The van came to a screeching halt and she heard the door open. Hands wrapped around her arms and dragged her out of the van, throwing her on the ground. She heard a thud next to her and tried to stand up. She felt her wrists come un-done and then heard the scurrying of feet. She ripped her blindfold off and saw two figures dressed in black wearing ski masks, hop back into the van. The van took off, tire marks in their place.

She glanced over and saw a body on the ground next to her. She removed the duct tape on her mouth and scoffed. "You gotta be fucking me." Matty rolled her eyes and untied Vince's hands. "Please tell me this is isn't some sort of half cocked intervention on the team's part," she said, running a hand through her hair. Vince pulled his blind fold off and rolled his eyes at the sight of her. He pulled the duct tape on his lips off and groaned. "Believe me, sister. I want to be here less than you do," he said.

"You look ridiculous," V said, motioning to her current outfit. She was currently clad in a pair of tube socks and a work shirt, her hair in a messy bun. "I just woke up from a nap. And I'm sure this looks just as ridiculous on me as it does on you," she said. That's when he leaned in and read the name embroidered on her work shirt. Vince. "Let me guess, those are my socks also," he said, standing up from the ground and looking around him.

They were currently at a deserted beach and there looked like there was nobody around to ask for help or for a lift. "I'm guessing they'll come around when the sun goes down. So if you want, you can walk around and what not and let me be," he said, shooing her off. Matty grunted and shook her head. "Maybe they went through all this trouble because they want us to talk. Not to chew our heads off and fight to the death, but to have a real conversation."

He scoffed, shaking his head. "There's nothing left to talk about, Matty. Just let it go. Stop trying to make this better when you can't," he said, shedding his shoes and socks and walking down the shore. She chased after him, pushing him from behind. "Fuck you, V. I am done. I am tired of running around after you like a puppy. I am tired of trying to get your attention. I am tired of-" She was cut off by him, pushing her down into the sand.

"If you're tired, then why are you still here? When you left, you could've kept going. No one made you come back!" He yelled at her. Matty fell back into the sand and stared up at the darkening sky, her chest heaving. "I was gone without you. I didn't leave the house. Refused to eat. I was dying off slowly. I know that if I didn't find you and bring you back home, I would die," she whispered, her fingers digging in the sand.

He dropped his shoes and pulled his shirt off before sitting in the sand next to her, staring off into the distance. She stared up at him, his back facing her. Matty watched as the muscles in his back moved as he fidgeted with his hands. She felt like her heart was about to jump out of her chest, as she reached up and ran her hands over the tattoos that covered his back, specifically one.

It was recent, she could tell by the distressed skin. It was almost the same as hers. Except his chest held a guitar, baby foot prints and a small portrait of her. "The three most important things in my life," he whispered. Matty sat up in the sand and pressed her face against his back, inhaling his scent. She reached around and placed her hands on his chest, digging her fingers into him as she cried.

"I'm sorry I wasn't there, for the baby, I mean," he whispered, placing his hands over hers. "You gotta believe me, Vince. I never slept with him. I never loved him. It's always been you, V. Always," she replied, pulling away from him and wiping the tears off of her face. "I should apologize for not being there when you needed me the most. I was so worried that I would never be able to see you again," Matty continued.

He turned around and faced him, grabbing her head from behind and bringing her lips to his. Their mouths crushed together, as his beard scraped against her skin, making her shiver. She moaned, wrapping her arms around him and throwing herself on top of him. "Don't you ever leave me again," he whispered, against her mouth. Matty smiled and stared into his eyes, both of them crying in sync.

"Alright, kiddies. Time to go home," a deep voice rumbled behind them. Matty and Vince turned, finding Dom behind them, his arms crossed over his chest. A smile on his face. Matty and Vince turned back to each other and laughed. "Some intervention, huh?" V said, smiling at her. She reached up and ran a hand over his cheek. "Come on, I think it's time we went down in the basement and took part in some rehab."

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When they arrived at the van, they found the rest of the team waiting for them. "We didn't exactly know how it would turn out, so we waited around and hoped that you didn't try to drown each other," Dom said, motioning to the giddy Mia. She lunged for Matty and Vince, throwing her arms around both of them. "I'm so happy you guys were able to work things out," she shrieked in their ears.

"Come on, guys. I'm sure the two lovebirds wanna get home and get back into the hump of things. Literally," Letty said, peeling Mia off of them and dragging her back into the van. Twenty minutes later, the van stopped at the fort and V growled. "What the fuck is this?" He asked, motioning to all the tuner cars that were parked in front of the house. From the heavy music pulsating from the house, he was able to deduce that there was a party in full swing.

"I figured you guys would enjoy a good party, a good drink then go downstairs and fuck each other's brains out. I also figured that the party would help drown both of you out," Leon snickered, in the driver's seat. He turned the van off and they all exited it, walking into the house. The occupants cheered as the team entered, glad to see that the war between Matty and Vince was done.

Vince wrapped an arm around Matty, bringing her in close to him, inhaling her scent. Loving the fact that she was dressed in his work shirt. A hand reached out and held out a Corona to him. He pulled away from Matty and embraced the man in front of him. Vince laughed as he spotted a Snapple in his other hand. "I gotta go and get in her good graces man," Brian said, motioning to the girl in the other corner.

Dom stepped towards the two men and glared at the smaller one. "It's okay, Dom. The buster's with me," Vince said, as Mia stepped towards them. "Come on, we need a shower," Matty whispered, dragging Vince towards the stairs. "Yeah, I need a massage," Letty stated, pushing Dom towards the stairs, leaving Mia and Brian alone.

They stared at each other as Brian held the Snapple up and smiled at her. "Come on. Let's get you a drink," she said, grabbing his hand and dragging him into the kitchen.