Hello everyone! I totally forgot that I finished this chapter and I forgot to post it! I'm so sorry! I completely forgot! That's my bad! Please don't hurt me!

Anyway, in this chapter we finally get to see a little bit of Desmond's POV. There is a small cameo of a certain someone and a group of people. Can you guys guess who they are? I know this is a long waited chapter and I'm sorry for not updating this sooner. I really hope you guys like this chapter. I'm alright writing the next chapter, but it might take awhile. Please no diss or being mean. This story is suppose to be fun and carefree.

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Chapter 5: Lost of a Good Friend

Seraphina Ortiz's POV

I heard the voices of one of Reyes men talking rapidly in anger tones, but fear in all the same. I hid myself in the shadows in one of the cash houses and felt the corners of my mouth twitch upwards. Well, they work for someone else besides Reyes. One of the men pointed his finger at the other and in anger, but hush tones revealed his big boss. My smile turned into a frown, but the anger in my eyes came back. I took out my batarang and threw it to take out the lights. Some of the men screamed in fear, but the others took out their guns and started shooting the place. I smirked at their amateur actions and lunged myself at the first man. I landed on his back, twisted my body around and took him down to the ground. I landed on my feet and glanced at the remaining men around the cash house. Now, this is a way to blow off steam.

Desmond Miles's POV

I watched the news feed from Tej's laptop and my own to keep up with what's going on around the world. Nothing seems to be going on until something caught my ears.

"The events from the attack on Manhattan, New York are still unknown whether this group of heroes known as the Avengers," Well, this has gotten interesting. I started to watch the footage that was shot by a camera crew from a news station. I heard the screams of civilians as debris fall from the new Stark Tower, a giant hole opening in the sky and which I can't believe my eyes is aliens soaring out of the black hole. I can faintly make out Iron Man flying and shooting at the aliens. I decided to open another window and searched the alien attack on New York. The searched wasn't that heard because as I looked through the articles and photos of the aliens, Iron Man, wait is that Thor? As in the Thunder God? A guy who can turn into a green monster and master assassins? What the hell were they thinking? I understand their intentions and all, but this a little over the top. When was the last time I talked to our good friend? Did he know about this? Wait, of course he did. He did talk a lot about his all-time favorite hero. I even saw his card collection. Wow, the world has changed since we went off grid.

"The world has gone crazy, huh?" I glanced over my shoulder and saw Han standing behind me, looking at the screen over my shoulder and eating a small bag of potato chips. I nodded in agreement. You can say that again.

"Didn't know the world was capable of making monsters and alien invasion." I said. Han nodded in agreement. We both looked back and watched the various of footage of the New York attack. I saw a familiar red head shooting and fighting the aliens. A man in red, white and blue clad uniform came into view and threw a shield at a bunch of aliens. Then a roar filled the speakers of the laptop and saw a large green monster jumping from buildings to another and throwing aliens like they are nothing. I rubbed my hand over my face, shook my head and can't help, but think of our good friends. Where they okay? Did they get caught up in all this? We're they safe? To be quite honest, I knew what our world was capable of. When your part of a secret organization of assassin's, you see the crazy impossible shit every day. So yeah, this doesn't seem surprising at all.

"You have friends in Manhattan?" Han's voice snapped me out of my thoughts and I nodded.

"Yeah, both me and Sera have friends there." I mumbled to him. Just seeing these footage of the wreckage and buildings crumple to the ground made my heart sink. I seriously hope they are okay. The world has changed a lot since me and Seraphina went into hiding. Sometimes I wonder to myself, was it the right choice to go into hiding? Was it for the best? The Brotherhood were driven out by our long time enemy. Forced us into hiding and exposed us to the public. We knew what we were getting into when we joined, but sometimes I wonder if it was the right the decision.

"So, when are you going to tell Dom that you and Seraphina are members of the Creed?" Han asked me with a calm voice. My shoulders tensed when he mentioned the Creed. How the hell did he know about the Creed? He must have noticed the tension in me. Han was waiting for me to answer him. I opened my mouth to say something maybe try to deny it, but I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket of my jacket. I sighed and reached for it. I looked at the screen to see who it was, but the number was blocked. My eyebrows furrowed together in confusion. That's not good. I pressed the green button and put the phone to my ear.

"Hello."

"Hello Agent Miles." My posture went rigid when I heard the voice. A voice I haven't heard in a long time. I swallowed the lump that was forming in my throat and leaned my elbow on the table near Tej's laptop.

"What happened?" I whispered into the phone. He wouldn't be calling unless it was an emergency or someone close to us was gone.

"There was breach." I closed my eyes and I knew what he was talking about. "We lost him." Tears started to sting in my eyes, but I forced them back. "I'm sorry Desmond. He's gone."

Seraphina Ortiz's POV

As I made my way back to the old warehouse, I started thinking more about telling Dom about my line of work. He needs to know. I can't keep secrets from him. He's loss so much. Letty wouldn't want me to keep him in the dark about this, but I know she would not approve of this. I softly sighed, ran my hand through my hair and slow down my pace to the warehouse. I honestly didn't want to go back, but I knew I would have to face them sometime. Especially O'Connor. I stopped in mid-step, tilt my head up towards the sky and sighed loudly in frustration. Mia. She's probably really upset at me. I mean I did yell at her boyfriend or husband or whatever they are. I don't know how to explain anything. How do I tell them that I'm part of a secret organization of master assassins? I sighed and kicked at the ground. This is getting a lot harder to keep a secret. I know I killed people, but they were part of something. Something a lot dangerous then what Dom and his friends are doing. Before I could walk in and apologize to Dom, Desmond rush past me, but grabbed my arm before I could walk into the warehouse. My face expression turned into a frown and tried to keep up with her partner.

"Des, what's going on?" I asked him, but he didn't answer until we reached at the gate. He let go of my arm and started to pace in front of me. "What's wrong Des? Did something happen while I was gone?" He scoffed a chuckle and shook his head.

"New York has been attacked." My eyes widened and let the shock settle in. "More like Manhattan, but you get what I mean." I let out a shaky breath and ran my hand through my hair.

"Was it them?" I whispered to him. "Because if it was them," Desmond shook his head and nervously rubbed the back of his neck.

"No, but our other friends were." He said and I knew exactly who he was talking about. I closed my eyes and pressed my lips in a thin line and put my hands on my hips.

"Are they okay?" I calmly asked and he let out a sigh.

"As can be." He said, but his expression is full of sorrow and sadness. My stomach dropped and I shook my head.

"No." I whispered out as the tears started to well in my eyes. I covered my hand over my mouth and continued to shake her head. "No." Desmond walked towards me, but I took a few steps back from him as my grief took over.

"Sera, I'm sorry." When those words left his lips, I broke down. A sob escaped my lips and tears running down my face. "I'm so sorry." I held out my hand telling him to stop coming towards me.

"Don't!" I choked out, but that didn't stop Desmond. He reached for my hand and gently pulled me towards him. A choked sob escaped my lips as Desmond wrapped me in his arms and gently pressed the back of my head towards his chest He rested his chin on the top of my head and gently rubbing small circles on my back. I buried my face into Desmond's chest and my tears stain his jacket and shirt. This can't be happening. Not again.

"I'm sorry Seraphina." Desmond said. "But he's gone." I shook my head against his chest and closed my eyes.

"No." I let out in a hoarse voice and clenched my hand in his shirt.

"He's gone Sera." The reality hit me in the face so hard it felt like, well, it felt like nothing. My heart was too numb. I felt nothing. "Coulson's gone."