Title: Revenge Is Best Served Cold
Author: Strawberry Gashes
Summary: After Jezzie, Lay, and Fergie return beaten and bruised from Cambodia, Adam comes after them and turns their lives upside down. Jezzie, Lay, and Fergie go on a hunt to find him and end up learning more about their friends that they never knew, or wanted to know. What they learn may destory their friendships with the Toretto Team.
Disclaimer: The only thing I own in this story is anyone you don't recognize. I make no money out of this whatsoever and this is for my own fun. Everything else belongs to Universal studios and the wonderful people who brought us The Fast and the Furious and 2 Fast 2 Furious. meh! This is Part 2 to In My Eyes (I suggest very highly of reading In My Eyes, before you read this).
My Note: Sorry this is so short, we're supposed to be moving into our house soon and I've been busy with School. I'm sorry I killed the kids, but...I don't know. Jezzie needed a bigger reason to go after Adam. The tomb raider thing and then trying to kill her thing didn't seem like enough for her to just drop everything and chase him down. And I promise...this will get better as soon as I have a closed enviroment away form the prying eyes of my family.

Chapter 6: Biggest Mistake Of Your Life

"The pain and anguish builds in this once strong woman, making her stronger than before. The need to hunt the man down and chop off his head grows inside her body, making her angry and strong. The-"

"What the fuck are you talking about Fergie?" Jezzie said angrily, looking at Fergie with both of her eyebrows raised. It had been two weeks since Adam had killed Angel and Brandon. It had been a week since the two teams buried the two young toddlers in the local cemetary, where Jezzie and her family had actually buried her mother after she died from Lung Cancer the year before. Jezzie had talked to the police numerous times, but they seemed to have given up on even trying to find Adam. Jezzie figured that they thought it was her fault.

So she decided to take it into her own hands.

Not that it wasn't her plan in the beginning.

Letty had also been injured that day. She was still in the hospital, loudly recovering from her multiple injuries. Jezzie and the rest of the team were surprised that the doctors at the hospital were letting her stay.

"Sorry, got caught up in the hype." Fergie said, shrugging. Jezzie shook her head as she realized Fergie was excited about hunting down Adam. "What? I can't be excited about something?" Fergie asked, switching from excited to slightly pissed off. Jezzie turned her back on Fergie and headed towards the front door of the Miami team's house. "Jez, chickie, don't walk away from me. I was just kidding." Fergie said, trying to put humor in her voice. Jezzie smiled to herself as she realized that Fergie was afraid that she had hurt Jezzie's feelings.

"Don't quit ya day job sweetie." Jezzie called to her, looking over her shoulder. She flashed Fergie a smile as Fergie flicked her off. Jezzie turned her head back around as she chuckled to herself. What a front. Jezzie thought. The smile was forced, the jokes were forced, everything was forced. Except the anger. No, the anger and hate are real. Jezzie sighed as she walked across the street to her house. Fergie, instead of following Jezzie, got in her car and waited.

Jezzie walked into the garage and opened the door to the kitchen part way. She peaked in and saw nobody. She opened the door all the way and tip toed in. She opened the closet door, which was near the garage door and across from the bathroom, and pulled out a bag. The contents of the bag included somew very nice (and expensive) guns and several clips for them. She shut the door and turned back to the garage. She shut the garage door behind her and headed to her car. She got in and tossed the bag on the other seat.

Leon, Dom, Vince, Jesse, and Brian had all bought Jezzie a new car after hers was riddled with bullets and then blown up. They were currently working on fixing that, but with Angel and Brandon's death, they had temporarily postponed it.

That was fine with Jezzie.

Her new car was a dark blue 2005 Infiniti G coupe.

Not the best racing car in the world. But hey, it worked.

Jezzie pulled out of the driveway and followed Fergie and Lay's cars down the street. A few minutes later, they reached the highway and Jezzie soon grew bored of the silence. Of course, it wasn't total silence. Not only could Jezzie hear the gentle, beautiful purr of her car, but Fergie and Lay were having a stupid conversation over the two way radio. Something to do with Fergie's sex life. Jezzie shook her head and turned on her radio. Gwen Stefani's new song 'What You Waiting For' came blaring out of the speakers. She turned it up loud.

Like a cat in heat stuck in a moving car/Scary conversations,/Shut my eyes, can't find the brake/What if they say that you're a cutter?

Naturally i'm worried if i do it alone/Who really cares cuz it's your life/You never know, it could be great/Take a chance cuz you might grow/Oh... oh ohhh

What you waiting/What you waiting/What you waiting/What you waiting/What you waiting for!?

What you waiting/What you waiting/What you waiting/What you waiting/What you waiting for!?

Tick tock/Tick tock/Tick tock/Tick tock

Take a chance you stupid Ho

Jezzie let her head bob to the music as the three girls sped down the highway. None of the girls seemed to care about speed limits or 'the rules of the road' as the passed by cars who honked at them.

"I am the greatest!" Fergie said over the two way. Jezzie turned the radio down a little and picked up her radio.

"Haha! You be joking girl! You are hilarious!" Jezzie said over the radio, coming up beside Fergie's car. Fergie laughed.

"Don't hate the playa baby, hate the game." Fergie said, waving at Jezzie. She pressed on the gas pedal and shot ahead of Jezzie. Lay pulled up next to Jezzie and flashed her a smile.

"Fun times." Was all she said. Jezzie shook her head and pushed the gas pedal.

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Dom glared at Vince as they stood in the living room.

"YOU LET THEM GO?" Dom yelled, way beyond pissed. He couldn't believe that Vince would let three extremely angry women go to hunt down a guy who killed two innocent kids.

"What was I supposed to do DOM? They got some serious shit guns! The cops didn't do shit to find this Adam guy, let Jezzie deal with it." Vince said. He rather face Dom's wrath then Jezzie, Fergie, and Lay's. Especially when they had a shit load of guns in their pocession.

"You should have stopped them!" Dom yelled. Vince glared at Dom.

"Yeah right! They have guns! Do you not comprehend?" Vince said slowly. Dom got in Vince's face. Vince didn't flinch.

"I don't care if they had a whole ARMY! You should have stopped them!"

"Why didn't you?" Vince shot back. Silence engulfed the room as Dom let that sink in. Vince, for once in his life, knew this was not his fault. For once he knew what Jezzie was doing was right. The cops had let it go. They had let the deaths of two little children go. Like it wasn't important.

But those two kids had been everything to Vince.

He had loved them like they were his own. Brandon was going to be like Vince. Brandon was going to have a better life than Vince had. Brandon was going to be a great guy with a great life.

Then that idiot took away his life. For what? Revenge? On a one year old? He didn't do anything.

Brandon and Angel didn't deserve to die.

But Adam does.

"It's not my fault." Dom finally said, not moving from Vince's face.

"Of course not Dom. This is all Adam's fault. And he's going to get what he deserves." Vince said. Mia, who was standing in the room with Dom, Vince, Brian, Rome, and Leon, was staring in shock at Vince. She had never in her life heard him say something so...smart.

"Because we all know, he made the biggest mistake of his life." Vince finished.

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"She will hunt him down and bash his head in. She is...mighty woman!" Fergie said stupidly as they walked across a parking lot. Jezzie stopped and looked at Fergie.

"What happened to your brain?" Jezzie asked quietly, completely aggrivated by the fact that Fergie had been doing the same thing the whole day. Fergie shrugged.

"I told you, I'm hyped up." She answered. Jezzie's jaw dropped.

"WHAT DRUGS ARE YOU ON?" Jezzie screamed in the parking lot for the Airport. The three girls, who looked higly out of place, had recieved curious looks from the other people who were in the parking lot. Fergie's jaw dropped.

"What?" Fergie said. In the few months that she had known Jezzie, she had never seen her like this. The look on her face scared Fergie. Jezzie used to be so...together.

Now she was falling apart.

Worse than before.

She had it all for a few days.

Then it was gone.

She had her kids and her husband and her friends.

Now her kids were dead because she went 'tomb raiding'.

Suddenly the look on Jezzie's face vanished and it was replaced with a look of forced humor.

"Sorry. Let's go." With that she turned and headed to the bus stop so they could get a ride to their plane. Lay looked at Fergie and shrugged.

"I guess she's allowed to be...weird sometimes, eh?" Lay said. Fergie shrugged and followed Jezzie into the building. They were here to take their private plane to fly to Miami where Adam and the Trans were. Jezzie sat down on the bench and waited with her bags at her feet and her bookbag on her back. Fergie and Lay sat down next to her.

And so they waited.