TWO CHAPTERS IN ONE NIGHT, I GUESS YOU ALL DESERVE IT SINCE I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN A LONG WHILE.
ANYWAYS HERE IT IS.
The sound of the elevator caught out attention and I swore I believe my heart stopped. Deckard walked in wear-I know wrong timing, but god-silver suite and fuck did he look amazing. But he was also caring a fucken automatic weapon, which did I mention was also a grande launcher. He shot up in the air a few times, getting the people to scatter. His attention turned to Dom and the car, without any hesitation he began shooting at them. I flinched at ever bullet that hit the car, sending a quiet thank you for the car being bulletproof. Dom took off speeding towards him. Shaw was attacked by a guard that came running up to him with a baton. He slammed the gun into the mans stomach, his other hand taking the baton, followed by hitting him with his right elbow under the jaw and the final blow with the baton across the face. Another one came up fast behind him with a baton-about to hit him on the back of the head-to which Shaw, blocked with his right arm, leaving the man clear for a hit on the side with his gun and another across the face, sending him to the ground fast. I yelped as Dom slammed him on the side with the car and send him over. Shaw did a small roll and kneeled to which he continued to shoot at my brother. Letty was trying to get me to leave with them, but I couldn't. I couldn't let him hurt my brother, but I didn't want him to get hurt either. Roman took her, telling her they needed to get out now. Dom was driving in circles around the room, knocking everything in the room, breaking walls and windows. Deckard kept shooting at them, aiming for the tires and hood of the car. I jumped as there was an explosion in the room. Soon to see it was Deckard shooting bombs at Dom. I couldn't run to him, not yet with fear he would shoot me. But that flew out the window as my brother flew out the window.
"Dom!" Running to the edge of the window, sighed in relief at seeing him land in the next building. "Fucken idiot."
"Eli?" Deckard called. I stiffed, slowly turning towards him. "What are you doing here?"
"What am I doing here?! What the fuck are you doing?!" I shouted.
"Eli, n-"
"Not now?" I walked up to him, looking up at him in rage and disappointment. "You just shoot at my bother Deckard! Not now, is not going to work this time! I want answers and I want them now!"
"I can't Elizabeth, please try and understand." He kept his eye sight down, not once looked at me.
I raised my hand, slapping him across the face. He simply took it. "Fuck Shaw do something! Say something! You tried to kill Dom and Brian, my family! You tried to kill me!"
"I never did such thing, I never touched you." He dropped the gun and grabbed me by the shoulders. "I told you to remember my reasons Eli."
Pushing him away, I stepped back. "You didn't give me any!"
"I sent you an envelope Eli! If you had stayed home you would have known!"
I scoffed. "I had no choice in this! Dom asked for my help and I said yes. Had you asked-"
"You would have said no Eli." Stepping forward, he cupped my jaw. "What would you do if you suddenly get a letter saying, your brother is in the hospital and in a coma. Reason being someone pushed him out of a fucken plane. Would you stay put or look for those who did it?"
I cringed, but nodded. Leaning into his touch, I placed my hand over his. "I understand what you are saying deck, but I can't help you kill my brother. I can't let you hurt him." Pulling him into a hug, I kissed him on the neck. "Please, stop this. I don't want any of you hurt. I can't lose neither of you two." I felt him tighten his arms around me. "Please deck."
He pulled back, pushing my hair behind my ear and smiled. Leaning forward, he crashed his lips onto mine. The kiss was soft and demanding. He poured everything he was feeling into the kiss and it was overwhelming. Once our lungs begged for air, he pulled away and hugged me once me. "I love you and I will always love you. Even if you hate me for the rest of your life." One last kiss on the head and he reached down for the gun. Looking at me, he shook his head. "You and my brother are all I have Eli. I chose you over him and still do, but I can not let this go unpaid. Im sorry." With that he turned away and jogged off.
I didn't know what the hell to do. I was at a lost. I just didn't know what to do anymore, I couldn't help either of them. What the fuck do I do now!
"You have a shit load to explain."
I jumped at Roman's voice. "Shit." Seeing Tej, Ramsey, Letty and Roman I paled. "Look it's not what it seems."
"Right, so we didn't just see you saliva swapping with the enemy?" Roman growled.
I mean he was right. "Yes, but look I can explain okay."
Roman walked over to me and grabbed my arm. "Yeah you can, come on."
"Roman let go." He ignored me, as he dragged me to the elevator. "I am giving you one last warning, let me go." When he ignored me once more, I grabbed his arm, twisted it behind him and kicked him behind the knee. He fell with a cry of pain. "Touch me again and I make you never have the ability to have kids, you understand!"
"Alright, alright!" He yelled. "Now let go!"
Letting him go, I followed the others. They each watched me as if I was going to do something to them. We met up with Bom and Brian by the cars. I ran to my brother pulling him into a tight hug. Glancing back at the others I sighed. "We need to talk."
He tilted his head a bit. "About?"
"Deckard Shaw."
He took in a deep breath and looked at the others. With a stiff nod he ordered us into our vehicles. We drove to a garage where Safar worked. Before the man can say anything Dom shut him up and turned to me. "Talk."
"Dom."
"Now Eli."
Taking a deep breath I leaned against a vehicle. "About a year and something ago, a few months in living in London. I met this girl. Her name was Sarah Shaw. She was married to Owen Shaw, Deckard Shaw's little brother. I met Owen through her and through them I met Deckard. We went out a few times, which then turned to us living together. Deckard and I have been together for a year now." I kept my eyes down. I couldn't look at them, at neither of them. "Im sorry Dom."
"Great, we have the enemy's main squeeze." Roman scoffed.
"Quiet!" Dom shouted. "Eli."
"What?"
"Why did you come?"
I frowned, glancing up at him I scoffed. "What?"
"Why did you come. If you knew what he was doing, why did you come here?"
"1. No I didn't know what he was doing. I didn't know Owen was in the hospital, in a coma after you threw him out of the plane. I didn't know what the fuck he did and I sure as hell didn't know he was planing on killing you. 2. You asked me to come here."
Dom shook his head. "This was the last thing I ever wanted you in. I didn't call for you."
"Dom, the men that picked me up, told me you asked for me."
"I called for her." Mr. nobody suddenly appeared. "I have to say, you've got an interesting interpretation there of low-key, Mr. Toretto." He walked over to us, his pet solder behind him. "You know, Dom, I thought we had an understanding."
"Sometimes you have to play the hand you're dealt." Dom grumbled.
"That's why I prefer to be the dealer." He glanced at Safar. "Good night."
Safar just stood there like an idiot grinning. Solder boy walked closer to him, making Safar get the hint. "Ah! Im being kicked out of my own garage. This is great."
"Uh may I?" Nobody held his hand out.
"Brian." Dom called. "Give it to him." Brian handed him a small usb. Is that what all this is about?
"All this trouble for this littleā¦thing." He turned to dom. "With all due respect Dom, you did great work. All of you. My men are now standing by and are fully at your disposal." He handed him back the usb. "Your call."
"Why did you bring Eli in?" Dom asked.
Mr. nobody laughed. "I had my doubts at first. So I needed a back up plan."
I looked up at him. "Back up plan?"
"Word gets around that his girl has been taken, he'd come running to save you." He gave me a shrug. "But seeing as all is well, there will be no need for that." He turned to his men behind him. "Take her back to the car."
I walked back, slapping the mans hand away. "Get the fuck away from me."
Dom moved to stand in front of me. "Back off."
"I know this is hard for you Dom, but we need her." Nobody said. "She knows things of Shaw that can help us. We need to know."
Dom shook his head. "You are not taking her."
"You have the god eyes, use it to find shaw. She won't be harmed and will soon be back with you." He said.
Dom glanced down at me, with a defeated look. "I'll be back for you I promise."
"What?" I scoffed/laughed nervously. "Dom, you can't be serious?" He moved away from me, the man grabbed ahold of my arm and pulled me to the car. I felt the rage in be boil up and rising. kicking the man in the back of the knee, he fell to the ground. I grabbed his gun and slammed him in the back of the head knocking him out.
"Eli!" Dom yelled.
"Back off Dominic." I tossed the gun to the side. "I am not go to be interrogated like some fucken criminal. Some brother you are. Shaw was right, I should just have stayed home. I mean you tossed the man's brother out of a fucken plane! Your fucken vendetta it stronger than your love!"
"He was going to hurt Letty. Deckard killed the brothers, he almost killed Johnny." Dom said.
I laughed. "Family, right. I am done Dom. I am out."
"Eli, don't do this." Dom took a step forward. "Im sorry alright."
"Whatever. You know what you and Shaw can just kill each other for all I give a shit. You both are so fucken alike." Picking up my bag I made a beeline for the door.
"Eli!" Johnny yelled.
I stopped. "What?"
"You are choosing him over your family."
I shook my head. "I have no family. Not anymore." Walking out, I jumped onto my bike just as Tej and Johnny ran out. Speeding down the road I had no idea where I was going. I just needed to get out and away from them all. I might have been a bit over dramatic, but I was tired of it. Dom was allowing his vendetta to take him over the fucken limit. Same as Shaw, was. Dom never knew how to control his anger, he always took things to far. I mean to toss a man out of a plane? Come on! That same anger was driving him tonight. We were back to the stage as before, where we didn't get along. The brother I knew would have never allowed any one to place their hands on me. He would have broken that mans hand. Yet tonight he stood back and allowed them to take me. He had no idea what they were going to do to me and he still allowed them to touch me. Then Johnny? Really? I did the same for fuck sakes. I picked him over my brother! He had no right to question this. I was pulled away from my rant at the sound of my phone. I was shocked to see it had been four hours since I left.
"Hello?"
"Where are you?"
"Deck?"
"Where are you Eli?" Deck seemed out of breath.
"Out driving. Are you okay?" Hearing a small moan I panicked. "Deckard!"
"Please, I need you help. Just this one last time."
I turned my bike on and took a breath to calm down. "Where are you?" He gave me an address. "I am on my way, just hold on deck."
"Love hurry, please."
"On my way."
I drove as fast as the bike went. All kind of scenarios were rushing through my mind. None were good. If he dies on me I will kick his ass. My phone went off again.
"Hello?"
"Where are you?" It was Dom.
"Driving. What do you want?" I snapped.
He sighed. I could imagine him running his hand over his head. "Eli, we are heading back to LA."
"Deckard?" I asked, hoping they believed him dead.
"We are taking this to our turf, where we have an advantage." He paused, clearly remembering who he was talking to. "Just come home Eli, please."
I scoffed. "That has not been my home in a long time Dom. I have a home and I will go home when I am ready." Hang up, I turned into a hotel parking lot and rushed up to the room he told me. Walking in I gasped. Deck was on the chair with a knife in his back. He was bleeding all over the place. "What the hell happened?!"
He looked up with a griming look. "I'll explain later, but I need you to pull it out."
My eyes were sure to be the size of saucers. But seeing the pain he was in, moved me to help. As I touched the knife, he hissed. I walked around to face him, cupping his jaw. Looking back I wondered why he couldn't pull it out him self, but that flew out the window at seeing his bloody arm. Gulping I looked into his eyes. He was in pain and weak. I have never seen him like this, he was always strong and proud. He never allowed me to see him in any sorts of pain, much less vulnerable. I leaned forward, kissing him. He responded with eager, it seemed as if he believed he would never have the chance again. Once he was distracted with the kiss, I reached behind him and pulled the knife out. He tossed his head back with a yell.
"Sorry." I whispered, pecking him on the lips.
Deckard chuckled. "Thank you love."
"I need to take your shirt off okay?" He nodded, leaning back in the chair. I worked on his buttons, carefully to not hurt his arm either. Looking up I blushed at the look he was giving me. "What?"
"Reminds me of Mexico." He mumbled, his ran his hand through my hair. "That night you undressed for me with a slow dance. Where I took you in every part of the house."
I chuckled, to shy to look up at him. "You mean the night our neighbors caught us on the balcony?"
"Yeah that night."
"Yes, I do. One of my favorites." Opening his shirt, I smiled. He had hair on his chest, but lightly. I always enjoyed running my hand over hie chest. "This too."
Deckard hummed, taking in a deep breath. "I know."
Looking up I sighed. "Come on, let me take this off." Helping him out of his bloody shirt, I gasped at the wound. "It's bigger than I thought."
"Thats what she said." He groaned at the slap on his shoulder.
"Not funny Shaw." Walking into the bathroom, I grabbed the first aid kit and cleaned out the wound. Once the blood was gone, I began to stitch it up. Satisfied with my work, I turned my focus on his arm. "The bullet out?" He nodded, his eyes focused on the wall in front of him. Following the same steps as before, I gathered bloody clothes and tossed it to the trash. "Clothes?"
"In my car." He mumbled.
I didn't know what else to do. I couldn't stay here with him, but I didn't want to leave him either. Looking to the bath, I grinned. "You need a bath."
He quirked a brow. "Can't, stitches."
"Leave that to me." Getting the bath running at a warm temperature, I called for him. He walked in naked, with a smirk on his face. "Never get tire of the view." He slid into the tub and sighed in content. The water was not high enough for his back wound to be submerged and his right arm was hanging out. I grabbed a sponge and slowly began to remove the blood of his body. His eyes following my every move. "How did it happen?"
He swallowed hard, but nodded. "I knew your brother would be coming after me, now that he has The Gods Eye. So I lead them to an abandoned factory. Bullets flew and during the fire fight someone threw a knife at me and with that a bullet." He chuckled to himself. "It has been a very long time since anyone has gotten the drop on me."
I rolled my eyes. "Was Dom okay when he left?"
Deckard nodded. "Yes, he was fine. So what Brian."
"How do you know his name?"
"I have done my homework love." He reached for my hand, and brought it to his lips. "I am sorry."
I shook my head. "I can't forgive you Shaw. Not for this and as much as I tried to hate you and despise you. I can't. I am so in love with you, that I walked out on my brother and family. I want to hate you Shaw. I want to forget I ever met you and all those nights we spent together. But I can't! I cant forget your hands, lips, you."
Deckard grabbed my chin, forcing me to look up at him. "I am sorry. Sorry for causing you all of this. I never meant for any of this. But I couldn't let my bother sit in that bed, in a coma with out knowing when or if he is ever going to come out of it. Now I know he did stupid shit, that's who Owen is, but he is my brother."
"And Dom is mine." I whispered.
He dropped his hand, tossing his head back. "Just give me tonight please."
"What?"
"Can we forget about all of this." He looked back down at me. "Lets go back to Mexico. No talk of this and focused on us, just one last time."
I frowned. "Why would it be one last time?"
He gave me a 'really' kinda look. "Either way this ends, I doubt we will be together Eli. I just want to savor and enjoy this moment."
I held back the tears. I knew he was right. Leaning forward, I crashed my lips onto his. His good hand working on pulling my shirt up. I giggled, pulled back and removed my shirt, followed by everything else. He stopped me from getting in the tub, and just looked at me. He seemed to be trying to memorize everything, every little detail of my body. He held his hand out for me, helping me into the tub and straddling him. My hands went to his chest, running my nails down his chest and back up. I love the way his muscles quivered beneath my touch, or the way he would let out a small moan ever so often. Slipping one hand under the water, I grasped my hand around his hard on. He tossed his head back, with a silent groan. Leaning forward, I licked his wet chest up to his neck and then into his mouth. His hand tangled into my hair, tightening with every hard stroke I gave him. Letting go of my hair he stroked my back, and grabbed my ass, pulling me forward. I laughed as the water splashed and spilled onto the floor. Deckard removed my hand from his cock and wrapped his arm around my waist. Not once breaking eye contact, he lifted me up and slowly sat me onto him. I grabbed onto his shoulders, gasping as he stretched me out. He paused for a moment, letting me get used to him once more. Giving him a small nod, he slowly began to move. His mouth was on my neck, biting and sucking on my pulse. He was leaving his mark. The one that claimed me as his, yet after tonight I will no longer be his, at least not like this. Shifting my hips, I moaned at the amount of pleasure that past through my body. I wanted him to go faster, harder, but he kept a slow rhythm. He was dragging it for as long as he could. I for once didn't mind, I wanted this to last as long as it could. Looking down at him, I watched him. He eyes were half close, looking down as he slid in and out of me. His mouth was red for out make out sessions and slightly open, letting out the occasional groans. He was sweating, even in the water I could tell. His good arm was still wrapped around me, keeping me at the pace he wanted and position he wanted. Running my hand over his head, I wrapped my arms around his neck. I couldn't hold back any longer. Nudging his head back, I gave him a mind blowing kiss, as the same time I began riding him. Deckard groaned into my mouth, his fingers digging into my hips. Breaking the kiss we looked at each other, no words simply looked at one another. Watching as we both reached our limit. Resting on his chest, I shivered as the air hit my wet body. Deckard, wrapped his arm around me, trying to keep me warm. I felt the tear slid off my cheek and onto his chest. His arm wrapped around me tighter, he whispered he was sorry once more. I just sat there, trying to think back to the happy moments. The moments where it was just him and I.
I woke with a small start. My heart beating like crazy, my back soaked from sweat. Glancing around, I saw Deckard sleeping beside me. Frowning I looked at his arm and scoffed. He must have carried me to bed and torn his stitches. Looking at his work, I shook my head. For a trained killer he sucked at stitching himself up. Looking up at him, I sighed. He really was something special, but he wasn't for me. At least not this time around. Glancing at the clock, I had to laugh. Just like Mexico. Climbing over him, I straddled his waist. Kissing his neck and bitting his collar bone, I slowly stroked him. He groaned in his sleep. Once he was hard I lifted myself up and slid down onto him. Had to bite my lower lip, to keep quite. Never got to used to his size. As I rode him gently, I tossed my head back, his hands came to my waist. Looking down at him, he started back at me with heated and lustful eyes.
"Just like Mexico." His voice was husky, and fuck that accent drove me insane.
I moaned as he bucked his hips. "Just like Mexico."
With a grin, he flipped us around. With out a chance to recover he slammed into me. Unlike the bath sex, he was harder this time. The sound of our groans and moans were the only sound in the room. It wasn't long before he had me moaning like some wild animal under him. He himself spilling into me with a loud groan. I dropped my head back on the pillow, as he rested his on my chest. Running my hand over his back, I tried to memorize the feel of his skin. His smell and taste. He flipped around to lay on his back, talking me with him. Settling down on his chest I played with his chest hair.
"I-"
"Don't." I whispered. "Please just don't say your sorry or that you love me. Just lay here with me and hold me. Thats all I want right now."
"Okay." And he did, he held me close.
By the morning he was gone. I knew it before I opened my eyes. His warmth was gone. I didn't want to open my eyes. I didn't want to see last night gone. I just wanted to lay there and die. I just wanted to go back in time and prevent any of this from happening. Opening my eyes I frowned, he really was gone. Running my hand down my face, I sat up on the bed. Looking around I found nothing, no trace of him ever being in the room with me. Hell even my clothes was neatly folded on the chair. I needed to take a shower and head home. Pff home, I no longer had a home. I blew my chances of going back home with Dom and London well, it wasn't home without him. I really did over react with Dom, but between the stress of having Deck trying to kill my brother and Dom going after him, I just snapped. Not to mention having Johnny near me was not helping at all. Deciding I should just get a move on I showered and changed, as I grabbed my bag a letter fell out. Seeing the neat hand writing, that I knew can only belong to Deck, I sat down to read it.
Eli,
I know the last thing you want to hear from me again, is I am sorry. But I am. I am sorry to have caused you the pain, I know you are dealing with. I promised I would never cause you any on purpose and I meant that. I love you and I can honestly say I have never felt that. Whatever happens tonight, please know I love you and I am sorry. I know you and I had plans for the future, we had a life ahead of us. I never thought this would happen, but this is who I am. I am a ghost and a killer Eli. I cannot and I will not change that. It is who I am. I have been running for years now, and for once I had a home and a family I could come home to. I had you waiting for me at home. I had you love and even if it was short, I will never forget it. I hope one day you can forgive me for this.
I am sorry.
Deck.
I felt the tears slid off my cheeks and onto the letter. I read it over and over, not being able to get enough. I truly wanted to hate him. I wanted to completely forget him and stop loving him, but I couldn't. He was in deep. He had set root in my heart and was not letting go. Folding the letter I slipped in into my pocket, grabbed my keys and drove off to the ghost base. After some arguing, I was let in by orders of Mr. Nobody. I was just here to pick up my dog and head back to London.
"Yet you come back." Mr. nobody popped from out of nowhere. He had a bandaged up arm and seemed somewhat paled.
I smirked. "Deck get a shot in?"
He scowled at me, before chuckling. "I wanted to apologize for the events in the garage. I meant no trouble for you and your brother."
"Don't sweat it. Seems like no matter who I pick, there is always trouble between Dom and I. This wouldn't be the first Time I fall in love with someone trying to kill Dom." Grabbing Athena, I gave him a wave and turned to leave.
"You can still stop this Elizabeth." Nobody shouted.
I frowned, ordering Athena into the car I turned my attention to him. "And how do you suggest I do that? Dom won't listen to me. And Deck won't either. Hell I won't let it past Deck to kill me, in order to get Dom."
"Now, you and I know that is not true. I saw the interaction between you and Shaw. You are his weakness, which is why he has kept you away from him. That is a ghosts life Elizabeth, they all have a weakness and that usually comes in the form of their lover." Mr. Nobody tossed me a small velvet box. "We found it in the hotel room you and Shaw shared last night."
"You had me followed?"
The man shook his head. "No, but our cars do have GPS signals."
I gasped at the small ring inside the box. It was beautiful. But something hit me. "You could have had Shaw right there and then. Why didn't you?"
Mr. Nobody smirked. "We aren't the ones after Shaw Elizabeth. We just wanted the gods eye."
Putting the ring into my pocket I stared back at him. "Alright, where can I find them."
The man gave what looked like a proud smile. "LA, just follow the explosions and gun fire." With a stiff nod, I ran off to the car. "I got something that will get you there faster." He gestured to the plane/jet like. "Il'l have them ready it. Grab any toys you want." I ran off to the warehouse. Grabbing a few grenades, clips, automatic weapons, a Beretta and geared up. Had the bullet vest under my shirt, followed by my com link that once in range I'll be able to contact the team. "Alright, listen you need to help the others with Ramsey. Their is another bad guy after them and he has the gods eye."
I groaned, tossing the bag into the back of the plane. "I am going to need a car when I land."
"There will be one waiting. Good luck."
"Don't need it." Taking a seat on the floor, I focused on what the hell I was going to do. I needed to know where the others were and how they were doing. I couldn't just go in there with gun and glory. I needed a plan, but problem was I didn't know what plan they had. As much as I wanted to find Dom and Deck, I knew the others were going to need my help more. Dom and Deck can hold there own. Or so I hope so.
By the time I arrived it was all going to hell. Letty and Ramsey were trapped in their car, being shot at with a fucken machine from a helicopter. Seeing no other way, I drove towards them and opened my car doors. "Get in! Now!" Letty hesitated for a bit before pushing the girl and herself into my car. Busting a quick U I drove them towards the rest of the team, problem was that now I was getting shot at. I wasn't sure how to shake this ass hole. Glancing at Letty I panicked. Hobbs was currently trying to shoot them down. "Who the fuck did you piss off now!"
Letty scoffed. "Long story, just drive!"
"What the fuck do you think I'm doing woman!" Slamming my foot on the pedal, I pushed the car.
Ramsey yelped from the back. "Slow down! You'll kill us!"
"If I slow down, they are going to kill us!" Making a sharp right turn, I took cover under an open garage. "Shh, quiet." Once I heard them fly by, I leaned back and released a deep breath, only to tense at the feeling of something cold to my head. "Get that fucken gun off my head Letty."
"Why are you here?" She growled, pressing the barrel to my temple.
Pushing the gun away, I grabbed my knife and placed it on her neck. "If I didn't want to help, I would have let your ass die back there." Looking into her eyes, I sighed and took the knife off. "Dom, you and the others are all the family I have left Letty. I don't want to lose it again, not this time. I lost you all more than once, I thought you were dead." Before she could even reply, we began to take fire again. "Hold on!" Slamming the pedal, I took off to the right. I then realized what was happening, he knew Ramsey was still in the car. "Dose he still have The Gods Eye?!"
"No! I deactivated!"
Seeing the bridge coming, I glanced at Letty and Ramsey. "I want you two to jump, the second we are under the bridge. There should be a tunnel you can run into."
Letty looked at me as if I had lost it. "Your nuts! you are going to get yourself killed!"
"I will jump right after you!" Looking at the bridge coming closer, I speeded up. "We don't have a choice Letty, do it now!" Giving me a groan, she opened the door and jumped, Ramsey followed right after. Swerving to the right, I did a quick U, and took off. Glancing at the rear mirror, I saw Letty shouting and waving. Shaking my head, I focused on what I was doing. And truthfully I had not fucken clue as to what I was doing. All I knew at the moment was that I had to get him away from my family as far as I could. Who knows maybe in the process I might just be able to come up with a damn plan. Making a quick right and then a left, I cursed at just going in circles. Then I remembered, the marine base was close by, if I get him into the base they will shot him down. Speeding off, I jumped into the freeway. He followed close by, shooting non stop, trying to blow me up if possible. But the man wasn't as stupid as her looked, he quickly shot in front of me, causing me to turn and return the way I came from. Slamming my fist on the wheel, I drove on. Suddenly he stopped, he flew past me and began shooting at something. as I pulled up closer I gathered with the rest of the team. Each looking up, then it happened. Dom's car flew off the roof top of the paring structure and just barely slammed missed the chopper. Seeing the car fall to the ground and crash, has me stuck in my spot. I couldn't, move I didn't want to. I didn't want to see him dead. I didn't want to know I lost him. Jumping at the gun fire, I turned to see hobbs shoot at the chopper which then blew up. Forcing myself I ran after him as we moved the blocks of cement out of Dom's way. Letty grabbed him and held him as we just watched. Dom wasn't breathing, he wasn't moving, he just laid there.
