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Chapter Two: Want a Beer?

It didn't take too much effort to figure out where the meetup was for races. Sara's philosophy? Follow the skanks, or the more politically correct term, Racer Chasers. It was the only part of racing she never understood. Why dress up like a whore for the races? She much more preferred being looked at for her car than her ass. That's not to say that she didn't put a little extra effort into her look. Tonight she was rocking skinny jeans that hugged her form just right, knee high stiletto boots, a purple corseted top and black leather jacket topped off the outfit. She kept her hair down and highlighted her features with barely there makeup to make her green eyes pop.

"Sara! Lets go. We are gonna be late!" Brian was pounding on the bathroom door. She'd been in the bathroom for almost 40 minutes, it was the only bathroom in the small two bedroom they were staying in, and he had to piss. If this is what it would have been like with a sibling growing up, he's more than happy he had been an only child.

Opening the door she stepped out leaving him speechless. Looking over at him she couldn't help but laugh,"Brian. Brian! Eyes up here! You're supposed to be my brother, get a hold of yourself."

Snapping out of it he exclaimed, "What in the hell are you wearing?"

She rolled her eyes. "It the races Brian. You have to dress to impress. Trust me. I'm going to look like mother Theresa compared to most girls there."

Shaking his head he headed to the car, he would never understand women. All he had to do to get ready was throw on a clean shirt.

Driving up to the warehouses it was clear that the races hadn't started yet. It was still in the show me yours and I'll show you mine part of the night. Parking and getting out of the car the pair is immediately noticed. New comers always get attention as it takes a special person to figure out where these things meet. Plus it meant fresh blood. New comers haven't proved themselves yet, so they were a wild card as far as the race world was concerned. Sara scanned the crowd but saw no sign of Toretto's crew. Instead, they were approached by what they could only assume was a middle man.

He gathered attention while walking towards our car. "Hold up, hold up! Look at this snowman right here, man." Brian finally noticed him when he came to a stop in front of our Eclipse. "Sweet ride. What you running under there, man?"

Brian just smirks at him. Hector turns to Sara, "What about you mami? You going to make me find out the hard way?"

She smirks but answers him, "Hell yeah we're making you find out the hard way."

This seemed to have earned at least his respect. "You brave. You brave. They call me Hector. I got a last name, too, but I can't pronounce it."

Shaking his hand Brian introduces himself, "I'm Brian. Brian Spilner. And that's my sister Sara."

"Typical white people names. Know what I'm saying? See that over there? That's mine. My baby. I ain't cutting her loose tonight."

At this point Sara had lost all interest in the small talk. Instead she people watched. Leaning again the car she realized that where they were parked gave them a complete view of all the racer groups there tonight. As she looked around, another guy came over to inspect the car, talking about knowing how to race your car versus standing next to it. He raised a valid point but it was a lesson that Brian would have to learn the hard way. She continued to scan the crowd. It appeared she was scoping out the competition but in reality she was looking for a very specific car, black Honda with green under-lighting. She didn't even get halfway through looking before a red RX-7 drove passed her. Dom had arrived.

It didn't take long for people to flock to him. Men wanted to shake his hand and women wanted to fuck him. Something Sara thought was hilarious when she saw Letty's reaction. Turning to ask her partner a question she noticed Brian already walking towards the crowd and seeing no other choice, followed. Catching the tail end of a conversation, she figured there was a race going down tonight, and secretly, she couldn't wait to see it happen.

Dom turns around. "One race. $2,000 buy-in. Winner takes all."

The crowd grew excited. A $2,000 buy-in was no joke. The rumbling in the crowds already pegged Dom as the winner.

Turning back to Hector, Dom tells him he's holding the money. When others raised a fuss about it a joke was raised about Hector being too slow to try to run with it. Sara and Brian both got a good laugh considering he was talking big not ten minutes ago. It was looking to be a fun night... Until Brian spoke up.

"Hey, wait. Hold up. I don't have any cash. But I do have the pink slip to my car."

Sara stepped up grabbing his arm, "Brian, what the hell do you think you're doing? The car is worth way more than a two grand buy-in."

She was ignored but it was a small consolation to know she wasn't the only one trying to talk him out of it. Jesse also opened his mouth to protest. "You just can't climb in the ring with Ali, 'cause you think you box."

Brian points over to Vince, "He knows I can box." He turns back to face Dom. "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."

Dom chuckles. "Respect."

"To some people, that's more important." Was the only thing that Brian said in response

"That your car?" Dom asks pointing towards the Eclipse.

Knowing they needed to see that the had a car worthy of pink slips Sara walked over to the car and popped the hood. Jesse looked like he was having a wet dream. Even Dom said the fuel system was an impressive way to spend ten grand. Maybe she was mistaken but she was pretty sure they just earned some serious street cred. Finalizing the agreement the race was set up. Roads blocked off and finish lines drawn. In a last ditch attempt Sara went up to Brian at the starting line leaning in through the window.

"Brian, I've spent a lot of hours on this car. Please, please, follow instruction for once in your life. Don't push the NOS before the last quarter of the race. And for gods sake don't..." Brian interrupts her.

"Would you relax Sara. I got this" She looked at him with disbelief, he say's again, "I got this."

"Fine." Leaning in farther to make sure no one else hears, "Then you can explain to our bosses how it was your pride that made you loose an $80,000 vehicle." Giving him a kiss on the cheek as siblings do she leaned out the car and said loud enough for everyone to hear, "Good luck Bri."

The race was over before it began. The adrenaline from watching a race was intense but Sara's palms itched to be the one driving. Watching Brian drive was almost like looking into the sun, you just can't look away no matter how bad it is. It's gonna be a lot of man hours to fix the mess of car once called an Eclipse. Shaking her head in dismay and resignation realizing Brian had lost the only in they had to the races. Brian however, had the biggest shit eating grin on his face when he got out of the car.

"You see that shit?!" He asks her, walking up to her like a champion instead of a loser.

"Oh yeah, I saw that shit. It's a good word for it. Shit! What the fuck Brian! Couldn't you follow instruction at least once?"

He was still smiling. "Say whatever you want Sara, but I almost had him."

Dom had apparently been listening in because suddenly he was part of the conversation. "You almost had me?" Both blondes turned their heads. "You never had me. You never had your car. Granny-shifting. Not double-clutching, like you should. You're lucky that 100-shot of NOS didn't blow the welds on the intake." Circling the car he continued talking. "Almost had me? Now, me and the mad scientist got to rip apart the block...and replace the piston rings you fried." The crowd jeered as he stopped in front of Brian and Sara. He stares for a few seconds. He sees defiance in Brian and acceptance in Sara, she already knew everything he had said. Walking back to his own car he gets about halfway there before turning around. "Ask any racer. Any real racer. It don't matter if you win by an inch or a mile. Winning's winning."

The alarm went out and chaos ensued. The cops had been called and from the sound of the sirens there were a lot of them closing in. Everyone scrambled. Sarah ran to the passenger side of the Eclipse yelling as she opened the door.

"Dammit Brian, get in the car! Let's go!" Jumping into the drivers seat Brian starts the engine and they take off. Doing their best to keep Dom in their sight in the mass of cars wasn't easy. In fact they lost him.

"God dammit! How the hell are we supposed to find him. He's going to be long gone by now." Sara wanted to punch something, badly. "Screw it, let's go home. We'll figure shit out tomorrow." Sara was exhausted. So close to getting in with Toretto only for him to slip through.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Hey, hey Sara! Is that him?"

She opened her eyes quickly but all she saw was someone ducking into a alley and a police car making a u-turn. "I don't know, he went around the corner too fast. Let's check it out."

Turns out it was Dom. He was running as fast as he could but both of them could see the police were catching up fast. Driving up close to him Sara threw open the door while sliding into the back seat. Both yelled for Dom to get in the car. Once the door was closed Brian floored it.

Looking over his shoulder Dom couldn't believe who his rescuers were. Shaking his head he told them, "You're the last people in the world I expected to show up."

Sara ever the smart-ass replied, "Yeah well we thought if we got in your good graces, you might let us keep the car."

Smiling back at her Dom tells her, "You are in my good graces, but you ain't keeping your car."

They both look through the back window before swearing. Sara leans forward, "Brian you're gonna have to do some serious maneuvers here. Get us the hell outta dodge!"

And that was exactly what he did. Squeezing through barricades and drifting around corners. It was the best driving he'd done since they'd met. To say she was impressed would have been an understatement. Even Dom looked impressed, after he relaxed that is.

He looks over at Brian. "You drive like you've done this before. Are you a wheel man?" Brian pauses for a moment but says no. "How about boost cars?" Brian just shakes his head, "You ever done time?"

This time Brian has no choice but to talk. " A couple of overnighters. No big deal."

It seemed that Dom had done his homework on us though. He knew about Brian's two years in juvie for boosting cars in Tucson. "And you were in for almost six months for racing cars with stolen parts" He says turned around looking at me.

"How the hell do you know about that?"

"I had Jesse do a profile on you. The internet is an amazing thing, you can find anything about anyone."

Looking out the window Sara couldn't help but feel nostalgic. "It was a long time ago, I was young and made dumb decisions. Story of my life." Turning back to look at him she asks, "What about you?"

"Two years in Lompoc. I'll die before I go back." The roaring of motorcycles stopped her from asking more questions. Apparently she wasn't the only one to notice either because Dom mutters under his breath. "Oh, great."

"What?" Apparently Brian hadn't noticed yet.

"It's going to be a long-ass night. That's what." Looking over his shoulder Dom saw the bikes had caught up and one was waving a gun in the driver's window. The man yelled for the car to follow and seeing no other choice, Brian complied.

When the convoy stopped the group got out of the car. They appeared to be in a closed market down in Chinatown. Sara and Brian shared a look. Chinatown could only mean Johnny Tran, and that meant trouble.

Getting off his bike one man removed his helmet and went straight to Dom. "I thought we had an agreement Toretto. You stay away. I stay away. Everybody stays happy."

"We got lost. What do you want me to tell you?" Dom tried to diffuse the situation but Johnny seemed confused.

"Who's "we"?"

Pointing at the siblings Doms replies, "My new mechanics. Brian, Sara, meet Johnny Tran. The guy in the snakeskin pants. That's his cousin. Lance." Looking back at Johnny, Dom asks, "So, when are you going to give me a shot at that Honda 2000 of yours?"

But Johnny ignored him and instead looked to Brian. "This your ride?"

Brian tells him that it used to be but that it was Dom's car now. However, confusingly he's quick to deny it. "No, it's not. I haven't taken delivery."

Nodding Johnny says out loud, "Then, it's nobody's car. But somebody put in the wrench time." Looking at his cousin, "What do you think, Lance?"

Looking completely bored, Lance answered, "It's an amazing machine."

Getting back on their bikes they left the trio with the car and a promise to see Dom in the deser at Race Wars next month. As they were about to get back in the car two of the bikers came back and started shooting up the car. Brian dove off to one side while Dom and Sara went off to the other. As the bikes zoom away they stand up only to notice flames starting to build.

Dom yells, "NOS!" and grabs Sara just as the car blows. Getting up Sara nods to Dom before running over to see if Brian was okay. It was the first time someone had saved her life. Sure she had been shot at in raids and other senarios while being a cop but for the first time someone saved her because they wanted to, not because it was part of the job.

Seeing that everyone was okay and really having no other choice they started walking. They'd barely made it 30 feet before Brian broke the silence.

"So, what the hell was that all about?"

Dom shook his head, "It's a long story."

Sara scoffed, "We have a twenty mile hike. Humor us."

"Let's just say a business deal that went sour." Smirking and looking over at Brian. "Plus, I made the mistake of sleeping with his sister." The guys chuckled and Sara called them pigs making them laugh harder.

"Not to put a damper on the good mood but I am not wearing the shoes for a hike. Someone got a quarter? I'm gonna call a cab."

Thirty minutes later a cab pulls if front of a house that was in the middle of what appeared to be a party in full swing, Dom didn't look impressed when he looked towards the house. Sara paid the cab fair with a little extra for the long drive in the middle of the night. Looking around she realized there was still a ways to go before they got home, locking eyes with Brian, Sara nods in the direction of their house.

He nods in response and looks at Dom. "Well, take care man." Brian and Dom shake hands. Dom takes off towards the house while Brian and Sara start to walk up the street.

Dom stops at the top of the stairs in front of the house looking like he's deep in thought. He turns and sees the siblings walking off. "Yo Spilner!" Both stop and turn, waiting for him to continue. "You want a beer?"

Authors Area:

Thank you guys so much for the support! I can't believe the following I've gotten already. The next update won't come before the weekend is over.
I have a couple of links on my profile that show how I picture Sara as well as her race outfit.
There are several ideas running around my on how to get the ending done on this story. I'll be happy to take suggestions.
I've decided I definitely want to make this a Dom/OC fic and as I said previously I'm going to try to do all the movies (except 2Fast 2Furious and Tokyo Drift. Not 2Fast because I thought it was terrible and it's not relevant to my story and Tokyo Drift because according to chronological order it doesn't happen until after Fast and Furious 6).

Until Next Chapter,
Ramzgurl