The Ultimate Betrayal
"Keep Calm, Jordan." Tempest said, using Jordan's real name, indicating she was still pissed. "They don't have shit on us." She whispered as they were in the back of the cop car. Jordan was breathing hard, almost to the point of hyperventilating.
"We got you for that nice little car that's illegal. A nice add to the impound lot. Illegal tail pipes, neon lights, going over the speed limit, and eluding police officers." The cop in front listed their violations verbally, feeding on Jordan's fear.
"Big, fucking deal." Tempest laughed, not worried If she was booked, Ice would have her out in no time. That was, if it wasn't one of his infamous setups.
"I'm scared." Jordan admitted in the cell the two friends were sharing. It was then Tempest saw the drugs were taking full effect. She was paranoid beyond belief.
" NO shit. I can see that. That's what yo ass gets for that shit. Calm your ass down or I'ma give you and Tiff's beating all in one big dose. They see you actin a fool like this and you're in for a rougher time than this. Now straighten it up. NOW." Tempest scolded, yelling under her breath.
"I can't." Jordan cried, her body stating to shake as she wrapped her arms around her body, racking back and fourth.
"You have to come to. Get it together. WE need to be legit to get outta here and find Tiff." Tempest growled, pushing her down on the cell's single bench.
"I want her to come home." Jordan chewed on her nails.
"You sure about that? She's gonna whip your ass as least three times for the shit you pulled." Tempest predicted in a warning tone.
"Tempest! Oh my God! Tempest, I just saw Tran!" Jordan jumped up. Tempest slapped her.
"Get a grip." she warned, her hand raised again to show she would do it again if need be.
"You, girl with the rag, Your finger prints didn't work. Let's go, you gang wannabe." an officer looked at Jordan, who sat there, just shaking her head no.
"J, it's just to fingerprint you. I'm not asking, I'm tellin you, for Tiff's sake, chill it out and go do it." Tempest muttered under her breath. Jordan got up and walked out, confused as to why Tempest was acting the way she was.
"Wow, you managed to get even prettier." A uniformed cop held Jordan's chin up. She opened her eyes, seeing Johnny.
"Leave me alone!" She said, her plea a mixture of panic and anger.
"Aw, you missed me. I know you did." He shook his head. Jordan's body was paralyzed with fear. He shook his head., circling her. He leaned closer to her, whispering in her ear. "I'll never let you go. Enjoy living while you can." He smiled, licking her ear. She screamed, her body trembling, and was taken to the front where Ice and Tempest were waiting. Ice had already gotten the paperwork done and they were being discharged.
"J, you don't look so good. Do we need to go to the hospital?" Ice asked as Jordan shook in the head, her shaking beginning to worry even him.
"That was Johnny." She mumbled, not listening to anything anyone else was saying.
"No, Babe, it was the drugs making you see him." Ice corrected her.
"Any word on Tiff?" Tempest ignored her friend that she was still so mad at.
"No, not yet." Ice frowned. "Check her temperature for me, would ya?" He asked as he drove, staring at her in the rear view mirror.
"She's fine. Just trippin." Tempest replied, irritated at the whole position Jordan put herself into.
"Jordan, lay down and close your eyes." Ice ordered.
"She's already out. For the minute at least. Ice, I ain't gonna play your waiting game much longer. I'll go on my own and fine her if I hafta." Tempest said as they pulled up to the Toretto house.
"Girl, I got it on lock. I got her location and she'll be home soon." Ice grinned, loving her for her attitude and impatience.
"You said that a few times before and POOF. Still no Tiff. Did ya loose your magic?" Tempest asked dryly.
"Me? Loose my magic? I'm the king of magic." Ice said, putting his escalade in park.
"King of bullshit." Tempest muttered, getting out. He didn't hear her last comment and she was thankful of that, this once. She was too tired to rile him up tonight for a fight.
"What'd they get you for?" Brian rushed out, anxious to check on his sister.
"Illegal fucking street racer shit." Tempest said, walking up to the house.
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"I know you hate me for this…" Roman shook his head in between switching his CD's. Tiffany's non-moving, non-breathing body made him almost sad. His thoughts getting to him, he turned off the radio in frustration. The silence was worse so he flipped it back on. "How do I get myself caught up in this shit?" He asked, rubbing his arm that Tiffany had twisted in a small struggle. He didn't know what was worse,, the teeth marks or the twisting. His thoughts flashed to the scene where he had to inject her with the lethal drug mixture to kill her off and almost immediately stopped her breathing.
Lights flashed in his eyes, he swerved, almost running off the dark highway he was on.
"Pay attention. I'd pop you in the back of the head if my head didn't hurt so damned bad." Tiffany growled, making Roman jump.
"How ya feelin, Sunshine?" He asked as he concentrated on the road and then helped her sit up.
"Like shit, thanks to you and Ice." She rubbed her forehead. "you're lucky I know how my brother operates or you'd be dead." She admitted, still not so happy.
"Wait, you knew all along it was to help get you out?" Roman looked intrigued.
"No shit, Roman. Don't tell me you'd think I wouldn't know. Ice, though, he still needs an ass whoopin for not perfecting his drug like he promised he would." She grumbled, her fists balled.
"I thought you were gone. Damn! Those are some convincin ass drugs. That was some scary shit." Roman said, noticing head lights gaining on the semi he was driving. "We might have company." he noted, shifting gears.
"Good, I'm locked and loaded if it's anyone that wants to start some shit." She grabbed Roman's gun that has been laying on the seat.
"What about me, Girl?" he asked, drawing his hand back after reaching for the same gun, deciding to let her have it. She was in a pissy mood and he didn't think his odds were good.
"I gotcha back. What, no faith?" she asked irritable.
"Just , you know. You are still kinda drugged. I don't know, maybe got some blurred vision goin on…" Roman tried to be nonchalant with his words.
"Uh-huh. Wanna keep on diggin that hole you're workin on, ok?" Tiffany asked, her eyes alsmot slits as she tried to glare and focus at the same time.
"Not really, but thanks." He ansered simply.
"Ok, good." She replied, her eyes on the car that was now behind them. Then red and blue lights came on.
"Ah, hell no! Can a boy get a break? DAMN!" Roman groaned picking up his speed. He picked dup his cell, intent on talking to whoever answered.
"Slow down a bit so I can shoot their asses." Tiffany ordered, climbing outside the window a bit, the gun locked on the windshield.
"Yo, it's Romey Rome. I got cops on my ass. I'ma ditch the semi and meet up wit you in the desert. Three miles away form where you'll be here pretty soon." Roman relayed to Vince, who had answered.
"On our way." Vince assured him and then hung up, telling the group what was going on.
"Arizona, let's go!" Ice yelled, leaving out the tiny detail Tiffany was with Roman to Brian or the group.
"J.." He trailed off.
"I'll stay with her. Go on." Tej nodded, noticing Dominic roll his eyes and walk out.
"We'll be back, Man. Thanks." Brian promised, checking his sister's pulse one final time and knocking knuckles with Tej.
"It's fuckin freezin out here." Roman told Tiffany as the two stealthily walked towards their destination. Sirens wailed in the distance and they could be heard getting closer. They ducked and dodged behind trees, rocks, and bushes.
"Damn, pretty soon, they're gonna bring in their choppers." Tiffany said, dropping to the ground to crawl over a big open space to avoid being seen.
"Are you nuts?" Roman whispered at her taking off like that in an open space so big, though following.
"Won't do us any god if we don't make it to the caves, brainiac." Tiffany sighed. She too, was freezing. Her body temperature was still lower than normal thanks to Ice's concoction. "It's take our chances now or when the lights come on overhead for us." Tiffany sighed.
"Hold up. They're right over there. Shit." Roman grabbed her arm, stopping her from crossing another open space.
"Twenty four to station. I just found footprints. They are in the area." A cop radioed to his findings to the station form the radio that rested on his shoulder.
"We're bringing in the overheads and backup. Stay put and light a flare." The voice came back over the radio, confirming Tiffany's assumptions they would bring in aerial choppers. Roman closed his eyes in frustration
"Now. Let's go." Tiffany said, inching on her stomach rather than crawl, leaving less evidence in the sand. They made it to a section of trees and it seemed to be quiet at the moment. "Let's climb up here. The leaves are thick enough to hide us." She mused as she scaled the tall tree with mass branches and leaves. She ignored the cuts and kept on climbing.
"Damn, woman." Roman laughed. He picked up some big rocks and handed them up to her after she was settled in a 'safe' place. "In case of company." He nodded with a mischievous grin.
"I like your thinking." She nodded back. "So, have I missed much being gone?' She asked, passing time as they waited out the search for them.
"Diego and I are engaged." He said, almost making Tiffany fall off the branch she was beginning to get comfortable on. He laughed at that and then turned serious, wanting to stay on her good side, seeing the mean look he had just gotten for laughing at her.
"Never thought I'd see the day you would be getting hitched." She admitted, with a smile. "Congrats, Di's a good girl for you." She said, shivering. Roman took off his top shirt of layered shirts he was wearing and handed it to her.
"Thanks." He replied, shoving it to her, then a second time after she had refused. "Take the damned thing. I'm wearing more clothes than you." he ordered, shoving it at her yet again. This time she listened and put it on.
"Remind me, I'm in charge of the honeymoon and celebration party. It'll be the biggest party. One Even bigger than you and Brian's ass has ever seen." She promised, making Roman look interested.
"I'm thinking I want…" he started, grinning.
"Don't push it, boy." She warned, making him mockingly put his hand over his heart.
"Haha." She rolled her eyes at his comedy.
"I hope the crew isn't trippin. WE shoulda already been there." He said, fishing for his phone, realizing he had dropped it in the mess of he trees somewhere.
"Yeah, you hope. Hope being the word." Tiffany scoffed, ducking as the helicopters and lights flew overhead. She clung to the trees, trying to not be seen.
"IF they find us, I'll distract and you run. It'll be easier to get me out then you." Roman told her, being serious.
"Aw, tear." Tiffany mocked him. She began to doze in a light sleep waiting out the cops.
At the warehouse…
"Where is he?" Brian paced, sensing something was defiantly up. He paced so much he earned a look of irritation from Dominic.
"This heist still goin down with Tiff and now Roman gone?" Leon asked, changing the batteries in his two way.
"If you're afraid of getting bit, stay on the porch with the scaredy cats." Tempest told him playfully as she worked under her car.
"Oh, I'm not afraid." Leon looked down at her with his big green eyes that made Tempest want to melt.
"I see you shakin. Damn, you lost yo nerves." Tempest rolled back under the car.
"No, I didn't." Leon said as he held the tool she was looking for that he had snatched up form the ground that had been previously laying on the floor beside her. He looked at her smugly when she rolled back out.
"Seems to me ya did." She countered back, grabbing the tool. HE held onto it as did she and their eyes met, locking gazes, neither giving in to look away.
"Did I? It seems that nerve mighta been damaged by a former, maybe current mishap." Leon coughed on the word or current, making it seem as though he was talking about something other than a heist.
"Sounds like a case of regret. That couldn't be, now could it?" Tempest asked, trying to move her hand from his. He grinned, as though he had won, and she flashed him a smile, her tongue playing with her tongue ring.
"That's not right." He shook his head, giving up and letting go, his face red.
"I didn't do anything" She shrugged, her triumph of winning written all over her face.
"Yo. Tempest. How's that car comin?" Vince asked, breaking the two's gaze up, worried for his friend's safety.
"Good, thanks." She replied, disappearing under her car again.
"What the hell ya doin, man? Ice is gonna shoot your ass, if not something else." Vince whispered furiously, punching Leon.
"She started it , Dawg." Leon said, grinning like the Cheshire cat, and holding up his hands.
"Tell that to her man, would ya?" Vince scowled, his whisper having a dead giveaway of irritation.
"Rome's not answering." Letty told Ice, worried. She had been trying to do a once over on her car as well but was too worried up and worried.
"Quit callin in case he got called in and tryin track the call." Ice waved her worry off as he headed to the fridge for a drink.
"That makes me feel so much better." Letty blew her hair out of her face.
"If anyone can talk his way outta it, it's my boy." Brian reassured her, his mind on his wife and sister. Ice had told him countless times to quit worrying, she was fine and he was trying hard to believe him but it wasn't working. When he did manage to quit worrying, the guilt set in and he couldn't' help but to worry why he wasn't worried. He decided to call home and check on Jordan.
"Yeah, talk to me." Tej answered, flipping open his phone.
"IS she ok? You know why Temp and Ice are so mad at her? She said what happened to her yet?" Brian asked, his voice low as he tried to not be heard talking about the two he was asking about.
"Notta word, man. Sorry." Tej said, watching Jordan hobble upstairs. "She did manage to tell me Tran's twin is a cop and he talk to her." Tej admitted, now that he was able to talk without being heard.
"WHAT THE HELL?" Brian asked, so loudly that the whole crew looked at him, startled.
"I don't know, Bullet. It's all she would say but she's convinced and I believe her." Tej sighed, hating to be the one to tell him this.
"What's up?" Dominic asked, dreading more bad news. Ice came over to listen in as well, arms folded.
"J's tellin Tej that Tran's twin was at the station with her, a cop at that." Brian used his hands to talk along with him, being so upset.
"She took some PCP, that's why. Well, it was given to her. Whatever, the drug is causing her to freak out." Ice said, his eyes on Brian.
"She fuckin did WHAT?" Brian yelled, his phone dropping.
"The whole idea of being quiet surpasses that blonde head of yours, don't it, Blondie?" Dominic asked.
"Dude! Give me details or I'm out of this heist and leaving to go kick her ass!" Brian looked at Ice, then Tempest. Ice motioned for him to walk outside with him. "Ice, man, tell me the deal. I'm tryin to trust you with my wife missing as it is…you can at least tell me what the hell's up with my sister." Brian threw his hands up in aggravation.
"You're tryin to trust me with my sister's life? That's some funny shit." Ice raised an eyebrow, finding it more than comical.
"I'm out. Screw this." Brian shook his head, angrier than Ice had ever seen him before.
"Nah, man, you married in." Ice shook his head.
"What good does the marriage do if my wife's in trouble and I can't even help her out?" Brian yelled while pacing.
"So, this is about your wife, not your sister, huh? Why didn't you just say that?" Ice asked, folding his arms, and still grinning.
"DUDE! Dude, you're so…Impossible!" Brian stammered, at a loss for words.
Back to the desert….
"I think they're gone, girl." Roman whispered, the overhead choppers taking off in the same direction they had came from.
"Put your hands up! NOW!" A voice over the voice enhancing megaphone the cops used to be heard yelled.
"Stay up here." Roman whispered, acting as though he was having difficulty climbing back down to tell her without the cop noticing him. He jumped down and held his hands up.
"You're under arrest." The cop ran up to him and tackled him. He automatically put him in handcuffs.
"Define arrest for us, Biatch!" Tiffany came up behind him, knocking him out with the blunt force of her balled fist to the back of his head.
"Damn, those drugs turned you into superwoman." Roman joked as she took the keys to the cuffs off the belt of the police officer.
"Hmmm, do I want to let you outta those cuffs?" She asked, pretending to scratch her chin.
"Hardy har har. Where there's one pig, there's bound to be more so come on, Girl." Roman stomped his foot, getting impatient.
"Do I want to tell the crew I lost you in the woods?" She asked, tapping her forehead to help herself think. She unlocked them, then held them up and dangled them in his face. "Want to keep these for the honeymoon?" She asked with a smirk.
"Haha. Good one." Roman laughed and flashed a fake smile, stuck out his tongue then turned serious. "Can we go now?" He asked, following her as she had already started for the caves, this time not so worried of being chased since all units but the one owning to the guy she had clunked were gone.
"Bout fucking time." Tiffany said as the two reached the bottom of the caves, their destination they had been trying for hours to get to.
"Hell yeah." Roman laughed, agreeing.
"Watch this." She nodded with a grin and banged on the door. "OPEN UP! You're under arrest! We have you surrounded!" She yelled, her voice deep.
"That shit ain't funny." Ice opened the door, head stuck out. She got within inches of his face, their noses almost touching, and whispered, "Neither was your headache causing drugs!" She gained volume to her voice by the end of her FYI message to him.
"Nice to see you too, Sis." Ice shook his head, backing up, then hugging her.
"Next time perfect those fucking drugs and try them on your damn self before using it on me, got it?" She shook her head and walked in. Roman and Ice followed.
"You been rollin round in the dirt?" Vince laughed , taking in the two's appearance. Both were covered head to toe in dirt, mud, and sand.
"As a matter of fact, we did. Don't we look hot?" Tiffany asked, turning around, model style, with a shit eating grin on her face.
"Holy shit." Tempest wiped her greasy hands and walked over to Ice, Tiffany, and Roman.
"You knew she was on the way all along, didn't you?" Brian asked, his eyes on his wife, as though to make sure she didn't disappear again.
"Dude. Yeah." Ice mocked his famous word and then laughed.
"You're an ass for not telling us." Tempest accused.
"Ass, huh? And to think I was gonna let yo ass slide." Ice raised an eyebrow at her.
"For what?" Tempest asked, curious at to what his problem was. She hadn't said shit to him, as far as she knew and for him to be copping an attitude was making her intrigued and somewhat irritated.
"Why don't you roll that tongue ring over here? Don' think I didn't see that shit." Ice grabbed her waist, kissing her neck with a stern voice to accompany it.
"Let's focus on the situation at hand. Tiff." She laughed, almost loving the fact he was somewhat jealous.
"I told your ass not to get one." Ice looked at her harshly. She started to open her mouth with a smart assed reply but he stopped her by forcing his lips on hers, pushing up against her in a passionate kiss.
"Did you miss me?" Tiffany asked Brian with a smile.
"Missin you would be an understatement." he whispered in her ear, holding her close. "I'm sure Ice was ready to off me I was so damned worked up." Brian laughed.
"Try to remember when I'm missing, Ice will always know where I'm at." Tiffany smiled, kissing him.
