chapter 6

"Hey baby doll. You're up." Kendall's boy told her. She was in San Diego now, with her old crew on the typical Saturday night races.

"I'm on it." She smiled, high fiving her boy, Rum. He was her oldest team member. They had been racing together ever since Kendall had ran him in her first street race ever and had managed to beat him. He could be called her big brother of some sorts. It was widely known the two were tight. Kendall jumped in her Eclipse, her tires squealing as she revved her engine.

"Oh, look, Kendall, there's your man." Chyna, the girl next to her, smiled sweetly. Chyna was becoming a part of Kendall's team and fast. Kendall turned to see the 6'2 blonde-haired blue eyed guy watching from the side. Her smile disappeared, her face turned white, and hatred filled every bone in her body.

Kendall sat up, her eyes wide as she looked around the white painted room. Her breathing was frantic, and she was gasping for air as though she was drowning. Sweat poured down her forehead. She drew her knees up to her chest. She hated that nightmare and for some ungodly reason it wouldn't leave her be. She shuttered, shaking out her arms in front of her, as though to shake off the dream physically. She looked at the clock in the neatly kept room of Mia's. 3:34 am. She sighed listlessly, got up, and headed for the kitchen for some warm chocolate milk.

That was her cure all and her favorite when things began to spin out of her control.

She poured herself a glass and heated d it. She sat down, stirring her heated drink blankly. Memories, thoughts, and pictures flashed in her head. She snapped back into reality, noticing she had spaced off long enough to let her milk get cold. She had spaced off and now she was tired, annoyed, and jumpy. She put the glass of chocolate milk back into the microwave, turning to sit down yet again. She bumped into a tall, muscular figure, making her drop the glass. It shattered, making her even more fidgety.

"Easy." the deep voice said. Kendall had her feet in a Karate stance, ready to let loose. No screaming for her. She was sure she could take him. Her dad had taught her self defense 101 himself.

"I'm going to give you one chance to get the hell outta here and then I'm going to call the cops." Kendall growled, her hands raised.

"Good luck, being that I live here. No way would Dom press charges on me." Said the guy as they faced each other in the dark.

"What the hell is goin on here?" Dominic asked, flipping on the lights, his eyes squinted. Letty and Vince were right behind him. Kendall took a good look at the guy and gasped. She felt the room start to go dark.

"Kendall?" Brian asked, looking a lot paler than his normal white boy self.

"You two know each other?" Vince scoffed. Letty popped him on the back of the head, then folded her arms.

"I'm so outta here." Kendall started for the door.

"Yeah, Run, Kendall. That's smart. Can't do it forever, though." Brian shot back. Kendall pivoted sharply on her hell, her eyes narrowed and her breath shallow and icy cold.

"How dare you! How dare you have the balls to stand in front of me and..." Kendall stopped talking, making a mad leap for Brian to attack him.

"No, not here." Dominic effortlessly reached out and grabbed her with one strong bicepted arm.

"Let me go so he can have what's coming to him!" Kendall growled.

"You need to calm down. That anger's bein directed at the wrong person." Brian pointed at Kendall.

"Anger? Oh, it's not anger. It's a want for revenge, Pretty Boy." Kendall spat hatefully.

"Whoa." Letty looked at Jesse, who had stumbled up and into he kitchen sleepily. Kendall's anger was surprising to the whole crew.

"Kendall, you know it's not my fault." Brian swallowed, his words etching at Kendall's anger like acid to a surface. He was a little shocked at her furry.

"Do I? Brian O' Connor?? Do I know? Seems to me your testimony and you being undercover gathering evidence is what put him under." Kendall hissed.

"This can't be good." Leon shook his head to Vince, Letty, and Jesse quietly.

"Blondie ruined someone else's life besides ours? One more strike and you're out." Vince grinned, amused by his own thoughts.

"This doesn't concern you. Take yo ass back to bed." Brian pointed to the stairs angrily.

"I'm not the one on trial here, Blondie." Vince retorted, shrugging.

"Come on, Boys. Let's go pack for San Diego." Letty motioned for them to head upstairs. "Don't let her leave, Dom. I mean it." She told her man, massaging his shoulders before she left.

"I got this handled, Let. I'll sort this out. You get those boys movin." Dominic reached up from his chair and kissed her.

"Yeah. Later, Dall." She waved, trudging upstairs slowly.

"This is gotta stop. Tell me the deal or fight elsewhere. It's not gonna happen here." Dominic leaned in between the two's view from each other.

"Don't worry. I'm outta here. If he's your sixth, I'm defiantly outta here." Kendall glared, looking Brian up and down menacingly.

"Yeah, he is. How the hell do you tow know each other?" Dominic asked, just wanting to get clued in before settling anything.

"Ask him." Kendall said, taking off again unsuccessfully for the door. This time she was blocked by Leon who was coming to get a drink. He folded his arms and shook his head, pushing her back down into the chair.

"I'm askin you both. Both of you sit down. NOW." Dominic raised his voice, more than he had wanted to. They both did as told in silence, still trading death glares.

"Dude, yell at her. Not me." Brian rolled his eyes. sitting down.

"Yell at his punk pig ass." Kendall shot back.

"Ok, its three am." Dominic rubbed his eyes, sighing. "Yelling and accusing isn't gonna get anybody anywhere." Dominic said.

"Please, Dom, just let me get my stuff and head out." Kendall begged.

"I didn't fire you and nobody quits DT." Dominic stared at her, making her bring her anger down a level. "Thank you." He acknowledged her listening. "Now, tell me the deal." He said, holding a hand up to Brian, who was about to protest.

"Your sixth leg put away my father. My father, who got killed." Kendall glared, pointing at Brian.

"Kendall, I never turned that evidence in." Brian's cobalt blue eyes met Kendall's amber green eyes. "Someone else took him down, not me." Brian made an attempt to reach across the table for her hand. She withdrew her upper body from the table as if she had been burnt.

"You say that now." Kendall, at this point, blinked back hot tears.

"No, I'm tellin the truth." Brian said.

"You think I believe a cop?" She asked, rubbing her exhausted eyes, her voice sounding sour with the cop pronunciation.

"I'm not a cop, damn it! How many times am I gonna have to prove this to people?" Brian hit the table, making Kendall and Dominic jump.

"You need to chill." Dominic said, annoyed.

"Me?! You're tellin me...Man, Dom, you make no sense sometimes." Brian got up. "I'm goin to bed." He said irritably, his face red.

"What nonsense were you talking about San Diego?" Kendall asked quietly, relieved Brian had left.

"Letty made arrangements for us to go. The boys have updated and fixed your car and we are taking a road trip." Dominic said, a slight grin on his face.

"And if I say I'm not goin?" Kendall asked, putting her head in her head in her hands.

"Oh, you're goin. It's already set. you back out now or take off now they'll know for sure they won." Dominic shrugged.

" Gee, how ever can I express my gratitude?" Kendall asked, rather dryly. Dominic got up and left her to her thoughts.

"A Saturday night, a road trip with the boys, a race and revenge. I so should be happy." Kendall said to herself, knowing she wasn't happy and that bugged her. She laughed at herself for talking to herself.

"WHAT?" Brian opened his door, after Dominic had knocked on it on his way to bed.

"Leave her alone. You got that?" Brian asked, pointing to Brian's chest.

"Yeah. If she doesn't kill me in my sleep, no problems. I got that." Brian sighed, exasperated that Dominic was taking her side. Dominic wasn't leaving like Brian had hoped for, either.

"You gonna tell me your side and fill me in on ol girl? Or you gonna keep actin like a two year old?" Dominic folded his arms.

"That's bullshit, Dom." Brian's eyes flashed.

"Bullshit? I'm sayin bullshit?! Told ya once and I'll tell ya again, I don't do bullshit, Brian." Dominic said, getting more than irritated. He stared Brian in the eyes. Brian finally gave in, knowing he was defeated.

"We went to school together. Me, her , and Rome." Brian sighed, running a hand though his hair.

"Ok. And." Dominic prompted, waiting for more.

"And I became a cop and she thinks I took her dad down. And you should be familiar with the rest." Brian said, sighing and looking down. "She's just like Rome. I had nothing to do with it, yet, because I had a badge at the time, I'm bein blamed. Again." Brian said, his voice calmer now, sounding tired.

"Brian, you can't change the past. And I'm not choosing sides. You guys can work this out on the way to San Diego." Dominic sighed, getting up.

"No. Hell no. Dom, I am not going to San Diego with her or you guys. For nothing." Brian shook his head.

"You're already on the docket, Pretty Boy. You makin us some money." Dominic said, facing the door to hide his grin. He started out and paused at the door. " Besides, you don't want me goin back to bad habits, do you?" He grinned sinisterly. Brian threw a pillow at him, hitting the door instead of Dominic. HE had managed to shut the door just in time. He knew the drive, the races and the month ahead was going to be long with Brian and Kendall at each other's throats.

A/N: Ok, so it's picking up a little. PLEASE let me know what you guys think of this story and if it is working or not! I'm not so sure of it so your thoughts can help me decide whether to continue it or give it the axe! Thanks, Peace, lotsa love, and REMBER TO REVIEW!!!! Lots of Love, CHEER