carefully"
"Fuck you"
Brian shook his head and produced a set of handcuffs. Vince barked out his laugher at the sight of them
"Had many kinky nights in?" he jeered
"Not enough, stick em on your wrists"
"No way am I going in cuffs out to the car"
"I like realism"
It made Brian smile to hear himself say that, consciously having mimicked one of his ex-colleagues when he himself had been pulled over, put in handcuffs and driven away to where his boss was based for the case so that it looked like an ordinary streetside arrest. It was true though; if Vince just walked out beside Brian then the staff would know that something was up. He moved towards Vince dangling the cuffs from one hand
"Forget it pretty boy" Vince jeered, his eyes very angry "I ain't going to your car wearing cuffs"
"Vince, just put them on, otherwise the staff are going to know something's wrong ok?"
Vince glared at him before finally holding his hands out towards Brian, his stony expression daring him to laugh or crack a remark. With a remarkably straight face, Brian clicked the cuffs on so that Vince hung his hands in front of him. To cuff him so that his hands were behind his back would be safer for Brian but pushing it with Vince. Brian picked up the small bag of belongings of Vince's and then walked towards the door. He could practically feel Vince's anger burning behind him as he moved. It gave him a lot of satisfaction to know he was getting his way with the stubborn racer.
They reached the corridor and Brian stopped, grabbing Vince's arm to grab him closer
"Look resentful and don't say a word ok?" he hissed
"Hey you're the boss brother, that's gonna look real compassionate, you shopping your so-called brother, that's what you told them right?" Vince sneered
"I've told them it was a cover to be allowed in; how I'm at odds with the cops on duty and so on, special branch that needs complete secrecy" Brian replied "they said they've heard taller tales anyway and besides, a badge gives you access anywhere"
Vince growled in his throat as they began walking again. Brian had thought of everything. It was his only way to freedom, he reminded himself furiously, his only way. They reached the front desk and Brian chatted breezily to the receptionist as he signed the release forms for Vince.
"Yeah, he's going in for a long round of questioning, got a lot of deaths to answer for" Brian sighed "good to have back on his feet finally so we can start the process, thanks for looking after him for us"
"No problem" smiled the receptionist "he hasn't given us too much trouble"
Brian smiled again, walked out the door with Vince trailing rebelliously behind him and stopped beside a beautiful metallic purple racer. He flipped open the trunk, dropping Vince's and his own bag into it. Vince stopped, his anger momentarily sated as he looked in wonder at the car. He thought it would be forever before he got to see one of them again. He yearned to be able to get into the driver's seat and peel out of the parking lot at a healthy speed over ninety, that was what racing was all about. Filling that part of yourself and leaving the rest of your life behind. Unfortunately, he couldn't do that right now. He was stuck with rent-a-cop.
"Where'd you get a beauty like this?" he asked, walking over the car
"Harry's, since I work there I get a few perks like working on my car for free" Brian replied proudly, opening the passenger seat for Vince
Vince glared at him. He didn't want any favours but trying to open a door with handcuffs on wasn't the smartest idea in the world he realised. Grudgingly he nodded at Brian before sliding painfully in and shifted into a more comfortable position as Brian walked round the car and got in behind the wheel.
"Get these fucking handcuffs off me now" Vince ordered through his teeth, pain shooting through his shoulder
With a tiny smile, Brian quickly unlocked them, allowing Vince to rub his wrists and glare at Brian.
"Even think of doing that again and I'm throwing your ass out of this car" he said
"I might have to do it again if we encounter cops of any kind who recognise you" Brian replied steadily, though the idea of running into cops who might recognise HIM wasn't very appealing either "so get used to the idea"
Before Vince could yell at him again, Brian started the engine which roared back at him. Vince was silent, listening to his favourite music. Brian turned back to him with a characteristic grin, thoughts of Mia dancing through his head.
"Let's go to Mexico"
*
The sun seemed to be dropping into the ocean. Mia had walked down to the shore after finishing her supper, leaving the others to do the dishes. Leon had offered to accompany her, joking that it made him sick to watch Dom and Letty together since they were glued to each other. But Mia had said she wanted to do this alone. She wanted some space again. She took off her sandals and held them in one hand as she walked, enjoying the feeling of the sand between her toes. It felt delicious, freeing. She wished Brian was walking beside her, holding her hand and talking to her, knowing exactly what to say to make her smile. It always came back to him it seemed.
Life went on. But she couldn't. She'd thought that over time it would get better, she'd stop seeing Brian drive up asking for a sandwich, working on a car with Dom, helping her wash up, sitting beside her as they watched a movie. But she knew now it would never get easier. He was everywhere, involved with everything. She tried, she really tried to carry on like everything was normal but she couldn't. Jessi wasn't ever going to be lying under a car fixing it or sitting in front the computer for hours as he endlessly smoked cigarettes. She'd probably never see Vince again, brush off his advances or yell at him to help her. She doubted she'd ever see Brian again. He didn't even know where they were, that was if he wanted to know.
Tears fell down her cheeks again. She couldn't stop crying and now, walking alone, she let herself cry everything. Here she was again watching and waiting though Letty had some hope at the end of her vigil, she had none. She couldn't watch Dom and Letty be so happy together, it tore her heart completely that Dom was able to drive back but Brian wasn't. Brian had given up his car for Dom. It felt like he'd given up her too. There was nothing left for her.
She wandered aimlessly into the ocean, enjoying the feel of the water around her knees. She didn't care that her dress was wet through, sticking to her skin. In the ocean she felt alive and whole. She lifted her hands above her head, enjoying the wind through her hair and on her skin. Here nothing mattered anymore because nature took everything away from her. Suddenly a wave knocked her off balance and she found herself underwater. She toyed with the thought of surfacing or swimming but decided not to. She could feel her body sinking silently. Everything was so much simpler, no problems at all. She liked the sound of that. Slowly her mind drifted, she couldn't feel anything anymore. Everything was slowing down; everything was more beautiful as her mind faded into comforting peaceful darkness.
LEAVING
It was a weird experience being on his feet after so long strapped into a hospital bed. Vince growled under his breath, not wanting Brian to hear. He'd struggled into some clothes, his shoulder burning with pain and was stood waiting as Brian reached the room. He smiled when he saw Vince; he didn't have to ask the question again to get the answer he wanted
"Say a word cop and I'm going back into bed" Vince uttered venomously
"Nah, you've tasted freedom now, the desk says you're clear to leave if I make sure you take these pills at the right time and if you take it carefully"
"Fuck you"
Brian shook his head and produced a set of handcuffs. Vince barked out his laugher at the sight of them
"Had many kinky nights in?" he jeered
"Not enough, stick em on your wrists"
"No way am I going in cuffs out to the car"
"I like realism"
It made Brian smile to hear himself say that, consciously having mimicked one of his ex-colleagues when he himself had been pulled over, put in handcuffs and driven away to where his boss was based for the case so that it looked like an ordinary streetside arrest. It was true though; if Vince just walked out beside Brian then the staff would know that something was up. He moved towards Vince dangling the cuffs from one hand
"Forget it pretty boy" Vince jeered, his eyes very angry "I ain't going to your car wearing cuffs"
"Vince, just put them on, otherwise the staff are going to know something's wrong ok?"
Vince glared at him before finally holding his hands out towards Brian, his stony expression daring him to laugh or crack a remark. With a remarkably straight face, Brian clicked the cuffs on so that Vince hung his hands in front of him. To cuff him so that his hands were behind his back would be safer for Brian but pushing it with Vince. Brian picked up the small bag of belongings of Vince's and then walked towards the door. He could practically feel Vince's anger burning behind him as he moved. It gave him a lot of satisfaction to know he was getting his way with the stubborn racer.
They reached the corridor and Brian stopped, grabbing Vince's arm to grab him closer
"Look resentful and don't say a word ok?" he hissed
"Hey you're the boss brother, that's gonna look real compassionate, you shopping your so-called brother, that's what you told them right?" Vince sneered
"I've told them it was a cover to be allowed in; how I'm at odds with the cops on duty and so on, special branch that needs complete secrecy" Brian replied "they said they've heard taller tales anyway and besides, a badge gives you access anywhere"
Vince growled in his throat as they began walking again. Brian had thought of everything. It was his only way to freedom, he reminded himself furiously, his only way. They reached the front desk and Brian chatted breezily to the receptionist as he signed the release forms for Vince.
"Yeah, he's going in for a long round of questioning, got a lot of deaths to answer for" Brian sighed "good to have back on his feet finally so we can start the process, thanks for looking after him for us"
"No problem" smiled the receptionist "he hasn't given us too much trouble"
Brian smiled again, walked out the door with Vince trailing rebelliously behind him and stopped beside a beautiful metallic purple racer. He flipped open the trunk, dropping Vince's and his own bag into it. Vince stopped, his anger momentarily sated as he looked in wonder at the car. He thought it would be forever before he got to see one of them again. He yearned to be able to get into the driver's seat and peel out of the parking lot at a healthy speed over ninety, that was what racing was all about. Filling that part of yourself and leaving the rest of your life behind. Unfortunately, he couldn't do that right now. He was stuck with rent-a-cop.
"Where'd you get a beauty like this?" he asked, walking over the car
"Harry's, since I work there I get a few perks like working on my car for free" Brian replied proudly, opening the passenger seat for Vince
Vince glared at him. He didn't want any favours but trying to open a door with handcuffs on wasn't the smartest idea in the world he realised. Grudgingly he nodded at Brian before sliding painfully in and shifted into a more comfortable position as Brian walked round the car and got in behind the wheel.
"Get these fucking handcuffs off me now" Vince ordered through his teeth, pain shooting through his shoulder
With a tiny smile, Brian quickly unlocked them, allowing Vince to rub his wrists and glare at Brian.
"Even think of doing that again and I'm throwing your ass out of this car" he said
"I might have to do it again if we encounter cops of any kind who recognise you" Brian replied steadily, though the idea of running into cops who might recognise HIM wasn't very appealing either "so get used to the idea"
Before Vince could yell at him again, Brian started the engine which roared back at him. Vince was silent, listening to his favourite music. Brian turned back to him with a characteristic grin, thoughts of Mia dancing through his head.
"Let's go to Mexico"
*
The sun seemed to be dropping into the ocean. Mia had walked down to the shore after finishing her supper, leaving the others to do the dishes. Leon had offered to accompany her, joking that it made him sick to watch Dom and Letty together since they were glued to each other. But Mia had said she wanted to do this alone. She wanted some space again. She took off her sandals and held them in one hand as she walked, enjoying the feeling of the sand between her toes. It felt delicious, freeing. She wished Brian was walking beside her, holding her hand and talking to her, knowing exactly what to say to make her smile. It always came back to him it seemed.
Life went on. But she couldn't. She'd thought that over time it would get better, she'd stop seeing Brian drive up asking for a sandwich, working on a car with Dom, helping her wash up, sitting beside her as they watched a movie. But she knew now it would never get easier. He was everywhere, involved with everything. She tried, she really tried to carry on like everything was normal but she couldn't. Jessi wasn't ever going to be lying under a car fixing it or sitting in front the computer for hours as he endlessly smoked cigarettes. She'd probably never see Vince again, brush off his advances or yell at him to help her. She doubted she'd ever see Brian again. He didn't even know where they were, that was if he wanted to know.
Tears fell down her cheeks again. She couldn't stop crying and now, walking alone, she let herself cry everything. Here she was again watching and waiting though Letty had some hope at the end of her vigil, she had none. She couldn't watch Dom and Letty be so happy together, it tore her heart completely that Dom was able to drive back but Brian wasn't. Brian had given up his car for Dom. It felt like he'd given up her too. There was nothing left for her.
She wandered aimlessly into the ocean, enjoying the feel of the water around her knees. She didn't care that her dress was wet through, sticking to her skin. In the ocean she felt alive and whole. She lifted her hands above her head, enjoying the wind through her hair and on her skin. Here nothing mattered anymore because nature took everything away from her. Suddenly a wave knocked her off balance and she found herself underwater. She toyed with the thought of surfacing or swimming but decided not to. She could feel her body sinking silently. Everything was so much simpler, no problems at all. She liked the sound of that. Slowly her mind drifted, she couldn't feel anything anymore. Everything was slowing down; everything was more beautiful as her mind faded into comforting peaceful darkness.