A/N And the story unfolds...It's kinda rushed, and I didn't edit, so forgive any errors.
Vince rolled over and slapped his alarm, and was about to roll over when he realized that the annoying sound that woke him up was the phone ringing. He looked at his clock and it read 4:31 am.
He picked the receiver up and clumsily put it up to his ear.
"hello?" he slurred.
"Vince, it's Twiggs, get up and get dressed."
Vince sat up slowly, rubbing his eyes.
"Why?" Vince asked tirely.
"We got problems. It's Leon. He was in a wreck."
Vince jumped up, now suddenly wide awake.
"WHAT? IS-IS HE..OKAY?!" Vince stuttered into the phone.
"His Skyline was completely totaled. It was a pretty bad wreck, you better get down to the hospital."
"I'll be right down.." Vince said, slamming the phone down as he threw some clothes on.
"VINCE!" mia yelled, running up to hug him tightly.
"Mia, where's Leon? Is he okay?" Vince cupped her face with his hands, holding her back to look into her eyes which were clouded with tears.
"He's..." She began.
"Vince..." Dom called, sitting on the floor beside a room.
"Dom..where is he?" Vince asked.
Dom looked up, tears in his eyes.
"No.." Vince said in shock, stepping back slowly.
"NOOO!!" he screamed, falling to his knees.
"No what, Dawg?" Leon asked from the doorway.
Vince snapped his head up to spot Leon in a hospital gown, IV dripper in tow.
"LEON! WHAT THE HELL?!" Vince jumped up, inspecting the few cuts and bruises on Leon's face.
"LE, IS THAT REALLY YOU?" Vince yelled, poking a bruise on Leon's arm.
"OW! No you moron, i'm his ghost, coming to claim your soul and beat you with a bedpan. YES IT'S ME!" Leon screamed, walking off down the hall, limping slightly.
"Wow.." Vince said blankly.
He got up and then realized what had happened.
"LEON! YOU ASS!" Vince yelled.
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"Doin' okay, Leon?" Dom asked, looking up from his gameboy.
Leon simply nodded from his position on the bed.
It had been two days since Leon's crash, and he was awaiting the doctor's permission to leave.
Dom stood up from the chair and stretched, groaning loudly.
"Good, then let's get the hell outta here..."
"Gotta wait for the doctor, dawg." Leon replied, turning the page of his Import Tuner magazine.
"Crap.." Dominic complained, plopping back down into the chair.
"You know Le, you're gonna need another car... We should start looking as soon as you get out." Dom advised, not looking up from his game.
Leon nodded again, flipping another page.
"Actually, I already had one in mind..." Leon said, breaking his silence.
Dom looked up, curious as to what car Leon thought could replace a Skyline.
"Oh really? What?"
Leon smirked slightly, turning another page.
"A Nissan 350Z."
"Nice. Jesse will enjoy working on that for you." Dom laughed.
"It won't replace my skyline, but oh well."
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After being checked over twice by the doctor, Leon was cleared to leave.
"I never got why you liked rotary engines, Dom." Leon commented, climbing into Dom's RX-7.
Dom simply smiled.
"Much more torque potential than a piston engine. Plus it looks interesting," he laughed.
"Not if you know what you're doing," Leon grinned.
Leon, dressed in jeans with holes in the knees and a greasy basketball jersey, walked into the Nissan dealership, eyeing the blue 350Z.
"May I help you?"
Leon turned around to spot a balding, grey haired man in a cheap, Armani wanna-be suit, with a cheesy grin on his face and an even cheesier fake gold ring on his pinky. He looked like the type of self-important assholes that Leon had grown to hate.
"Yeah, I wanna buy this car." Leon said plainly.
The man laughed.
"You? But this is a Nissan 350Z with-"
"With a 3.5 liter DOHC 24-valve V6 engine, high flow intake system and dual vented disk brakes. I know," Leon finished for the man
"I'm sorry, I can't sell you this car.." The man began to walk off.
Before he could get anywhere, he ran into the muscular figure of Dominic.
"Why can't you?" Dom asked, looking down at the salesman.
"Let's start the paperwork, shall we?" The man asked, straightening his tie.
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Twiggs paced back and forth in his living room, the phone pressed to his ear.
"Sir, I don't think that they pose a threat..." He spoke slowly.
"No sir, that's not what I'm saying, I just--" Twiggs was cut off again.
He paused for a second, then rubbed his eyes with his free hand.
"Yes sir, I'll take care of them.." He said, hanging up.
"Hey Twiggs, what's up man?" Jesse asked from under the hood of a Dodge Neon, just as Twiggs walked in.
"Not much. How bout you?"
Jesse sighed.
"Just trying to install the new intake system on this damn Neon." came the reply.
"You seen Vince?" Twiggs asked.
"Yeah, he went to the beach with Samantha about 15 minutes ago."
"What about the others?"
"Dom went to pick Leon up, Letty went to Harry's, and I don't know where Brian and Mia are. So it's just you and me." Jesse grinned.
"Oh baby.." Twiggs laughed.
"What's up guys?" Brian asked, walking in with Mia.
Twiggs sighed and cursed to himself.
"Hey Bri." Jesse said. Twiggs just nodded.
"I'll see you later Bri, I'm gonna go get some food." Mia turned to kiss Brian briefly before heading out to her car.
"Hey Brian, come here for a sec, will ya? I need a hand."
Brian walked over and he and Jesse were discussing the intake system when Brian fell to the ground, unconscious.
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When Brian awoke, he rolled over, his head hurting severely.
His hand hit something hard, and he looked up to spot a boot. Attached to a leg.
Brian got on his knees to spot Jesse's lifeless body, in a pool of blood.
He had a single bullet hole in his forehead.
"JESSE!" Brian yelled, kneeling by his side.
"What the--" He said, finding the silenced pistol by Jesse's body. He picked it up and examined it., standing up to run a hand through his hair.
"And then the bartender says, " I suppose you won't be needing a drink, and then the lady says.." Dom stopped, spotting Brian with the pistol.
"Brian, what the hell?" Dom asked, walking around the car to spot the body of Jesse in a pool of blood.
"Dom, this isn't what it looks like...I-I just woke up on the floor next to Jesse. I think.." He paused, rubbing the back of his head, holding out his bloody hand.
"Someone hit me.." He finished.
Dom looked back and forth between Jesse's body and Brian, not knowing whether or not he should believe him.
"Dom, Jesse was like a brother to me! I wouldn't fucking kill him!" Brian yelled.
"WELL WHO DID?!" Leon finally screamed, running to his best friend's side, pressing Jesse's lifeless head into his chest. He sobbed, momentarily then looked up.
"Whoever did this is going to pay... Brian, even if it is you..." Leon said as Dom hung up the phone after calling 911.
"Leon, you guys gotta believe me... I wouldn't kill Jesse. Someone fuckin knocked me out. The only other person here was..." Brian stopped.
"What? Who was it?" Dom asked.
Brian looked up at Dom's eyes.
"Twiggs..." Brian said quietly.
"What?" Twiggs asked walking in slowly.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Brian yelled, tackling Twiggs.
They both fell to the ground, Twiggs face first. Brian was about to press Twiggs' face into the ground, when he noticed the blood on the back of Twiggs' head.
"GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME BEFORE I STAB YOUR ASS!" Twiggs yelled, squirming.
Brian stood up.
"You didn't kill Jesse..." Brian said as Dom and Leon dragged Twiggs away from Brian.
"I DIDN'T EVEN FUCKIN KNOW JESSE WAS DEAD! I WOKE UP OUT BACK ON THE FUCKIN GROUND!" Twiggs screamed.
"Someone knocked us out and killed Jesse...I'm..I'm sorry, I thought it was you.." Brian stammered.
"Yeah, no problem..." Twiggs eyed Brian, brushing his shirt off.
Just as the ambulance and police officers were leaving, Vince and Sam pulled up into the DT parking lot.
Vince rushed in, Sam behind him.
"DOM! What the hell was all that? Everyone OK?" he asked hurredly.
Leon looked up at Vince and then filled him in on the situation.
Vince collapsed into a chair, his face in his hands.
Sam wrapped her arms around Vince, trying her best to comfort him.
He looked up, a look of pure hatred in his eyes.
"You...you punk...are going to die.." Vince grinned insanely, looking at Brian.
A/N I sincerely apologize to any and all Jesse fans reading this, lol. But in the end, Jesse's death will be justified. Yes, who was it? Who knocked Twiggs and Brian out and killed poor, unsuspecting jesse? XD I'll give you a hint--the person is closer than you think he/she might be.
Vince rolled over and slapped his alarm, and was about to roll over when he realized that the annoying sound that woke him up was the phone ringing. He looked at his clock and it read 4:31 am.
He picked the receiver up and clumsily put it up to his ear.
"hello?" he slurred.
"Vince, it's Twiggs, get up and get dressed."
Vince sat up slowly, rubbing his eyes.
"Why?" Vince asked tirely.
"We got problems. It's Leon. He was in a wreck."
Vince jumped up, now suddenly wide awake.
"WHAT? IS-IS HE..OKAY?!" Vince stuttered into the phone.
"His Skyline was completely totaled. It was a pretty bad wreck, you better get down to the hospital."
"I'll be right down.." Vince said, slamming the phone down as he threw some clothes on.
"VINCE!" mia yelled, running up to hug him tightly.
"Mia, where's Leon? Is he okay?" Vince cupped her face with his hands, holding her back to look into her eyes which were clouded with tears.
"He's..." She began.
"Vince..." Dom called, sitting on the floor beside a room.
"Dom..where is he?" Vince asked.
Dom looked up, tears in his eyes.
"No.." Vince said in shock, stepping back slowly.
"NOOO!!" he screamed, falling to his knees.
"No what, Dawg?" Leon asked from the doorway.
Vince snapped his head up to spot Leon in a hospital gown, IV dripper in tow.
"LEON! WHAT THE HELL?!" Vince jumped up, inspecting the few cuts and bruises on Leon's face.
"LE, IS THAT REALLY YOU?" Vince yelled, poking a bruise on Leon's arm.
"OW! No you moron, i'm his ghost, coming to claim your soul and beat you with a bedpan. YES IT'S ME!" Leon screamed, walking off down the hall, limping slightly.
"Wow.." Vince said blankly.
He got up and then realized what had happened.
"LEON! YOU ASS!" Vince yelled.
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"Doin' okay, Leon?" Dom asked, looking up from his gameboy.
Leon simply nodded from his position on the bed.
It had been two days since Leon's crash, and he was awaiting the doctor's permission to leave.
Dom stood up from the chair and stretched, groaning loudly.
"Good, then let's get the hell outta here..."
"Gotta wait for the doctor, dawg." Leon replied, turning the page of his Import Tuner magazine.
"Crap.." Dominic complained, plopping back down into the chair.
"You know Le, you're gonna need another car... We should start looking as soon as you get out." Dom advised, not looking up from his game.
Leon nodded again, flipping another page.
"Actually, I already had one in mind..." Leon said, breaking his silence.
Dom looked up, curious as to what car Leon thought could replace a Skyline.
"Oh really? What?"
Leon smirked slightly, turning another page.
"A Nissan 350Z."
"Nice. Jesse will enjoy working on that for you." Dom laughed.
"It won't replace my skyline, but oh well."
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After being checked over twice by the doctor, Leon was cleared to leave.
"I never got why you liked rotary engines, Dom." Leon commented, climbing into Dom's RX-7.
Dom simply smiled.
"Much more torque potential than a piston engine. Plus it looks interesting," he laughed.
"Not if you know what you're doing," Leon grinned.
Leon, dressed in jeans with holes in the knees and a greasy basketball jersey, walked into the Nissan dealership, eyeing the blue 350Z.
"May I help you?"
Leon turned around to spot a balding, grey haired man in a cheap, Armani wanna-be suit, with a cheesy grin on his face and an even cheesier fake gold ring on his pinky. He looked like the type of self-important assholes that Leon had grown to hate.
"Yeah, I wanna buy this car." Leon said plainly.
The man laughed.
"You? But this is a Nissan 350Z with-"
"With a 3.5 liter DOHC 24-valve V6 engine, high flow intake system and dual vented disk brakes. I know," Leon finished for the man
"I'm sorry, I can't sell you this car.." The man began to walk off.
Before he could get anywhere, he ran into the muscular figure of Dominic.
"Why can't you?" Dom asked, looking down at the salesman.
"Let's start the paperwork, shall we?" The man asked, straightening his tie.
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Twiggs paced back and forth in his living room, the phone pressed to his ear.
"Sir, I don't think that they pose a threat..." He spoke slowly.
"No sir, that's not what I'm saying, I just--" Twiggs was cut off again.
He paused for a second, then rubbed his eyes with his free hand.
"Yes sir, I'll take care of them.." He said, hanging up.
"Hey Twiggs, what's up man?" Jesse asked from under the hood of a Dodge Neon, just as Twiggs walked in.
"Not much. How bout you?"
Jesse sighed.
"Just trying to install the new intake system on this damn Neon." came the reply.
"You seen Vince?" Twiggs asked.
"Yeah, he went to the beach with Samantha about 15 minutes ago."
"What about the others?"
"Dom went to pick Leon up, Letty went to Harry's, and I don't know where Brian and Mia are. So it's just you and me." Jesse grinned.
"Oh baby.." Twiggs laughed.
"What's up guys?" Brian asked, walking in with Mia.
Twiggs sighed and cursed to himself.
"Hey Bri." Jesse said. Twiggs just nodded.
"I'll see you later Bri, I'm gonna go get some food." Mia turned to kiss Brian briefly before heading out to her car.
"Hey Brian, come here for a sec, will ya? I need a hand."
Brian walked over and he and Jesse were discussing the intake system when Brian fell to the ground, unconscious.
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When Brian awoke, he rolled over, his head hurting severely.
His hand hit something hard, and he looked up to spot a boot. Attached to a leg.
Brian got on his knees to spot Jesse's lifeless body, in a pool of blood.
He had a single bullet hole in his forehead.
"JESSE!" Brian yelled, kneeling by his side.
"What the--" He said, finding the silenced pistol by Jesse's body. He picked it up and examined it., standing up to run a hand through his hair.
"And then the bartender says, " I suppose you won't be needing a drink, and then the lady says.." Dom stopped, spotting Brian with the pistol.
"Brian, what the hell?" Dom asked, walking around the car to spot the body of Jesse in a pool of blood.
"Dom, this isn't what it looks like...I-I just woke up on the floor next to Jesse. I think.." He paused, rubbing the back of his head, holding out his bloody hand.
"Someone hit me.." He finished.
Dom looked back and forth between Jesse's body and Brian, not knowing whether or not he should believe him.
"Dom, Jesse was like a brother to me! I wouldn't fucking kill him!" Brian yelled.
"WELL WHO DID?!" Leon finally screamed, running to his best friend's side, pressing Jesse's lifeless head into his chest. He sobbed, momentarily then looked up.
"Whoever did this is going to pay... Brian, even if it is you..." Leon said as Dom hung up the phone after calling 911.
"Leon, you guys gotta believe me... I wouldn't kill Jesse. Someone fuckin knocked me out. The only other person here was..." Brian stopped.
"What? Who was it?" Dom asked.
Brian looked up at Dom's eyes.
"Twiggs..." Brian said quietly.
"What?" Twiggs asked walking in slowly.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Brian yelled, tackling Twiggs.
They both fell to the ground, Twiggs face first. Brian was about to press Twiggs' face into the ground, when he noticed the blood on the back of Twiggs' head.
"GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME BEFORE I STAB YOUR ASS!" Twiggs yelled, squirming.
Brian stood up.
"You didn't kill Jesse..." Brian said as Dom and Leon dragged Twiggs away from Brian.
"I DIDN'T EVEN FUCKIN KNOW JESSE WAS DEAD! I WOKE UP OUT BACK ON THE FUCKIN GROUND!" Twiggs screamed.
"Someone knocked us out and killed Jesse...I'm..I'm sorry, I thought it was you.." Brian stammered.
"Yeah, no problem..." Twiggs eyed Brian, brushing his shirt off.
Just as the ambulance and police officers were leaving, Vince and Sam pulled up into the DT parking lot.
Vince rushed in, Sam behind him.
"DOM! What the hell was all that? Everyone OK?" he asked hurredly.
Leon looked up at Vince and then filled him in on the situation.
Vince collapsed into a chair, his face in his hands.
Sam wrapped her arms around Vince, trying her best to comfort him.
He looked up, a look of pure hatred in his eyes.
"You...you punk...are going to die.." Vince grinned insanely, looking at Brian.
A/N I sincerely apologize to any and all Jesse fans reading this, lol. But in the end, Jesse's death will be justified. Yes, who was it? Who knocked Twiggs and Brian out and killed poor, unsuspecting jesse? XD I'll give you a hint--the person is closer than you think he/she might be.