AUTHORS NOTES-

Hey everyone here is another chapter for you guys! Thanks for the couple of ppl who commented, its greatly appreciated and I would LOVE for more people to R&R, and get feedback on this story!

Here you guys are! Enjoy!

Loves,

Tasha

Brain bit his lip as he drove down the highway. All around them was nothing but dark except for the blue glow coming from the backseat and radio and air vents.

"So…I'm gonna be living with you for a little while huh?" Channa clarified.

"Yup." Brian answered.

"That's cool." Channa replied, smiling to herself. She always loved Brian and it seemed like her life ended when he moved away. Their mom had died when she was like four, and ever since then really all of them even Brian had a hard time with their dad. Her dad she hated, her middle brother annoyed her, but Brian, he was different story completely!

"OF COURSE, it's cool!" Brian repeated laughing, raising his tone and looking over at her giving a funny face, making her laugh hardly.

A long pause fell and out of the corner of his eye he saw her looking around and grinning.

"Awesome car Bri." She admitted.

"Hey, thanks, oh but be careful though, I have guns planted all over the place, in case I need one." Brian replied glancing over at her quickly every now and then.

Channa grinned back and then allowed it to fade from the silence.

"So, where's Jerry at?" Brian asked as he turned around a corner.

"I dunno. He left about two months after you headed off to LA." Channa answered as she looked over at her brother.

"Really? Do you have any idea where he went? Have you heard from him?" Brian asked switching his arms, giving his right arm a rest while he sat his left hand on the wheel, also opening himself up and closer to Channa.

"No, and no, heck Bri, I don't even know if he is still alive." Channa murmured

"That's too bad." Brian admitted.

"So how is everything going?" Channa asked.

"Ohh, you know…it's going." Brian answered looking over her.

They entered the late LA driving straight to Brian's apartment. He pulled into the first empty car spot he saw and turned off his car. Channa pushed the heavy door opened, stepping out and just looking around. She saw city lights in the distant, a streetlight near by, and other large buildings through the dark. She turned her head to the large apartment building see spotlights lighting up the sign, a small fountain in front giving the night a sound of rushing water. Channa snapped out of it and noticed Brian had popped the trunk and grabbed two out of the four suitcases she had in the back. After sitting them down on the concrete he dragged the other two out and slammed his trunk down.

Channa closed her eyes as she felt the warm California breeze blow through her, the smell of sand and salt water filled her nostrils. Brian then clicked the alarm system on making the car beep, also jolting her out of her thoughts. She looked back at her brother who shoved his car keys into his pockets.

"Here Bri, lemme help ya with those. They ARE mine after all." Channa replied running up to him and grabbed the other two suitcases.

"Thanks." Brian replied and the two walked to the front of the building.

Brian managed to open the door and allowed Channa to walk in first, immediately getting welcomes by freezing cold air, the heat of Cali, leaving them vainly. They walked straight back to where there were two sets of elevators, which took them to the fifth floor. Channa followed him to the left and clear down that hallway, then the path turned another left and Brian sat her bags down at the eighth door on their right. He fished for his key card, pulled it out and yanked it down the small slot. A green light lit up telling Brian it read and accepted his card. He looked back at Channa and gave her a small smile then opened it and kicked it open more with his foot.

"Welcome home Channa O' Connor." Brian said as she walked into his apartment, Brian following with the luggage.

Channa was already in the living room, a large TV in the right corner with two sets of black leather couches, with a silver and black coffee table in between the couches and TV.

"Come on in, don't be afraid." Brian said chuckling as he walked past her.

Channa giggled slightly and walked in more. To her left she saw a wall thrusting out into the room, around it pressed his computer which was full of papers, old bottles and other stuff, and a little ways down was the kitchen, decorated in black but rimmed with silver. Next to the kitchen was a hallway, where Channa guess where the rooms were.

"Wow Brian, it's a nice place. And clean…for a guy!" Channa answered laughing as she sat her stuff down.

Brian grinned.

"Yea I know, I am used to being organized from being a cop." Brian admitted as he picked up all of her bags this time.

"Come on, I'll show you your room." He replied, walking down the hallway next to the kitchen, Channa followed. She has already passed one room, but it was a bathroom, and Brian entered the second door on his left.

Channa turned on the light to see a full size bed in the corner, a desk and a lot of amounts of boxes and books and papers sprawled out on the floor.

"I promise I'll get all this stuff out of here this week. No one else lives here so I kept all my crap in this room. But I'll get it out of your way, all this needs to go in the closet anyway." Brian replied setting down the suitcases on the floor in front of the bed.

"Thanks. And take your time, its not big deal." She admitted.

Brian nodded, in haling deeply as he sat his hands on his hips and looked around then at her.

"You hungry or anything?" He asked.

"Um, kinda, but not HUNGRY, hungry." Channa answered looking back at him.

"Well it is…" Brian started as he looked down at his watch.

"5:30. And I am kinda hungry," Brian said smiling then walked past her and out of her room.

Channa laughed and followed.

"I knew you were driving a little fast." Channa accused.

Brian laughed, his back to her as he reached in the fridge, grabbing a beer and a coke as well as a couple cartons of Chinese food. Brian turned around and tossed her the bottle of pop, which she barely caught.

"Your reflexes need some work." Brain admitted as he grabbed his bottle and two cartons.

"Gee thanks." Channa admitted.

"You like white rice and broccoli and beef?" Brian asked.

"Love it." Channa corrected as she walked towards his couch.

"Great." Brian replied as he carried them over and sat them on the coffee table.

Channa gave an odd face as she looked around.

"Where are your coasters?" She asked.

"I'm not that organized." Brian said laughing as he held the cap on the side of the table and pounded his fist on top, snapping the cap off. He took a drink and sat it on the table. Channa grinned, shrugged and placed her bottle next to his.

Brian grabbed a fork and scooped a fork full of rice onto it and into his mouth. Channa followed his lead and did the same. His blue eyes looked over at her.

"It's good to see you Chan." He replied after he swallowed his food.

Channa looked up at him and smiled.

"It's great to see you Brian…you really kinda grew up. I missed you so much. I thought my life ended when my favorite brother left." Channa admitted as she put a piece of chilled broccoli in her mouth.

"Kinda crazy someone nabbed dad…uhh…listen…Chan…" Brian replied looking at her seriously, she returned his look.

"Did he ever…"

Channa focused on him, he saw his eyes squint slightly, and noticed his hesitating.

"Hit…you?" Brian asked his face long gone from any joking face.

Channa looked away.

"No, he didn't. Of course he never did when you were there…you always made sure of that. And Jerry tried his best to do the same after you left but when he left I thought I was a goner for sure. But I always managed to get away and hide or stay with some friends. No, he hasn't." Channa assured him.

Brian nodded in relief.

"Good." He answered looking back into his carton.

"Yea I was so lucky. You and Jerry are the ones that always go it." Channa admitted.

"Yea I know. I never forget some of them." Brian replied even revealing a slight hint of a smile then he allowed his left hand raise up to his left cheek, near the bottom, and felt his finger fall into the small indent or scar that was there.

"Man, I really remember that one time when he cracked me right here. Son of a…ohh, well you know the word that goes next. That's the night I decided I had to get out of that house." Brian replied stuck in a reminiscing mode.

Channa nodded.

"Channa I am so sorry I left you. We were always so close, and I just left ya know? I like abandoned you. I guess I was just thinking of myself. That man scared the crap out of me." Brian admitted.

"Brian don't apologize for wanting to get away from that." Channa assured him in a soothing voice.

Brian smirked as he looked up.

"He was my motivation for becoming a cop. Actually our whole family was. Some of the things I witnessed him do…I felt obligated to become a cop. I had to take it upon me to put as many jack offs in jail before he could ruin another boy's life…or another girl's life." Brian explained.

Channa smiled sweetly at him.

"That's such a great thing for a little girl to hear. Brian, you really have made a great life for yourself. You get to be a hero everyday. Gahh that must ROCK!" Channa replied falling backwards into slouching position in the couch.

"I dunno, it can get pretty scary. I deal with guys like dad everyday, and that's not always a good thing." Brian answered laughing.

Channa giggled a little too.

"Umm Channa, look you need to know something." Brian replied scooting on the edge of his seat, closer to her. Channa sat up and leaned closer to him as well.

"Nine, months ago I got sent on this case to find out who was jacking the trucks and stealing the electronics inside." Brian began.

"Ohh, yea I heard about that on the news, YOU handed that?" Channa asked.

"Yea, I got sent undercover to find out who was doing it, cause they found out the kind of cars and how they were doing and they figured it had to be a street racer. To make a long story short I got mixed up in some really dangerous crap, and that case is now ancient history. But I am still friends with the people who highjacked the trucks, cause I befriended them in the races. They found out I was a cop and they now think I am no longer one. You CAN NOT tell ANYONE that I am a cop, ok. NO ONE, cause no one knows but you and the guys at the police department. I am still used by the police department to get on the inside of gang life, and racers and stuff like that. But everyone else just knows me as Brian O' Conner, the guy who is Dom's best friend, and one hell of a street racer. Channa, I'm serious, NO one can find out. If one of these guys find out I am a cop, my life could be in danger, these guys are serious stuff, and they don't like cops. Do you…do you understand what I am saying?" Brian asked.

"So you're like living a double life? Everyone sees you on the outside and thinks of you as street racer law breaker Brian but on the inside you're a cop undercover on the streets?" Channa asked.

"Now you got it." Brian said smiling.

"Wow." She said slightly breathlessly.

"That…that's got to be really hard for you. Like watching every little thing you say and do, and making sure no one is catching you investigating, and stuff. Wow, Brian." Channa replied going back to slouching.

"It's very serious." Brian assured her.

"You have my word. I won't say anything Bri, I promise." Channa said immediately.

"Great, thanks." Brian said smiling as he picked up his carton of white rice.

"So wait you mean to tell me you can break the law all you want so you can maintain your cover and can't get in trouble for it?" Channa asked very interested.

"Yea I guess, I never thought of it that way…" Brian admitted putting his carton on the coffee table and picking up his beer bottle and leaned back comfortably in his couch.

"So you have been street racing before?" Channa asked.

"Of course." Brian said.

"Do you race in them?" Channa asked really getting interested.

"Sure do, sometimes I don't but most times I do." Brian replied.

"Brian that's awesome!" Channa replied squealing with excitement.

"My boy Dom basically runs them, and I always hang out with him and his crew so you'll probably meet them all eventually." Brian explained taking a drink of the beer.

"You're even allowing them to influence you, you bad boy! Your driving is a little sharp and a little fast." Channa accused.

Brian chuckled.

"Hey…you catch street racers, ya gotta drive like a street racer." Brian replied trying to defend himself.

Channa laughed at his defense.

"Well Chan, I am going to go to bed, I have been up far too long. Get some sleep ok." He answered standing up then kissing her on her forehead.

"Promise, night Brian." She replied.

"Night." He said as he walked down the hall.

Channa smiled to herself as she watched him leave, she was so excited to have him back in her life again.