Izzy pulled on her jeans, and flip-flops but stopped when she focused on the top she was wearing last night. There was no way she could wear that this morning, not if she didn't want to get the dreaded walk of shame looks, those reserved for the people who went around in the morning clearly still wearing the clothes from the night before.

Pulling it on with a grimace she creeped out the door and tip toed down the hallway, hoping Kyle was already there.

Luckily he was already there having breakfast.

"Can I get a t-shirt or something off you, I can't go out in public wearing this?" gesturing to her top which even Kyle could tell was a strictly going out top.

Going over to the laundry room, he grabbed a loosen black shirt that he knew didn't fit him anymore, and gave it to her.

Looking at the shirt, Isabel grinned. "Is it a right if I make some adjustments to it?"

Kyle answered in the form of a grunt, already gone back to eating his breakfast.

Running to the room she slept in, she grabbed the scissors from the kitchen on her way and started snipping.

When she was done, she slipped her top of and pulled on the black t-shirt.

Now it was a form-fitting shirt on her, Safety pins in the back, which she had found in her Handbag adding an interesting back to the t-shirt.

Adjusting it in the mirror, she grinned devishiously at the slogan she only now stopped to read.

"Even if the voices in my head aren't real, they have some good ideas!"

Grabbing her handbag, she went back to the kitchen.

She managed to catch the apple Kyle through at her, and munched her way through it as they set of for her garage.

As Kyle went out the door, she pulled her hair from her face, and pulling a few of the purple strands down along the side of her face tied it up in a loose bun, not looking where she was going until she bumped into something solid and warm. Brushing the hair from her face and managing to regain her balance she looked up over the six Pac, the muscular neck and arms into the most gorgeous pair of liquid brown eyes she had ever seen. She felt like downing in them and she would have if Kyle hadn't returned and grabbed her pushing her out the door with him.

Kyle didn't turn back as he pushed her "Going to the Garage to get a tune up. Tell Max I'll be back in time to collect him, Alex." Closing the door with a soft click behind him.

Alex rubbed his chest in sleepy bewilderment, starring at the closed door for a few minutes before continuing on his way from his bedroom to the bathroom, very much in need of a shower, and liquids.

Maybe something greasy, Irish breakfast maybe, full works, he thought as he entered the bathroom, unconsciously rubbing the place on his chest where the girl had placed her hands trying to regain her balance.

The sound of guns going off echoed through out the large room that passed for a gun training facility down on fifth street Miami, until they gradually died off to just one gun and the sound of the instructors breath being drawn in, in shock as he watched what had to be the most precise firing he had ever seen from someone who according to them had never held a gun before in there life.

Holding the five sheets at arms length, he looked through them. The first was good, even if she had one hit the guy in the arm, but the second, third, fourth and fifth showed clearly her aim getting better till the last three where all she had were holes where the heart and head should be. Nothing less then perfect.

The mechanical gong rang signalling that she had emptied her last round and the machine was now bringing forward her last sheet. Even before it reached him, he knew that it would be perfect.

Watching the girl holster the gun, take off the goggles and earplugs that protected the airs of their students so that they would not get distracted, he wondered at her.

She was small, blonde and looked no older then twenty, so there was not enough time for her to have joined any police, but maybe she belonged to a gang. It wasn't the first time he had seen someone who looked innocent turn out to be a goon for one of the Miami street gangs, but still there was something about her, something that reminded him of someone he used to know along time ago, something about her style when she held the gun and aimed, even when she holstered it that tickled his memory.

As she handed him the sheet, he barely glanced at it, just quickly scanning the heart and head area, all holes there nowhere else he noted.

Looking down at her he had to ask "Are you sure you never fired a gun before?"

She started to laugh, and shaking her head, walked out the door, leaving shock in her wake.

Paying her first tuitions out at the entrance, she handed over her membership card getting it stamped.

Pausing at the display case showing old guns alongside new ones, she spotted a silver nine milli, and smiled bitterly.

It was the gun that had killed her father; it seemed fitting that it would be the gun that killed the murderer.

Unlocking her deep red spider, she climbed in and as she squealed out of the underground car park after paying the attendant, he could swear that he had seen the devils ghosted on the side of the car in silver give him the evil eye. It gave him the creeps and he vowed not to be around the next time, even if the woman driving was a knock out.

Liz swung her long bare legs up onto the desk, and leaning back smiled in satisfaction.

The garage was doing great and was in the black, she had even found out from a friend a state over that there garage was earning a reputation for the best service in Miami, even he had added, despite the fact that all the mechanics were females. It seemed that was earning more curiosity then derision, and was drawing in the guys of the circuit to see what they looked like.

Liz didn't mind. Business was business.

Because of this she insisted though that all the mechanics here knew self-defence, but she needn't have insisted. All the women here had already come in trained in far reaching things such as bowing and Judo, one mechanic, Laurie even had medals attesting to the fact that she was one of the best female boxers in the state. Granted it wasn't here but one of her friends that had beat one of the guy boxers in a highly publicised fight last month.

Looking at the calendar she noticed that they had one car coming in this morning for a total overhaul.

Looking at the clock, she noticed it was nearly time, and grabbing a drink, gulped half of it down in one swig, before wiping her mouth and heading towards the front section of the garage where Maria was already working on the exhaust of one of her customers.

Maria was the best where it came to fitting customised exhausts and she even went so far as to fix the engine to get the best out put possible.

All of her sisters had been at car engines, or any engines they could get their hands on since they had been about three.

They had known how to change oil in cars before they had even known how to speak in full sentences.

Grabbing a small wrench and handing it to Maria who lay fitting the last bracket on the exhaust to hold it in place, Liz leaned against the car and smiled.

Engines were her life and she wasn't going to let anyone get in the way of the family business. Her dream was to pass this and her love of cars on the next generation Deluca woman, for them to have something to be proud of.

Liz smiled widely when she saw Izzy come in the garage doors, a guy following behind her.

Gesturing to the guy behind her, Izzy dumped her jacket on the table to the side and said, "This Kyle, he's booked in for the overhaul this morning." Pointing upstairs "Is Tess up there?"

When Liz shook her head negatively, Isabel smiled. "Good then I'm borrowing her ribbed shorts. We are heading to the beach today right?"

"Where else would we be going on a Saturday afternoon during July?" Liz replied her voice speckled with drollness.

Isabel winked at her sister in reply, and bounded up the stairs taking the short cut through the sliding upstairs into their apartment.

Taking a quick shower she changed into her red bikini top and bottoms, pulling on Tess's small denim shorts and her white flip flops, she grabbed a bottle of water and pulling her hair back into French plait, got their beach going gear together, forgetting about Kyle for a while.

Meanwhile, Liz was finding Kyle was a really nice guy, and Maria didn't even seem to want to try and confuse him like she did with most guys.

Acting on impulse, something she rarely did, she asked "You wouldn't want to come to the beach with us?"

Kyle would have looked nothing better, but he remembered he had to be back to give Max a lift to his race.

"I have to give a lift to one of my brothers when the car is done!"

"Can he drive?"

"Well, yeah?" Kyle was not following her until it occurred to him what she wanted "He can drive himself there in my car! That's perfect." He thought about it a minute, until he remembered he lived a bit further away from the beach then they did.

"You'd have to come with me, and give me a lift, otherwise I have no means of getting there. All the cars are being overhauled this week."

Maria smiled "Sweetie that's no problem." Winking at him she continued "Plus it will probably do you rep some good to be seen driving away with four fit babes like us?"

Not knowing how to answer without sounding like a jackass or getting himself into trouble he just nodded.

Two hours later, what needed to be done on the car was finished, but Maria warned him he'd need to leave it in for at least two days to get everything done on it

fixing an appointment, he helped them load up their Surfing boards and drinks and towels onto their multi-purpose family vehicle, a new black range rover with nineteen inch chromed out wheels.

Checking in his mirrors on the way over to his apartment, Kyle constantly checked to make sure that they were still behind him. Pulling upside his apartment, he went inside and grabbed his stuff before Going across the street to the basketball court across from them, and signalling to Micheal and Alex who were going at it, Max at the side drying the sweat off of him from his game against Micheal.

Max cut across the game that was going on between his two brothers, even if it wasn't by blood, and across the other three games going on, and walked up to Kyle.

Just as he reached him, he noticed behind Kyle a group of three women getting out of a jeep and fanning themselves off, two deciding to lean against a car that had been parked in the shade.

Pretending he wasn't watching ever move they made, he motioned to Kyle "Don't look behind you, but a car load of babes has just pulled up."

Kyle turned and smirking waved at the girls, before turning back to Max and his shocked expression, as the girls waved back at him, one with long blonde curly hair even going so far as to blow a kiss at him.

"You know them?" Max's voice was filled with envy.

"Yeah, there the reason I can't give you a lift to the race this afternoon." Kyle's voice was filled with satisfaction.

Max nodded in shock "I wouldn't blame you." He stopped and pulled in a breath spotting another girl in the driver seat. "There all for you?"

Kyle shook his head negatively "I want one, but she's not being very friendly."

"Anyway I got to go. The cars in the garage if you can get Alex or Micheal drive you there."

Turning he walked back.

At the car, Maria called into Liz, "Hey sis, you want to give Kyle's friends something to really talk about?" Maria smiled devilishly at Liz's nod.

Coming out of the car, she smiled at Maria and as Kyle came out through the gate at that swung around the basketball court, they dived at him, a blonde swinging around his neck and a brunette attached to his hips, her legs locked firmly around his waist.

Luckily Kyle was strong and managed not to fall down as the two flying bundles hit him.

Walking unsteadily to the car, taking small steps, he couldn't help but smile at their giggling faces.

Making his face fall into a mock frown, he asked, "So this is helping my rep?" before he to started laughing as he looked back at the shocked faces of Max, and Micheal and Alex who had stopped their game to see what was being attacked at the edge of their vision.

Getting them of him, he nearly frowned in bewilderment as Tess, the girl he wanted to get to know better got in the front seat with Liz.

Shrugging, he got in and noticed there were only four seats, available one of the seats taken up by a cooler of drinks.

Getting in, he motioned for Maria to get up and pulling her more comfortably across his knees he closed the door behind him, and setting back comfortably, starring at the back of Tess's head through the journey hoping she would be friendlier by the end of it.

Isabel sat on his other side, and drooled in remembrance. Kyle's friends/ brothers, whatever she thought, where fine, especially the one with the short spiked Black hair.

Maria looked out the window as the guys gradually disappeared from site.

It had been him, the guy she had kissed at the club, she'd know those piercing eyes and muscles anywhere.

Karma really did work, she thought humorously to herself.

Five hours later, a good healthy colour worked up through the thick blanket of sunscreen, Kyle amazement at the fact that all the girls worked as mechanics and surfed at the same time, and enjoyment of the variety of the girls, each different but someone seeming to complete a jigsaw when they were together.

Heading back to his apartment, he invited them in and he was offering them drinks when he heard his car pull up. Knowing whom it was, he turned to Isabel.

"So I hear you don't embarrass easily?"

Isabel shook her head in denial. "I don't but it's probably Liz you should be talking to. According to her, she doesn't embarrass at all."

Turning to Liz, with a smirk. "Is it true?"

"Yap" she didn't even try and deny it, knowing he was going somewhere with it.

"Not even a little."

"Nope"

Pretending to think, he smiled evilly "I dare you to jump on the next person who comes in through that door and kiss them." Pausing when he saw she was about to say no "If it wouldn't embarrass you that is."

Liz knew a dare when she heard one, and that was definitely a dare.

Jumping down from the counter where she had been sitting, she smirked "Your on!"

A few seconds later the door opened, and Liz flew not even focusing properly on there face. Jumping on him, she landed on his waist, and in shock he lost his balance and fell to the ground. Cupping his face in her hands, she leaned in and pecked him on the lips.

Finally she sat back and looked back at kyle as if to say "I told you so!"

It was then she noticed Maria's mouth open in a silent gasp.

Praying with all her might, Liz looked down into dark brown eyes. Her eyes wide she took in his whole face and her voice shocked whispered "Oops!"

Then realising what she had done, scrambled up of him and flew after her sister who had disappeared down a hallway, mumbling under her breath something that sounded suspiciously like "shit, shit, shit…."

Kyle raised the drink to his lips and took a long gulp, ignoring the hint of unease creeping through him as he encountered Max's angry eyes, and Michael's confused ones.

This should be interesting he thought.

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