One Thing yet to be Done

The seasons have changed and it was January in Los Angeles. It wasn't cold, southern California rarely ever got cold, but there was a chill in the air around Dominic Toretto. Dominic was cold. He had shut himself off emotionally; he had cut himself off from his friends and family, and his heart was frozen in an ice that could not be melted. He allowed himself only one emotion-- anger. That anger boiled inside of him, stirring around, just waiting for the moment when that anger could be released on that one person, or perhaps persons, most deserving of it's violent wrath.

On this first day of the new year, Dominic found himself once again standing over his friend's grave. The sweater he'd pulled on earlier that morning did him no good for his own cold, and he shoved his shaking hands into his pockets as he began to speak, "I have tried everything Romeo. I do not know what to do. I have done everything that I can think of to find her but there isn't any information on her. The only thing I got from all your papers and files, the ones you kept for the restaurant, was her full name-- Tianna Isis Ammon. Which is a nice start, I thought I'd had something then, but the address you had listed under her name was the address to your apartment.

"There wasn't anything else useful. Her schedules, schematics of her car, the price list of all the varying parts... Her name, Ro, that was the only thing I found that I needed, but even that wasn't useful." He ran a hand over his clean shaven head , and sighed. As he gathered his thoughts he wasn't aware of the woman walking up behind him. "There is nothing on her, Romeo. I'd always said that Jesse can find out anything about anyone, but there isn't anything to find. She doesn't exist. There are no records anywhere on her Ro. I've tried everything..."

Mystic frowned softly, she had come to pay her respects to Romeo, and had come up on Dominic unknowingly. She listened as he spoke, and understood what he'd felt. She smiled as she realized he was in love with her. She could tell he was lost without Tia. "There is one thing you haven't tried," Mystic said as she stepped forward and laid a handful of white roses on Romeo's grave. She said a few words in silence to her departed friend, then looked up to Romeo. "We should go back to your place first. It's not right to talk about such things among the dead."

"Can you help?" Dominic asked quietly, "Can you help me find her?"

"Yes."

Dominic drove Mystic back to his house, it wasn't a home with out Tianna, and led her up to his room. "Everything I have on her is in here," Dominic said when he opened the door. Mystic had given him an odd look and he felt the need to clarify why he was taking her to his bedroom.

"Ah, I understand." Mystic stepped over the threshold and looked around, "You want to keep her near to you." She was in awe for a moment as she studied her surroundings. Dominic had always been a very clean person, very tidy, and his room was in chaos. But the closer she looked she realized it was still an organized chaos. The papers he'd gotten from Romeo's apartment had their own pile, and the pictures-- oh the pictures-- were all pinned into the wall that once had nothing on it. It was covered in all the pictures gotten from the shoe box Tia kept. There had been so many that some had been taped to his window. "You found her pictures... She would be glad you have them."

Dominic glanced around, his eyes dropping their shield for a moment to reveal the hurt within him, but just as soon as they had fallen were they back up again. "Yeah... There were a lot of pictures of her and Romeo." Dom walked around his room picking up the dirty clothes he'd dropped on the floor and shoved them into his closet. Then he straightened the papers on the floor, they were left on the floor but at least they were in neat stacks. He sat Indian style on the bed, and then suddenly looked up at Mystic, "Wait how did you know about the pictures?"

"It's a long story, but to give you the nutshell version, I was a typical depressed teenager and spent time with Tia in Rostengburg. She told me about pictures she had. About a couple trinkets in there." She looked around the room, and saw the just mentioned objects sitting on Dominic's dresser. "The car god is new. The ring was the one her father tried to give her mother, and the ankh he gave to Tianna."

"Adian?" Dominic asked, thinking the objects were much to nice, and also that gifts were thoughtful and O'Brien was not a thoughtful man.

Mystic laughed, "No. Her real father. He gave them the gifts before they left Egypt."

"She's Egyptian?"

"Didn't you say you found her full name?" Mystic was wondering around, studying the images, especially the ones in the window, "Tell me, does Isis Ammon sound American to you?" A brow arched as she looked at one of the pictures of a man holding a small child in his arms. The man had dark skin, and hair, and was dressed in a white suit. The ankh pendant hung around his neck. "I didn't know she had pictures of him..."

"Of her dad?"

"Yeah," Mystic pulled the picture of the window and noticed when the light shone through it, words showed through to the front. When she flipped the picture over she saw an address written on the back. A brow furrowed, there was no name for the address, but she assumed it was Tianna's father's. "I'm going to write a letter. It's a long shot, but her dad might still be at the address. He might help. I don't know why Tia and her mom left Egypt, but she and her dad look close in this picture so I'm going to try."

"Was that the thing I haven't tried that you mentioned in the cemetery?" Dominic asked his anger seeping out a little, he felt as if Mystic was skipping around the point, and not telling him what he needed to know.

"No sorry. The only place that has files of Tianna is the once place you haven't gone yet-- Rostengburg. They keep files on all of there patients. The things they write down about one's mentality might not be accurate, but they had addresses. They still have Tianna's journal too I'm sure, and that would be useful even if the files weren't."

"How would her journal be useful?"

"Look around you Dominic, these photographs were how she kept everything. She wrote everything down in that journal, for important stuff, like names and birthdays, and address, to what her favorite color of the day was. If you get that you'll be that much closer to finding out where Adian is going to take her."

"Didn't he already take her though? Off the beach?"

"I don't think so. Now I have a theory, and you are probably not going to like it, but keep in mind it's just a theory." Mystic sat across from Dominic on the bed mimicking the way her was sitting. "I've gathered some pieces together mental, I watch too many cop shows so I like to try and detect things. First the night she went missing from the beach, she would have never gone willing to her dad. I know that she was probably not in much of a position to do any fighting, but a man like O'Brien always makes the news. Someone would have seen him around the area at the time of the accident, and he would've been mentioned on the news. So I was thinking who would it be? Who would Tia go with? It certainly wasn't you or me, or any of the team, we'd have Tianna back if it was." The look Dominic was giving her was making her shift uneasily, but she continued on, "I had to think back, to events that would bring someone besides us in contact with Tia. She wouldn't go with cooperate spies, and the only other person she'd been in contact with was Letty." Mystic held up a hand to silence the comment Dominic looked about to scream at her. "Think about it Dominic even you said Letty would only come back to get revenge and ruin your life. I know she said she wanted to wipe the slate clean and start over with all of us, which would make Tia think Letty was an okay person. But Dominic, Tia bet Letty thirty-five thousand dollars. Letty has never had that kind of money, she's an excellent racer, but she's never had that kind of money. She wouldn't ever be stupid enough to blow it on one race if she did have it, unless-- unless it wasn't hers to begin with. I think Adian paid her off. I think Letty is working for Tia's step father." Mystic sighed softly, then shook her head, as if it had all been a silly thought, "Just think on it for a while Dominic. We have to make plans for tomorrow."

"What's happening tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow you and I are going to break into Rostengburg."