"What?" Brian asks a bit groggily. 'He must have been asleep.' I think to myself before replying. "Dom's pardon. What do I have to do to get it?" I ask again, this time making my intentions more clear to him. "Letty?!"
"Yeah, Sherlock. Who else would want to get Dom's pardon?" I snap impatiently before letting out a soft sigh. "Just tell me what I have to do, okay?"
"Okay, Letty. I want you to meet me in Tucson at the Birdcage theater, five a.m. tomorrow morning. We'll debrief when you get there." He informs me but I'm not having any of it. "No you're going to tell me now, you got that?" I hear him sigh into the phone before for answering me. "Alright fine, All I need you to do is make a run into Mexico an pick up a case of drugs, I'm going to set up a meeting place where you'll meet up with Mia and-" I cut him off before he can finish. "Mia's involved! How dare you bring her into this!" I yell at him. "Letty, she's safe, I promise you. Just let me finish. You'll transfer the case into her car. Where then she will cross the board safely and unnoticed well you dive the bait car leading the rest of Braga's team over the border and into the FBI's trap. That's it, that's all you have to do."
"I'll do it. I'll be there tomorrow morning five a.m." I reply sharply before hanging up the phone and throwing it on the nightstand. "Bastard." I mutter to myself as I stand up and grab my duffle bag from the back of the closet. I begin to throw my all cloths in the bag but soon stop as I pick up a picture frame that holds a photo of the whole team, me, Dom, Mia, Brian, Vince, Leon, and Jesse. My glaze rests on Jesse as tears fill my eyes, he was like a little brother to me and, I know would have done anything to save him or bring him back. I know now there is nothing I could have done for him but there is still something I could do for Mia, and there is no way in hell anyone is going to stop me. I lay the picture frame down and whip a few tears from my eye. "I'm not going to lose anymore of my family. I just won't." I say to myself as toss my bag over my shoulder and head out to put it in my car. I open the front door and breath in the sweet ocean air before allowing the door to slam behind me as I walk out to trunk of my car, and unlock it. I slid my bag into the trunk before slamming it shut and Turing around and glancing down the road. I stop and lean against my vehicle in thought, Dom always told me that people say that an open helps you think, about where you've been, where you're going. I've never really got that concept.. Sort of like I never got Mia's "inner peace" books.. I think to myself as I listen to the ocean waves wash up on shore, and for those few seconds I think that maybe this is what peace may feel like only for my thoughts to be interrupted by the sounds of a fight and my attention is redirected to the beach. "Well so much for that." I mutter as I push my body from the car to see what's going on, but all I can see are two men rolling around in the sand. I shake my head and start heading towards the house to get my shoes so that I can see what's going on down there, but before I get a chance to reach the door two gun shots ring though the night air. With out hesitation I turn around and split for the beach, I feel my heart beat speed up and adrenaline surge through me as I get closer to the beach. I see the two men still wrestling in the sand and as I get closer. I realize that one of the men is Dom, and the other is Mark.. he has a gun. I hear two more shots fired, I duck down a bit as the bullets shot through the air with no direction. I hear Dom's desperate grunts as he try's to take the gun from Mark, panic surges through me and with out thinking I yell out his name in a worrisome tone. "Dom!"
I watch Dom turn his head and look at me and then four shots are fired. I pick up my feet and continue to run faster then I ever thought was possible as angle my body so I can take Mark down. "Letty! No!" I hear Dom yell at me but it doesn't faze me as soon as I get close enough I put my shoulder into it and hit Mark with what feels like the force of a Simi truck as I tackle him to the ground, but before I get the opportunity to take the gun from Mark another man pulls me off of him by my hair and throws me into the side of one of the tanker trailers. I hit it hard and fall to my knees. "Letty!" Dom yells again as I pull myself to my feet. "I'm okay." I reply to him just before turning around and seeing that Dom's back on his feet but a team of men are holding him back from me. Before I even have a chance to think or react to anything Mark grabs be by my throat and holds me against the tanker as he talks to his men. "What should we do with this one boys?" He asks with a snarl as his grip tightens around my throat. I claw at his hand desperately as I try to free myself from his grip. I can see Dom out of the corner of my eye, as I watch him fighting with every bit if strength he has in him, to get to me. Seeing this I find what strength I have left and land some very well placed kicks. He releases me and I fall to the ground on my hands and knees clawing the sandy beach as series of coughs rip though my torso as I try to breath. I slowly regain my breathing and look up at Dom almost as to say. 'I'm okay.' I slowly begin to stand up only to feel a heavy foot come down on my back as it presses my body to the ground and holds me there. I watch Dom struggle as he shouts at them angrily as she try's to get threw the wall of men blocking his way.
"Stop Toretto!" Mark yells as he stands next to me as I lay on the ground. I watch Dom continue to fight against the men and I can tell that any second now he's going to break though and finish this but just as he does Mark lets of two shots into the air and the crowed around us goes silent, even Dom stops in his tracks. I then hear that familiar sound of the gun being cocked, an another bullet being racked into the chamber of the gun.