Luke had stayed the night with Val that night. Between her still being exhausted from so many hours at work and Luke's jet lag, sleep had gotten the better of them. Luke had offered to leave for the night, but Val had told him to stay with her.

He was the first to wake up the next morning. It took him a moment to remember exactly where he was, but once he remembered, he couldn't help but grin. He glanced down at Val who lay sleeping next to him. Her back was facing him with her hair spread out behind her. The blanket that covered her only came up to her waist. The way she was laying put a perfect curve to her waist.

Luke scooted across the bed and wrapped his arm around her. She moaned at the sudden weight on her, but she didn't wake up. Luke huffed a little disappointed that she didn't wake up, but he didn't act any farther. He glanced around her room. Her furniture was a dark cherry wood that they had found in an antique store. Her bed was perfect to sleep in especially while she was sleeping in it with him.

There was a television that sat on top of her chest of drawers with a cable box under it. The remote was sitting on the nightstand on Val's side of the bed. There were lamps on both nightstands. On Luke's side of the bed was a picture of the entire crew standing in the annoying family portrait style.

He looked down at Val and watched her sleep. She was his and he was hers. He found it odd how natural it felt to be in a relationship with her. He figured there would have been an awkwardness between them for a while until the fell into the groove of being together, but it was just natural.

Luke molded himself as best he could behind Val and tightened his grip on her waist. She moaned again and wiggled a little.

"What are you doing?" she mumbled. Luke wondered if she was still asleep or not.

"None of your business," he said burying his face in her hair. She grumbled again and rolled over. She buried her head in his chest and Luke took no time to wrap her up in his arms. She yawned quietly and wrapped her arms around him as best she could.

"What time is it?" Luke hummed resting his head on the pillow.

"About that time." Val hummed a response and they fell into a silence. Luke felt Val relax next to him as she fell back to sleep.

About another hour passed before Val began to wake again. They lay in bed together for another thirty minutes before they decided to get up for breakfast. She decided on making him a big breakfast. Biscuits, gravy, scrambled eggs, fried potatoes, and bacon. Luke had made sure there were no chances of leftovers.

It was some time in the early afternoon when Val's phone went off. She and Luke had decided to stay indoors for the day and just be with each other. She answered it and said hello to Hector. Luke found the conversation curious especially since he only heard Val's side of it. Apparently, Hector had challenged Val to something and Val had accepted without giving it another thought.

She had explained to Luke that before Val had taken off to Mexico to be with Dom, that Val had made an oath to one day out drink Hector. She had never been able to and always ended up bedridden for the remainder of the next day. It never stopped her from trying however. She knew it had been a really long time since she had drank like that and she was going to regret it.

An hour or so later, a knock came to her door and Val stood to answer it. Mia and Brian came in and Val to Mia into the kitchen while Brian sat in the living room with Luke watching whatever television show Val and Luke had been watching.

"Did he stay here last night?" Mia asked in a whisper so no one but them could hear. Val nodded as she poured herself a cup of coffee and made Mia her own cup as well. "Please tell me you guys finally had sex." Val chuckled taking a sip of her coffee.

"No, we were too tired last night, but we are official now." Mia's face lit up as she stepped closer to Val. Mia went to say something, but Luke and Brian made their way into the kitchen. Luke leaned against the counter next to Val and rested his arm behind her.

"It's about damned time!" Mia exclaimed looking at Luke. Luke gave her a strange look.

"What did I miss?" Brian asked looking to his wife.

Later that evening, they had went to a bar. Dom and the others were already there sitting at a table. Val and Luke walked up to them. Val said hello to everyone before she was dragged up to the bar by Hector. Luke watched them carefully as Hector ordered a round of drinks for the two of them. A few shot glasses filled with alcohol was set in front of them. Luke watched them as they clanked their glasses together and tossed them back.

"You're going to be seeing a different side of Val tonight, Hobbs," Dom said as a waitress laid a pitcher in the center of the table. "Just be ready to get her out of here." Luke looked to Dom questioning him. Dom slowly took a sip of his beer as he watched Val and Hector at the bar doing shot for shot. "Every time they do this, Hector always does something stupid and starts a fight and Val always feels the need to jump in." Luke shook his head then looked back to the bar as he heard Val laughing at something Hector said.

"So, what's up with you and Big Guy over there?" Hector asked as he tilted his head back. "You guys still "something like that" or are you guys official?" Val grinned tilting back her own shot.

"He asked me to be his girlfriend last night," Val said then her face twisted as the bartender poured them another drink. "That sounds so weird."

"What do you mean, baby?" Hector asked with a grin. Val leaned a little closer to Hector as she reached for her shot.

"I don't know, just feels like I'm a little too old for someone to be asking me to be their girlfriend like we're still in elementary school." Hector laughed and they threw their shots back together.

"I don't think that matters anymore, sweetheart. You got yourself a man now." He turned and glanced at Luke who was currently in a conversation with Dom. "A really, really big man." He turned his attention back to Val. "Seriously, how are you still walking?" Val slapped her hand to her forehead.

"Seriously, why is it that every time I have a conversation with someone about me and Luke it always veers off to our sex life? Which, mind you, is currently non existent." Hector looked at her with disbelief, but it slowly went away as Val's facial expression didn't change.

"What the hell is his deal? Look, woman, if you were mine, I'd have you knocked up by now." Val busted out laughing at her friend.

As long as Val and Hector had known each other, he was constantly hitting on her even though he never acted on it. They were good friends. Whenever Val would go to a race that Dom as racing in, Val would always stick close to Hector so all the men would leave her alone since Leon was always the lookout during the races and wouldn't be able to protect her.

It was amazing on how it never really slowed anyone down on hitting on Val and Mia at the races even with everyone knowing who their older brother was. It was hard to tell how many times they had to pull Vince off a guy for being too close to Mia. Val rarely had to worry about anything because if a man advanced her and Hector was around, he would shut him down real quick.

She couldn't remember how long ago it was that Hector started calling her his "future ex wife", but she could remember it was long enough to where his wife started calling Val her "wife in law". Or, at least, the Spanish equivalent.

Val's head was spinning from the quick consumption of alcohol, but that didn't stop her from taking another shot with Hector. Hector made a sound that he had an idea and waved the empty shot glass in Val's face.

"You know what we haven't done in years?" Val narrowed her eyes at him.

"Considering I haven't been around in almost ten years, I would say a lot." Hector slammed his shot glass down on the bar and stood. He grabbed Val by the arm and pulled her off her barstool nearly making her fall in the floor.

Luke leaned forward across the table and pointed a finger at Tej. He had sat casually with the rest of the crew, but always kept an eye on Val. He wanted to go to her, but he figured that he would be dragged into the game with the two drunks and there was no way he was going to do that. Not with him being the designated driver. Not if he had to pull Val out of there to keep her out of trouble.

"I'm getting really tired of repeating myself," Luke started.

"What?" Roman asked from his seat next to Brian. Luke's finger slid over to Rom.

"I will shoot you." Everyone at the table laughed as Luke pointed back to Tej. "There is absolutely no way in hell that Jackie Chan would win in a fight again Bruce Lee." Tej groaned rolling his eyes.

"Oh, come on, man! Jackie Chan would whoop his ass!" Luke shook his head and dropped his hand back on the table.

"I could whoop Jackie Chan's ass!" he claimed grabbing his beer. A sudden movement out of the corner of his eye caught his attention. He watched as Hector dragged Val across the bar to the dance floor that was across the bar. There was only a few people dancing on the floor at the moment.

He watched as Hector released Val and walked over to the jukebox that sat at the edge of the dance floor and searched for a new song. A salsa themed song blasted from the speakers around the bar and the dance floor seemed to clear. Val stood laughing at the other end of the dance floor as Hector turned to her.

They met in the middle as the music took off and Luke was astonished. He watched as Hector spun her and dipped her. They moved in perfect sync with each other as the dominated the dance floor. The people that were on the dance floor cheered them on.

Luke felt his pulse quicken as Val danced. He had no idea that she could dance. In all the conversations that they had over their time together, it never came up. He supposed he could have asked her if she had any special talents, but then she would just return the question and there was really nothing that he could say back to her. What could he say? He could shoot the eye of a squirrel at four hundred yards? That wasn't a talent. That was conditioning.

The song ended and Hector and Val hugged as the entire bar cheered and clapped for them. They hurried off the dance floor and instead of going back to the bar, they came to the table. Hector took his place in an empty seat while Val took her place on Luke's lap. She was hot to his touch from all of the movement and there was a small sheen to her skin from where she had began to sweat. Hector made a motion to the bartender for another round of drinks.

"Where in the world did you learn to dance like that?" Luke asked still in a daze at watching her dance. If he didn't know any better he would say she was a siren that had him under her spell. Val laughed looking at Hector who had ducked his head down in embarrassment.

"Okay, story time," Val started off as she reached for the pitcher of beer to pour herself a glass. She poured another one of Hector since they were doing a drink for drink competition. "It's a funny story. True story, too!" Luke chuckled as she took a drink of her beer. Hector was still looking down as if he wanted to disappear. "Okay, so, like forever ago, Hector decides he wants to get married to that lovely, lovely woman you got to meet over at his place, right?"

"Right."

"Well, she's Cuban and she loves to dance. Well, Hector here, never once learned how to dance growing up." She slapped a hand on Hector's shoulder for emphasis. "He wants to surprise her at their reception by dancing the tango with her. So, he goes and signs up for these dancing classes and Hector walks in and…" She had to stop because she started laughing. Even by that point, Dom was having a hard time keeping himself composed during the story. Just hearing Val's laughter was enough to make the story funny.

"Okay, okay, I'm good," she said after calming down a little. "So, he walks in and there's all these eighty-year-old women in there learning how to dance!" Everyone at the table was laughing now. "That's not even the best part! Hector, Hector, man, you gotta tell them the best part!" she said slapping Hector's shoulder. He groaned looking up at her. "Come on," she coaxed.

"Man, those old ladies were grabbing me in parts I never even knew I had!" The entire table erupted in a fit of laughter. Once they were calmed down enough for Val to continue, she did.

"He calls me to be his partner so that way he stops getting molested by old ladies and before you knew it, we were dancing queens."

"Wow." Val chuckled and took a sip of her beer.

"We won four dance competitions after that, too." The waitress of the bar came to their table and put shots in front of everyone and told them that they were on the house for the wonderful dancing. Val took her shot with Hector then stood up looking back at the bartender.

"Hey, bartender!" she called out getting his attention. "What else can we get for free back there?" The bartender grinned at her.

"Pretzels," he replied without missing a beat. Val frowned crossing her arms.

"That stuff is already free," she stated.

"Exactly." A couple snickers came from their table. Val shrugged her shoulders looking down at the people surrounding their table.

"It was worth a shot, I suppose." She took her place back on Luke's lap. The group fell back into a comfortable conversation. Hector and Val continued their little game though it started to slow down a little as both of them were becoming very inebriated.

It didn't take long for the debate between Luke and Tej to start back up on whether or not Jackie Chan could beat Bruce Lee. Luke kept trying to listen to Tej's argument, but Val was tickling the back of his neck and it was very distracting. He found it odd. He had never wanted so bad to just be alone with a woman so he could simply just touch her. He found himself pushing up the hem of her shirt so he could run his fingers across her skin lightly. He didn't miss the grin that grew across her lips as he did so.

Val had slipped off into her own little conversation with her brother about if he was going to be getting back into the underground circuit the way he used to be. Part of him wanted to because it would be nice to race for the pleasure instead of racing for his life, but he also wanted to stay out of trouble for a little while longer.

"Alright, that's it, Val, you got my back on this right?" Tej asked pulling her attention away from her brother to him. She had known that they were arguing over something that only they could possibly think up to argue about so she had pushed the conversation out of her thoughts so she could focus on her brother for a moment. Before she answered, another shot was laid before her and Hector. Hector threw it back like a pro, while Val grumbled at hers, but she took it still. She shook her head slightly at the bitter taste of the tequila.

"Bias says I kind of have to have his back," she said tilting her head towards Luke. Tej gave her a flat look while Luke grinned.

"Who would win in a fight? Bruce Lee or Jackie Chan?" Tej asked her anyways. Val frowned looking between the two.

"Who's pulling for Jackie Chan?" she asked. Tej pointed to himself and Val grimaced looking to Luke.

"Sorry, I kinda gotta go with him on that one," she said. Luke gave her a look of pure disbelief.

"You've got to be kidding me! Give me one good reason why Jackie Chan would beat Bruce Lee." Val stalled for a moment while she took a sip of her beer. She gave look a calm look.

"Jackie Chan is alive. Kind of hard to fight back when you're dead." Luke huffed at her then shook his head. "However," she said holding up her finger to him. "If by some miracle they were able to meet in battle, Bruce Lee would totally win." Luke's grin immediately returned. Tej threw his hands up in frustration.

"How in the world would he be able to do that?" he all but yelled at her.

"Uhm, have you forgotten that Bruce Lee trained the one and only Chuck Norris? And we all know how much of a badass that guy is."

"You can't argue with that, Tej," Brian agreed sipping at his beer. Tej grabbed a handful of pretzels and threw them at Val. Val moved out of the way so the pretzels would fly behind her instead of her being pelted.

"Hey, you guys keep it down over there! You're disturbing everyone!" some guy yelled at them from the next table. Val looked back at him over Luke's shoulder. The guy had a build similar to Brian's. He had slicked back, dark hair that reminded her of Danny from Grease. He wore a dark blue button up shirt with a white undershirt and a pair of jeans. There were three other men at the table.

The one to his right was built like a WWE wrestler with long blonde hair pulled back in a pony tail. He wore a black t-shirt with a pair of jeans. The man that sat to the greaser's left had short curly brown hair and wore a tank top. Val wasn't able to see what kind of pants he was wearing. The guy that sat across from the greaser was bald and in desperate need of a sandwich. He wore a tank top as well.

"God, chill out," she said turning her attention back to the table. Everyone fell back into conversation with each other around the table when suddenly, Hector's head fell against the table. Everyone stopped to stare at him. Val perked up a little thinking that he had passed out and she had finally won, but he lifted his head up and started ranting about women.

Val huffed leaning farther into Luke. Hector complained for what seemed like hours, but it wasn't like anyone was complaining. What he was complaining about was absolutely hilarious and had everyone in an uproar at the table.

He complained that his woman never once made him a sandwich. He complained that she never once took the trash out. He complained that just because he was in the mood, she wasn't. Val tried to make a few arguments with him, but Hector then made her laugh so hard that she couldn't hardly breathe.

In his drunken state, he wasn't really paying attention to his movements or the fact that he still had his beer in his hand. He threw his hands up in the air and, in turn, beer flew all over the person behind him. Val gasped looking up at the person and immediately recognized him as the guy who needed a sandwich that was behind them.

"What the fuck?" the guy exclaimed then punched Hector in the back of the head. Val gripped her beer in her left hand as red filled her vision.

"You mother," she growled as she stood quickly from Luke's lap and swung the glass around smashing it into the side of the scrawny guy's face, "Fucker!" she finished. Luke stood, too glancing behind him to see the blonde wrestler type coming at Val with a right hook. Luke reached out and grabbed the man's wrist stopping the man looked to Luke with a blind anger, but the anger went away upon seeing Luke's sheer size. Val turned to see the man and Luke.

"Oh, I know you weren't about to lay a hand on my woman," Luke said. The man swallowed hard. Luke's free hand grabbed the guy by the throat and choke slammed him on the table where the group of men were sitting.

"DAMN!" Hector yelled standing next to Val. Val looked up at Luke with wide eyes. Luke turned back to Val.

"Get her out of here," Dom said appearing next to Luke as the remaining two men advanced them. Luke nodded then wrapped an arm around her shoulders to lead her out. She grabbed Hector's hand and dragged him along.

The cool night air licked at her skin as they stepped out of the bar and headed towards Luke's truck quickly. The sounds of things smashing inside the bar was in her ears. She wanted so bad to go back and fight, but there was no way Luke was going to allow that and she knew it.

"Are you okay?" she asked Hector as Luke began to pull out of the parking lot of the bar. She turned back to Hector who was still in a daze in the back seat of the truck. He nodded.

Val turned her attention to Luke who was focusing on the road. She leaned over to him and put her left hand on his cheek to pull him to her. She kissed his cheek, but Luke pulled away from her hand glancing at it.

"Your hand is sticky," he said. "Are you bleeding?" Val pulled away from him and flicked on the light above her. Sure enough, there were cuts all over her hand and she was bleeding all over the place.

"Shit," she said staring at it. The alcohol had thinned out her blood so it was going to be a little tough getting the bleeding to stop. Luke stopped at a stop sign and lifted his t-shirt over his head then handed it to her. She laid her hand on it not wanting to put any kind of pressure on it worried that there was still glass stuck in her hand. She tried to focus on her hand to see if there was, but she was way too drunk. The more she focused on her hand, the more painful it became so she decided to focus on something else.

She turned to look at Luke. His muscles looked even bigger with his shirt off. His arm looked bigger than her head and all she could do was envision his arms wrapped around her with his broad chest pressed against her. She licked her lips looking forward.

"So, I'm going to have to admit it. That was pretty sexy what you did back there," Val said looking back at Luke. He grinned glancing at her.

"Oh yeah," Hector said with his head leaned back against the back headrest. "I'm getting a stiffy back here. Take me home so I can sleep with my wife and think of you." Luke wasn't really sure how to respond to that. Like, at all. Val turned around and looked at him with a grin on her face.

After dropping Hector off at home, then going to Val's to patch her up a little and grab some clothes then headed to Luke's. Val immediately went to sleep when they laid down.

Author's Note: Hello, guys! Sorry about the slight delay in this one. Life has been a little nuts for me lately. I was disturb you with the details, but I'm afraid they may disturb you. (Extra points if you know that reference.) I can't believe we are at chapter 10 already on this story and it makes me so excited!

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