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Chapter Eight: This Doesn't Feel Right

It was the morning of Race Wars. The forecast for the day was hot and sunny, and looking out the window it was obvious there wasn't a cloud in sight. There was still a ton of things to do to get ready for the day, but Sara was fully content to just lay in bed. She was warm and relaxed and just knew that the moment she got ready for the day stress would start to set in.

"I know you're awake."

Sara smiled into the pillow. For the last few nights, she'd found herself staying with Dom. Turning to face him she nuzzled into his chest. "I don't want to get up." She felt rather more than heard his chuckle. "I think we should spend the day right here."
Dom wrapped his arms around Sara pulling her tight to him. "As tempting as that is, we have too much to do before we head over to Race Wars."

Groaning, Sara lifts her head to give Dom a morning kiss. Just as the kiss turned heated and his hands went to move farther south she hopped out of bed and said while walking out the door, "You're right, lots to do."

Flopping back onto the bed Dom called out, "Tease!"

Peeking her head back in Sara smiled at him. "You're the one that didn't want to stay in bed all day. So get up! We got a little over an hour before we gotta be there." She shrieked when Dom suddenly lunged for her. Running into the bathroom she slammed the door just as he got there. Hearing his laughter as he walked down the hall made her smile. She turned the water on in the shower and got herself ready for the day.

Race Wars was everything that Sara had imagined and more. Set up on an abandoned military airbase it was like car nirvana. People from all over the area flocked to check out the latest equipment and the coolest cars that were on display. Vendors were set up everywhere, selling everything from car part to t-shirts. You didn't even need to be a gear-head to appreciate everything you saw.

Watching the cars line up to race Sara was amazed that Dom and Letty had created this. According to Dom, it had started small. Just a few groups of people coming together to pit their cars against one another to have ultimate bragging rights. But word had gotten out and as more and more people heard about it, it grew bigger and bigger.

The team had set up near an old airplane hanger, even using a forgotten parachute as a sun shade. Which was a good thing because the sun was hot. It wasn't even noon and well past ninety. For a brief moment, Sara had considered entering the wet t-shirt contest just so she could cool down, but when she mentioned it Dom had in no uncertain words stated that other men would see her wet body over his dead one. So instead she settled for a chair under the shade with an ice cold beer in hand.

Around one o'clock, Letty had gotten bored sitting around and decided to line up to race. Sara, getting antsy as well, walked along side the car chatting with Letty about random things. They had just started to laugh at a poorly jacked up Cadillac when a jackass in a white Nissan came up next to Letty's car.

"Baby. Hey, baby." Letty glanced over at the guy from her drivers seat. He apparently didn't notice or didn't care about her lack of interest because he kept on. "You should watch from the side like your friend there. I wouldn't want to get exhaust on that pretty face."

Letty rolled her eyes at the guy, "How about you put your money where your mouth is."

"I'll race you for that sweet little ass." Sara rolled her eyes at his response but smiled at Letty's reply that if he wants ass he should hit up Hollywood Boulevard.

"You want an adrenaline rush, it'll be two large. Right here. Right now. What's it gonna be?" To show she meant business Letty held up her wad of cash. When he agreed and showed his own money, Sara leaned into the window.

"Kick his ass."

"You know it girlie." Bumping knuckles Sara tapped the top of the car and walked to the sidelines to watch. She knew Letty had won when she hit her NOS and zoomed past the Nissan. Her joy was short lived though when she spotted a familiar Jetta waiting in the racing line. Jogging over she was couldn't hide her surprise.

"Leon? What the hell are you doing in Jesse's Jetta?"

"Kid's going to race."

"Jesse is going to race? What is he going to race with? He doesn't have two dimes to his name?" Before Leon could respond she saw Jesse coming with Brian in tow. Briefly she wondered when Brian had gotten there, what caught her attention though was what Brian was saying.

"They're gonna throw him right back in prison after he kills you. You got to listen to me, man."

Leon stepped out of the car allowing Jesse to get behind the wheel. As Leon was giving him a pep talk Sara walked up to Brian.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Jesse is racing pink slips."

"Who is he racing?"

As if summoned, Johnny Tran came up next to Jesse. He was running a black 2000 Honda. The same kind of car that Brian and Sara had ordered parts for. Sharing a glance Brian leaned into the passenger side window.

"Jesse, don't do this. I bet you he's got more than $100,000 under the hood of that car."

Sara came down next to him. "Listen to him Jesse. Back out now. No one will think less of you."

"I can do this guys. I'm gonna win."

All other words were lost when the flag went down and the both took off. Sara had to give it to Jesse, he was doing good. It was looking like he had a good chance of winning until he hit the NOS.

Talking out loud to herself she said. "Too soon, Jesse. Way too soon."

Seeing Tran pass Jesse just before the finish line Sara turned to Brian and said. "I'm gonna get Dom. Jesse is going to panic." She signaled Leon to follow.

"Leon! Let's go!"

Both ran as fast as they could back to where the crew had set up shop. Yelling Dom's name to get his attention, it was Leon that filled him in on the situation. Looking over to see the Jetta taking off Dom asked, "Where's Jesse going?"

"He just raced Tran for slips."

Before they could figure out a plan to calm find and calm Jesse down Tran rolled up to them asking where Jesse had taken off to.

Sara said the first thing that popped into her mind. "He went to the car wash."

Glaring at her, Tran responded, "Whatever. Go fetch my car."

Taking offense Sara replied. "Go fetch your car? What am I, a dog?"

Dom cut in before Tran could respond coming to Sara's defense. He pointed to Tran. "We're not on your block. You better watch who you talk to like that." Walking away, Dom was stopped when Tran started yelling.

"Toretto. Toretto!" Turning back to see what he wanted Dom was surprised to see Tran in his face. "SWAT came into my house...disrespected my whole family, because somebody narked me out." The yelling had attracted a crowd. "And you know what? It was you!"

Dom reacted. A quick punch to Tran's face and the fight was on. What caught Sara's attention though was Tran wasn't really fighting back. Security swarmed in trying to break up the fight, but the crowd egged it on. The rest of the Tran gang came up intent on jumping Dom, but they were stopped quickly when Letty laid Johnny's cousin out with a single punch. Sara mentally reminded herself to never get in a fist fight with Letty if she could avoid it. Hearing Vince's yell she turned to see him and two security guys struggling to hold Dom back. Running up to help she pushed on his chest, hoping that he'd stop struggling if he realized he'd have to hurt her to get at Tran again.

"Dom, chill out okay!" But Dom was too far gone, just kept yelling that he never narked on anyone. Sara turned back just in time to see Johnny spit out blood and look over at them smiling. What the hell could he be smiling about?

It was later that night when Dom pulled Sara aside and asked if she could help him out with something.

"Normally Jesse helps us out but since we don't know where the hell he is right now I'm a man short. I could really use your help."

Sara couldn't believe it. She'd never really thought Dom would ever ask her to help with the hijackings, but she knew he was right. With Jesse M.I.A. they were a man short, and that made it even more dangerous for them. Knowing that the truckers were getting restless, she couldn't leave them vulnerable like that, not when she might be able to help keep them safe. Looking him straight in the eye she asked, "What do you need me to do?"

After a quick outline of what was expected of her, Dom pulled her in for a kiss. "Above all, make sure you stay safe."

"Don't worry about me Dom. I can look after myself." Looking behind him, Sara saw Mia walking up to them quickly and she looked upset. "Instead you should worry about yourself. Mia's coming and she doesn't look happy."

Dom turned and headed her off. "Mia..."

An argument broke out between the siblings. It was a miracle that no one seemed to notice it. Of course the amount of alcohol that the surrounding crowd had consumed and the volume of the music playing drowned most of it out. Mia was begging Dom not to go and even though he looked remorseful he still got in his car to leave, barely waiting for Sara to close her door before taking off. Sara looked back to see Brian reach Mia. She wondered how much he had heard...

Brian was looking for Mia. Walking up to the travel trailer the team was using he knocked on the door and walked in. Not seeing her in there either he was about to give up when he heard her voice. Looking out the window he saw Mia and Dom arguing and Sara standing next to Dom's car watching the argument. Although they were yelling, Brian could barely make out any of the words being said. Getting out of the trailer, he rounded the corner just in time to Sara getting into Dom's car and it taking off. He ran up to Mia, seeing her walking back to camp visibly upset.

"Mia, what's going on?"

She kept walking but asked Brian what he was talking about.

"You know what I'm talking about."

"No Brian, I don't."

Fed up with the walk-around Brian asked Mia, "You always have tears in your eyes when Dom drives away?"

Stopping to look at Brian, Mia was confused about the attitude he was showing. "What's the matter with you?"

"What's he racing off in the middle of the night for? If it was just him and Sara I could guess, but the whole crew?" It suddenly hit Brian. "You know about the trucks?"

Playing dumb Mia denied it. "No, Brian. What trucks?" She tried to walk away again but Brian grabbed her arm. "Jesus Christ. What?!"

Brian made a judgement call. "Listen to me." He looked into Mia's eyes. "Mia, I'm a cop."

"What are you talking about, Brian?" No, no, no. She'd heard him wrong, it couldn't be true. "What is this?"

Deciding to lay it all out on the line he told her the truth. "Ever since the first time I met you, I've been undercover. I'm a cop."

Mia could see the truth in his eyes. "Oh, you bastard. You bastard!" She tried to walk away but Brian grabbed her again. "Get off of me, Brian!"

"Mia! Listen to me! Everything I ever said I felt about you was real. I swear to God. You have to believe me, Mia. But this isn't about us." He had to make her see that all he wanted to do was help. "Your brother's out there to pull a job and he took Sara with him. They're running out of time! Those truckers aren't going to take it laying down anymore. Maybe they'll be lucky and make it through tonight, but every law enforcement agency is going to be coming down on them. If you don't want anything to happen to them...you have to get the car with me right now and help me."

Mia couldn't process what he was saying. Her brother could be in danger right now. And Sara? How did she fit into all of this? Was she an undercover cop too? That would crush her brother. Her thoughts were interrupted by Brian. "Mia, you are the only person that can help me right now. Please, Mia...Please help me."

Making her decision they got into the Supra and sped off into the night. She grabbed a map and told Brian everything she knew. "Civics are stashed somewhere outside of Thermal."

Thinking out loud Brian said. "They wouldn't double back, and Highway 10 is too well patrolled. So, what does that leave us with?"

Pointing at the map Mia said, "All this."

After a minute of trying to figure it out, a thought came to Brian. Grabbing his cell phone he dialed out. "This is Officer Brian O'Conner. Serial number 34762. I need a cell phone trace on Officer Sara Trenton's phone." Mia looked sharply at Brian hearing both his real name and Sara's as well. Was everything a lie? "Yeah. Call me back when you've got a location." Hanging up he looked over to Mia. "You're doing the right thing here Mia."

Shaking her head, she wasn't so sure. But one thing she needed to know. "So Sara's a cop too?"

Knowing he had to be honest if he wanted any chance with Mia he answered. "She was."

"Was?"

"Yeah. She started the same as me, undercover, but she turned her badge in almost a week ago. She was a damn good cop, but at some point during the mission, something in her changed. Dom did that. You were right, he's like gravity."

"So her being with my brother?"

"That's all her. One hundred percent real. I swear it. Even if she was still a cop I don't think she'd turn Dom in, not now."

Mia had no response so she nodded to show she had heard him. Staying silent she became lost in her thoughts. Now it was a waiting game until whoever it was Brian talked to called back with a location.

Sara had stayed silent for the duration of the drive. She was bursting at the seams to ask Dom questions, but she wasn't supposed to know anything about what they were doing other than what he had told her earlier. After about a twenty minute drive they pulled up to a water refinery station. Parking behind tarp covered cars she couldn't help but smile at their ingenuity. Who would ever think to look for cars at a water refinery in the middle of the desert...

Stepping out of the car Dom was all business pulling the tarps off the car with Vince's help. "All right, listen up. Jesse is missing so Sara, I'm going to need you on the left side in the second car with Letty."

Nodding her head, Sara went over to the driver's side of the mentioned car. Leon and Letty came up with what she could only assume was the grappling hooks they used to attach themselves to the trucks.

Handing a hook to Dom, Leon said, "Your sister's right about this one. This don't feel good."

Shaking his head Dom responded with, "Stop. Don't do that." But Letty agreed with Leon about something feeling off so he repeated, "Stop."

Letty wanted to make her point though. "We shouldn't be doing this without Jesse. No offense Sara, but you don't know the drill well enough." Sara held her hands up to show she in fact did not hold offense to what Letty had said. In fact she was scared shitless. Things could go south fast on this run. All she could do was follow instructions and hope she could help when/if it was needed.

Dom reasoned out needing to go tonight. "This is the mother lode. We've been on this for three months. After this, it's a long vacation for everyone. Let's go."

Letty looked at Dom. "I hope you're right."

While Letty double checked her equipment Dom went over to Sara. "You ready for this?" Sara nodded her head trying to get in the right mindset for what they were about to do. Seeing her nervousness Dom wanted to relax her so he stepped up to her and held her close. "Listen. The other night, I had a dream. I had a dream that you and I were on the beach in Mexico."

She looked up to see his face she smiled, he was so full of shit. "Really?"

"Really." He leaned down to giver her a quick kiss. "Come on. Let's make this happen." Walking to his own car he called back, "Leon, keep on those scanners."

Nodding as he got into the car Leon stated, "You got it."

"All right, let's go." Dom got in the car followed by everyone else. In a perfect line they drove off into the dark unknown.

On the main highway, Sara looked over to Letty. "For the record, I think you're right. This feels like a bad idea."

Letty nodded. "Yeah, but for once, I hope I'm wrong."

Brian and Mia had been driving for what seemed forever before his cell phone finally rang, "Go for O'Conner."

"Okay, we traced the phone to the northbound 86. Last known location was Mile 114, outside Coachella. We'll keep the trace open, Officer."

Hanging up the phone he looked at Mia and grabbed the map still in her hands. "Let me see this." Taking a quick glance at where the dispatch had said they'd gotten a trace on Sara's phone compared to where they currently were. "I think we're about 40 miles away." He pushed down on the gas pedal.

Mia looked at Brian. "What are you gonna do?" Brian didn't answer because he still wasn't sure what the plan was. He knew he needed to keep Sara out of trouble and hoped that Dom would listen to reason. Not satisfied getting no response from him, she asked again, "What are you gonna do?" If only he really knew...

Authors Area:

Oh. My. God. At best I'd say there is one chapter left, but depending on how it types out it may be split into two.

This was a very fun chapter to write, there was so much going on. So now Brian has exposed himself as a cop to Mia, but as of yet, Dom knows nothing. Sara's been asked to help with a hijacking, and Jesse has started trouble with Tran. The next chapter is guaranteed to be action packed and full of drama.

If anyone is wondering we are sitting at roughly 20 minutes left in the movie at the end of this chapter, if you are looking for visual references.

As a reminder, my profile has links to give you visuals of what Sara looks like as well as the various outfits she wears throughout the movie.

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Until Next Chapter,
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