Title: The Fast and The Furious AU Ties That Bind Chapter One Bad Beginnings
Author: Jeanine Stice
Summery: Brianne Erin Spilner just moved to L.A. and started a job at Racers Edge working for Harry. She has no friends and no family but when she befriends Mia Torreto she has no idea the wild ride that she in store for her. When Dom brings her into the fold she will find that some ties really are binding. (That's right folks Brian is a girl in this and not a cop, thought I'd try something new!)
Disclaimer: I don't own the Dom or Mia , right it's more like they own me. I don't own the Fast & the Furious Too Fast and Too Furious or any characters therein or anything else you recognize from the world in the story herein…other then that, it's all mine. Not getting a dime for any of this (yeah right, as if). Don't bother suing me you'd loose more then I'd ever have. I just abuse them for my own amusement and share for the pleasures of others.
Rated M: Mature Audiences only for explicit language extreme violence and adult content.
Authors Notes: This is going to have some dark stuff in it, rape, torture, drug use, foul language, BDSM, and things of an adult nature. If you're not a mature enough adult to handle that, do not read further. Oh yes, my spelling and grammar is atrocious and I do know this, complain to the California School system.
Second Authors Note: All story's I have posted I intend to continue writing on if my muses behave. A couple of the stories are slower going then others. I also have several other fandoms with a few to a couple dozen stories I'm working on. So I can't guarantee you that it's all going to be updated in a timely fashion. It just depends. That said I would also like to note that getting the replies is a great boost and encouragement, it really does help the creative juices flow! So thanks to everyone who takes the time to drop a note!
Story Notes: Idea hit me when I was brewing up another AU for Fast and the Furious where Brian was a girl and Dom was the love interest. I thought it would be an interesting story to write if Brianne wasn't a cop. So here it goes, lets see where it leads me. I hope you enjoy.
The Fast and The Furious AU Ties That Bind
Chapter One, Bad Beginnings
Los Angelus is a smoggy dirty crowded city that was generally too hot for it's own good. Such heat made for quick tempers, short words and scantly clad flesh not always the best of mixes. Most of the affordable eateries didn't have very editable food and even less pleasant staff working the establishments. Brianne Erin Spilner didn't have the culinary skills time or energy to do her cooking for herself. So when it came time for lunch she was always on the look out for a new place to try.
Torreto's Café hadn't looked like much from the outside, other then old. The establishment looked like it had been there for decades. With that kind of staying power she knew there had to be more then met the eye on the outside. Then she'd gone in and she'd met Mia, the two of them hitting off and becoming fast friends.
Neither talked much about them self's Bri knew that Mia lived with her brother and ran the Café and a Garage with him. She'd never met Dominic though she'd caught glimpses of him, usually the back of his head. He had a tendency to sit in the back office with his back to the café not really showing much interest in meeting his kid sister's new friend. She was rather curious about him though more curious the longer she went to the Café for lunch.
Her shift at Harry's was later so when the store opened she'd gotten up and gone to practice her driving. She had her music blasting as she sped down the empty road speedometer quickly rising. Her smile widened adrenalin pumping as she pushed herself and the car harder and faster. Until the car suddenly topped out on her, spinning out and narrowly missing the guardrail and the steep drop down the side of the cliff. Cursing and pounding the wheel she sighed in disgust at herself before noticing the time and driving away.
After stopping at Harry's and getting her car set up for NOS she put in a few hours before heading out in her work truck towards the Café for lunch. She took one of her car magazines with her after parking the car making her way towards the Café across the street. Mia glanced her way as she walked in the two of them sharing a smile before she sat down. She slapped her magazine down on the counter and flipped it open Mia leaning over something that looked like a textbook.
"Tuna on white, no crust. Right?" Mia asked making Bri smirk at the routine.
"I don't know. How is it?" She asked her noting Dominic sitting in the office his back to her.
"Every day for the last three weeks you've been comin' in here and askin' how the tuna is. Now, it was crappy yesterday, it was crappy the day before. And guess what? It hasn't changed." Mia told her sarcastically.
"I'll have the tuna." She told her with a smirk looking down at her magazine.
"No crust?" Mia asked her.
"No crust." She reiterated.
She glanced up back into the office when Dominic rose walked to one of the coolers full of sodas in the back. He opened it pulling out a can and turning glancing back her way and taking her in as he opened and walked back to the office. It took all she had not to obviously undress his muscular form surprised as guys like that usually turned her off. Something about him though, he just looked too damn good. He just looks so damn eatable, she thought to herself, I want to like nibble and bit every inch of him.
Mia walked over with her sandwich sliding it in front of her making her tare her eyes from Dominic.
"Thanks." She told Mia picking up one of the diagonally sliced half's and taking a bite. She flipped threw a couple of pages in the magazine past adds she had no interest in. Then she heard the engines obviously powerful by the sound and she turned in her seat to watch the four cars pulling in. She turned back to her meal as they got out and began talking over one of the guy's engines.
"Water?" Mia asked her.
"Please." She replied taking a long drink when Mia brought it over.
"Thirsty?" Mia asked her with a laugh and Bri shrugged in response. "Hey guy's." Mia said to the racer who'd just pulled up as they came inside.
"How you doing Mia?" The scrawny tall one she believed was called Leo? No, Leon, that was his name.
"Hey Mia, you look nice." The scruffy looking one Vince told Mia.
"Hey how you living, girl?" Asked the only girl Letty as she slid onto a stool a couple away from her sliding a used coffee mug her way.
She could feel the girl's dark brown eyes boring into her and she turned to stare right back not at all intimidated. Hey the girl was smaller then her and while that didn't mean she didn't know how to fight, Bri knew she could handle herself.
"Letty." Mia called to the girl Bri looking at the girl behind the counter. "Letty!" She cried louder finally getting the girl to look at her.
"What?" Letty asked her innocently.
"Can I get you anything?" She asked her Bri watching Letty shake her head beside her.
"Well, thanks a lot, Mia. See you tomorrow." She told Mia standing and paying for her meal.
"Sure." Mia replied as she turned and left.
"Yo! Try Fatburger from now on. You can get yourself a Double Cheese with fires for 2.95, ho." Letty called following her outside.
"I like the tuna here." She shot back as she walked to her truck.
"Bullshit cunt! No one likes the tuna here." Letty replied still ridding on her ass.
"Yeah, well. I do." She replied a moment before the girl pushed her from behind.
She almost smacked face first into the side of the truck catching herself at the last moment. She spun around connecting with the girls cheek using a sweet left hook Letty coming back around to ram her into the truck with a well placed shoulder to her gut. She pushed them away from the truck trying to turn the tables as Letty continued to try and ram her. She was rammed back into the truck again eventually before she brought her knee up into Letty's stomach and elbowed her in the back.
They wrestled each other onto the ground Letty nailing her good twice in a row with a right hook. She rolled them getting back to her feet only to get rammed by Letty into one of the other cars. She got Letty on the ground and was about to nail her with a right hook when someone hauled her up from behind. She was tossed back onto one of the cars more then a little surprised to see Dominic standing there.
"Hey, man, she was in my face." She defended herself hands held up impassively.
"I'm in your face." Dom told her moving into her personal space.
Letty choice that moment to try and strike her again from behind Dom's back. Dom held her back though pushing her away towards the others behind her. "Relax! Don't push it! You embarrass me!" Dom yelled point a finger at her in warning.
The big scruffy looking guy with the tattoo's called Vince was holding Letty at bay trying to pull her away. "Jesse, give me her wallet." Dom told the younger looking kid. That was when she noticed that her billfold had fallen from her back pocket during the fight. The kid picked it up off the asphalt and handed it over to Dom who opened it up to look at her license. "Brianne Erin Spilner. Sounds like a serial killer name. Is that what you are?" Dom asked her.
"Nah, man." She denied thought she agreed about how her name sounded.
"Don't come around here again!" Dom warned pointing a finger at her and thrusting her wallet at her with his other hand.
Anger surged through her at the words he was going to kick her out? She hadn't even started the damn thing she thought to herself crossly, the bitch had even attacked me from behind! She'd only defended herself she'd had it with playing the punching bag in her life. What the hell did she ever do to him and his?
"Hey, man, you know this is bullshit." She told him heatedly before she could stop herself.
Dom stopped pointing at her with a fisted hand as he did, anger clear on his face.
"You work for Harry, right?" He asked pointing to the truck as he walked back over to her.
"Yeah. I just started." She replied, not sure she liked where this was going.
"You were just fired." Dom told her sternly before turning and leaving. Brianne felt like she had just been punched in the gut Letty looking pleased at the news. Bri got in the car and sped away back towards Harry's praying what Dom said wasn't true. Harry was the only decent paying respectable work she'd be able to get without any past work experience. Shit things were so tight for her right now that the only luxury she had was her car, she was even bunking in the store to save on cash.
She pulled to a stop outside Racers Edge nearly dinging the front fender as she did. She stormed out of the truck and into the store keenly aware of the sounds of Harry on the phone talking to Dom. She heard Dom's name mentioned and felt her heart sink at the apologetic look Harry shot her. After hanging up she met up with him in the room she was using and knew with one look she was gone.
"Bri, I'm really sorry. I really hate doin' this. Dom could ruin my business if he wanted. When Dominic drives he's golden. Kids pour in here, they want everythin' he has, every performance part, and they pay cash!" Harry told her sternly.
"I know Harry. I understand. I didn't intend to mess with your business, you know that." She told him apologetically and she sighed.
"Look, I know you got no one, and no where else to go. I can't let you stay here 'cause Dom might find out. But you can bunk at my place in the guestroom for a while until you can find somethin' and get on your feet." Harry assured her.
"No, Harry. It's fine. You've done plenty for me. You trusted me and gave me work when I had no references or work history. I've still got some of my savings I'll get a cheep room and take whatever work I can. I'll be fine Harry, I'm good at takin' care of myself, been doin' it most my life." She assured the man who sighed still looking extremely guilty. "Look Harry about the NOZ system you put in my car today. You know I'm still good for it but I'd understand if you want it back."
"No, I trust you Bri. You told me you'd pay me back in installments with each paycheck. It'll take a bit longer now that your not working for me but don't worry. I won't charge you interest." He teased her and she forced a smile.
He left her to it packing up her stuff into her army duffle and two other bags of stuff. She pawned everything she could bare to part with worth a dime able to come up with a little over one g. It wouldn't last her long though even though the room she found was cheap as dirt she had food necessities and gas to worry about too. Sitting there counting her money she made up her mind to go to the street races tonight to try her hand.
If she won she'd have enough cash to last her a bit so she got ready stopping at a bar across the street from her room. It had a help wanted sign up and she was pleased to get hired on a temp basis. She had to show up tomorrow morning to help with clean up and prepping to open up as well as wait on tables during the lunch crowd. She felt a little better about things as she headed towards the races thinking about what she was about to do.
She didn't have the money to buy into the race the only thing she had remotely worth it, was her pink slip to her car. She hated to do it, but she wouldn't have the money to even fuel it let alone take care of up keep for a while. If the worst happened and she lost well her job was within walking distance and she'd be able to stretch her money a little longer not having to pay for gas. Still she hoped she won and not just for the money but to see the look on Dom's face.
The place was packed as she parked her car looking at all the other racers and their ho's hanging on them. The different 'clicks' reminded her very much of high school as she stepped out of her car looking around. She was half listening to some of the other racers when she saw a Hispanic take her and her car in. She listened to what he said to his friends inconspicuously wondering what he had to say.
"Hey, hold up, hold up. Look at this Snow White right here, man." He said as he moved her way. "Sweet ride. What you running under there, chica?" He asked her and she gave him a smirk hands stuffed into her front jean pockets. "You gonna make me find out the hard way?" The guy asked her.
"Hell, yeah." She told him with a cocky smirk.
"You brave. You brave, chica. They call me Hector. I got a last name too, but I can't pronounce it, so--" He told her with a shrug.
"Brianne Spilner." She replied offering her hand.
"Ah, typical white girl name. Know what I'm saying?" Hector told her shaking her hand, making her laugh.
"You see that over there?" He asked her point out his ride a sweet piece with the hood off so you could see just how hot he was packing. "That's mine. It's my baby. But I ain't cuttin' her loose tonight." Hector told her leaning against the side of her car.
"Why not?" She asked him.
"Nah, its 'cause I'm going legit, chica. Trying to get on the NIRA circuit. You heard about that?" Hector asked her.
"Oh, hell, yeah." She told him nodding.
"So what. What's up with you, chica?" Hector asked her.
"I'm just waiting for Torreto." She told him.
"Shit. Better get in line." Said an African American guy walking up to them a blue bandana tied around his forehead. "This yours?" He asked motioning to the car.
"Yeah. I'm standing next to it." She replied sarcastically.
"That's funny. You know, Edwin happens to know a few things. And one of the things Edwin knows is, it's not how you stand by your car. It's how you race your car. You better learn that." He warned her, and she nodded inwardly, not bad advice. That was when they heard the motors, five cars making an entrance. "Oh, shit. Here they come. It's on." Edwin said clapping his hands together once excitedly.
They parked Dom and his crew getting out girls flinging themselves at Dom. He seemed to tolerate them out of amusement really being playful and flirtatious but not serious with them. She stayed close to Hector and Edwin as they moved in but made sure to stay out of sight until she had her opening. She watched as Dom called to Hector, greeting him and Edwin sincerely.
"Once race. Two-G buy-in. Winner takes all." Dom instructed them. "Hector, you're going to hold the cash."
"Why Hector?" One of the male Asian drivers racing asked, handing his money over.
"'Cause he's too slow to make away with the money, man." Edwin relied handing his own money over. He got a chuckle and a glare from Hector people in the crowd 'Oohing' his statement.
"Okay good luck guy's." Dom told them getting ready to take off.
"Hey, wait. Hold up." She called out, figuring it was now or never for her. "I don't have any cash, but I do have the pink slip to my car." She told them stepping up and pulling it from her pocket.
"Hey, you can't just climb in the ring with Ali 'cause you think you box." Jesse said to her.
"She knows I can box." She told him pointing over to Letty sitting on her car. "So check it out, it's like this. I lose, the winner takes my car, clean and clear. But if I win, I take the cash, and I take the respect." She told them.
People laughed mocking her declaration of 'taking the respect' obviously not thinking much of it. She was all about respect she just also happen to need the money badly right now. It was this or something much more illegal and she was trying not to fall back into that trap. "To some people, that's more important." She told them. She was pleased that the only one who didn't seem to be laughing about the idea was Dom.
"That your car?" He asked her motioning to it.
They moved over to it Jesse popping the hood and taking inventory while others in the crowed 'Ahed' and 'Oohed' at it.
"I see a cool-air intake. It's got a NOS-fogger system and a T-four turbo, Dominic. I see an A.I.C. controller. It has direct port nitrous injection." Jesse told him.
"Yeah, and a stand-alone fuel management system. Not a bad way to spend $10,000." Dominic approved. Yeah it was a lot of money, little less then half of which was still unpaid for to Harry but she tried not to think about that.
"You see that shit?" Edwin asked Dom after getting a closer look under her hood. "She's got enough NOS in there to blow herself up, period."
"Yeah." Dom replied glancing over at her.
"So, what do you say? Am I worthy?" She asked Dom.
"We don't know yet. But you're in." Dom told her. "Let's go."
They all pulled out taking off to the location for tonight's race butterflies swarming in her stomach. The drive took longer then she liked she was eager to race and see how she did. Normally she wouldn't be so nervous but she had a lot ridding on tonight's race. They lined up Bri stopping a little too short of the start line she was so nervous.
She prepped her NOS and it's system before staring back out at the street in front of her. She was craving a cigarette, damn it I thought I'd kicked that habit, she thought to herself sourly. She started psyching herself up for the win, trying to visualize it. Then it was on Bri pulling out a little behind all the other racers as the race started.
She passed up Edwin and the Asian guy with her first hit of NOS when her program started to warn her of danger to her manifold. She couldn't afford to loose or listen and hit her last shot of NOS passing Dom up. She was nearly to the finish line when Dom's car shot over it ahead of hers. She couldn't believe she had lost, she couldn't believe she had almost won!
She pulled up shortly after the others stepping out unable to wipe the smile off her face even though she lost.
"Was that fun?" Jesse asked her scoldingly running up to pop the hood. Smoke billowed out the crowd 'oohing' the condition of her engine when it did.
"What are you smiling about?" Dom asked her incredulously.
"Dude, I almost had you." She said pointing over at him.
"You almost had me?" He repeated mockingly pointing over at her and then himself. "You never had me. You never had your car!" Dom told her the crowd 'Oohing' around them. "Granny shifting, not double clutchin' like you should." Dom told her walking around her and circling the car. "You're lucky that hundred-shot of NOS didn't blow the welds on the intake. Almost had me?" He questioned a guy in the crowd mockingly, pointing at his own chest.
"Now me and the mad scientist gotta rip apart the block and replace the piston rings you fried. Ask any racer, and real racer. It don't matter if you win by an inch or a mile. Winnings winning." Dom told her the crowd cheering around him.
That was when the cry went out, cops were on their way everyone scrambling for their cars. She wasn't too worried as she slid into her car and started it again pulling away. She may not be the greatest racer but she knew she had some mad skills when it came to evading the law. None of the units seemed to be following her though so when she saw Dom getting tailed she followed instinctively. Hopefully she'd get a chance to help him out maybe get in his good graces and keep her car.
She lost him until she spotted him on foot on the street trying to out run the cops. She went for it slipping past the cops and coming to a stop in front of him in an alleyway.
"Get in!" She told him. He slid in and she sped away Dom clutching the 'oh shit handle' in the seat beside her. She turned them down a street towards two oncoming cop cars Dom holding a hand out in front of him protectively.
"Whoa! Whoa!" Dom exclaimed from next to her.
She grinned to herself the cars flipping to try and block her way as she moved to slip past them. "Whoa!" Dom exclaimed again, he obviously didn't like having other people drive. She skimmed past the cars leaving both of them in the dust blocking the other perusing vehicles. "You're the last person in the world I expected to show up." Dom told her when she slowed sure they finally lost them.
"Yeah, well, I thought if I got in your good graces, you might let me keep my car." She replied glancing over at him.
"You are in my good graces, but you ain't keepin' your car." Dom told her glancing over at her. "You drive like you've done this before. What're you a wheel man?"
"That would be a wheel woman, and no." She told him.
"You boost cars?" Dom asked.
"No. Never." She lied easily.
"Ever done time?" Dom asked her.
"Couple of overnighters. No big deal." She replied lying threw her teeth again.
"What about the two years in juvie for boostin' cars?" Dom asked her.
She glanced over at him in surprise before looking back at the road hands tightening unconsciously on the steering wheel. "Hah. Tucson, right? Yeah, I had Jesse run a profile on you, Brianne Erin Spilner. He'll find anything on the Web, anything about anybody. So why bullshit?" Dom asked her, she thought she could ask him the same thing. Why bullshit and ask her about it if he already knew?
"So what about you?" She asked him.
"Two years in Lompoc. I'll die before I go back." He replied gravely.
Okay, misinterpret the question much? He did hard time, with the big boys and he was giving her grief over her time in juvie? Okay, no, maybe he was more giving her grief about being upfront about it, that's it actually use your brain girl, she thought to herself mockingly. You'd think he'd understand though, it's not the type of thing one wants to advertise about. She wondered just how much of her past history Jesse dug up on her for Dom.
"Oh, great." Dom exclaimed after looking out the back window.
"What?" She asked him before shoe noticed the bikes surrounding them from behind.
"It's gonna be a long-ass night, that's what." Dom exclaimed.
tbc
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