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Chapter 8

Connar saw Allyson run out of Dom's office quickly and leave without saying good bye. She heard Allyson's car door slam, her engine roaring and her tires squealing all the way down the street.

Connar looked back at Dom through his office window. He was sitting at his desk in a not-so-good mood. She could tell by his face that things hadn't gone very well with Allyson. Not that she hadn't already figured everything out. They were talking loud enough for everyone to hear.

She looked back down at the engine she was working on. And was too preoccupied to noticed when Dom got up and walked out from his office.

"Do you honestly think that is safe for the baby?" Dom asked had and elbow on the front of the Mazda she was working on.

She looked up surprised and said, "What?"

He pointed down toward her stomach and said, "I don't think the fumes are good for the baby."

She shrugged. She hadn't actually thought about that. She said, "It's my job. As long as the doctor doesn't say anything about it, I think it'll be okay." She looked back down to the inside of the car.

"Well, you know. It might not be safe and everything." Dom said.

Connar looked up. This wasn't the real reason he had come out to talk to her. She folded her hands across her chest and said, "Dom, what do you really want? You usually don't come out here and talk to me unless it's about cars or something."

"Okay, you're right. Listen, you're closer to Al than anyone I could think of. I need to know what the hell is up with her." Dom said still leaning against the car.

Connar sighed, "She already told you at the race, didn't she? And if you still don't understand you need to talk to her." Connar said going back to work on the car.

"Don't you think I haven't tried that? You saw her run out just now. She won't talk to me!" Dom said angrily. He wasn't mad at Connar, he was mad at Allyson.

"Well," Connar's voice was muffled, "what do you want me to do about that?"

"What do you think I can do to get her to listen to me?" Dom said.

Connar shrugged but than an idea came to her. She looked up over to hood and shut it.

"I know what'll make her at least listen to you." Connar said slyly.

"What? God, I'll do anything." Dom said desperately.

"But her a hot wheel car." Connar said.

"Hot wheels? You want me to buy her a hot wheels car? She's not a kid, Con." Dom said looking confused.

Connar rolled her eyes. "I know she isn't Dom. She likes to collect them. You know how much she's into cars. And now that she doesn't race she just collects the little cars," She lied.

Dom nodded, showing that he understood. He started making his way out of the garage.

Connar called after him, "Dom, where are you going?"

"I'm going to go buy a Hot Wheels car." He said yelling behind him. He got into his car and drove off.

"Shit." Connar said out loud. And then she thought, 'I hope she didn't go home.'

She grabbed her cell phone, smearing oil all over the outside.

She dialed Al's cell number and when Allyson picked up the phone, Connar said, "Al, where are you?"

"At home. Why?" Allyson replied sounding confused.

"Okay, thanks." Connar said ending the phone call.

Connar ran into the back. She found Jesse with Leon and Vince going through different car parts in the garage's private junkyard.

"Jess, come with me. Leon, Vince...do mind taking care of the garage?" Connar said looking at all three of them.

Vince whistled and said, "Aww, another quickie!" Jesse shot him a stare that shut him up.

Jesse followed Connar to her car where they both got. Connar started the car and made her way out of her parking spot.

"Con, where are we going?" Jesse asked.

"Burger King." Connar said.

"In the middle of the day? Is this some kind of weird pregnancy thing?" Jesse asked.

"No. Just, we're going to Burger King, okay?" Connar said. Since Allyson's home was close to the garage they had already arrived.

Connar stepped out and said, "Jess, stay here a sec, 'kay? I'll be back." She started walking towards Allyson's front door.

"But, this isn't Burger King." Jesse said, still confused.

When Connar reached Allyson's door she knocked. When Allyson opened the door Connar stepped in and shut the door before Jesse could see Allyson.

"Con, what the fuck are you doing here?" Allyson asked surprised.

"Um, Me and Jess decided to go to Burger King. And I thought, 'Hey, why don't I drop by Al's and take Dominic with me?" Connar said trying to smile.

"With Jess? No, he'll find out--"

"He doesn't know whose house this is. Come on, please? It'll train me for being a mom and shit." Connar said.

Allyson shrugged, "Okay. Whatever." She turned around, "Dominic! Come here a sec." Dominic came waddling out of his room with a toy car in his hand. Allyson asked him, "Wanna go with Auntie Con to Burger King?"

Dominic nodded happily and waddled to Allyson. She picked him up and said, "Be a good boy, okay?" She handed him to Connar and said, "Don't cuss in front of him, got it?" Connar opened the door. He waved good bye to Allyson and Connar started walking towards the car. Allyson shut her own door and locked it.

When she reached her car, Jesse's mouth was opened and he still looked confused.

She buckled little Dominic into the back seat and got into the car herself. She started the car as if she hadn't just put a three year old into the back seat of her car.

"Con, what is that?" Jesse said motioning towards the back seat.

"It's a kid. His names Junior." Connar said, not wanting to say his real name.

Jesse nodded, "Yes, I know he's a kid but whose kid his he?"

Connar shrugged. "He's a friend's. She needed a babysitter and called me up to ask me if I could take him to Burger King for a while," She lied.

"What friend? I only see you hang out with us." Jesse asked suspiciously.

'Shit.' Connar thought. 'I didn't think of that.'

She quickly came up with an excuse and said, "Her boyfriend is my next door neighbor and I see her a lot at his house. We became friends, you know."

Jesse bought her lie and turned around in his seat to look at Dominic. He said, "Wow. He looks a lot like Dom. Just put some car oil all over his hands and he could be Dom's son."

Connar laughed nervously and parked in a parking spot in front of Burger King. Dominic clapped his hands and said, "Yay!" and pointed out the window to the play place.