"Do you know that sheltering a criminal will result badly for your career," a police officer said to Brian. "You could get fired!"

"Well I'm sorry for helping out a friend," Brian growled.

"When did you meet her?" the officer asked.

"Three weeks ago," Brian answered. "At the race I entered with my green car. And if you got to know her you'd find that she's not that bad."

"Bad or not, she still commits crimes. Stealing, breaking and entering and racing under-age are not good things."

"She can't go to juvie," Dominic interrupted.

"She will if I have any say in it," the officer growled. "That girl will be put away from a long time and will from then on be under police surveillance. She will never race again or commit a crime."

"She doesn't want to race again," Brian murmured. "She said she won't after her accident."

"But it wasn't her fault!" Jessie said.

"No, it was the Chinese people that caused it," Brian growled. "They'll pay."

"It's my fault!"

Brian looked at Dominic.

"I borrowed the money and they chose to take Lisa as repayment," Dominic said.

"But the Chinese guys chased her," Micheal said.

"Either way," Brian clenched his fists. "I'll get them back for leaving her to die!"

"Brian O'Conner, you need to come to the station to talk with the head of police," the officer said. "Let's go."

Brian sighed and followed the officer to the cop car and they took off.

Lisa opened her eyes and found herself staring at a white ceiling with a bright light right in her face. She tried to move to avoid its rays, but she couldn't.

"Stay still, Lisa," someone said and she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her leg and she yelled, trying to move again.

"You're leg needs to be stitched up!" the person said again. "Keep still!"

"Shouldn't you put a numbing thing in my leg first?" Lisa growled through clenched teeth.

"We did."

"Where am I?" Lisa asked.

"You're in the hospital, Lisa."

Lisa swept her gaze over two people and she sat up quickly, ignoring the fiery pain in her leg and head. "What are you doing here?!"

"Hunny, we were so worried," Lisa's mother said. "Where have you been all this time?"

"Like you care!" Lisa spat.

Her mother ignored the rude comment. "How did this happen? Were you racing again?"

"No, I wasn't racing," Lisa replied quietly. "I was trying to escape some people and I went to turn a corner but I put the car in neutral. Then the truck hit me....."

Lisa looked at her leg. "The car rolled and when I was out it blew up. It was so terrifying."

Lisa's mother stepped towards her.

"Stay away from me!" Lisa growled, her voice full of pain and complete fury. "You're probably happy now! Happy that I'm too scared to race again! Happy that I'm going to juvie for racing! Happy that there's a chance that I'll come home after that!"

"You will come home," Lisa's father growled. "We'll drag you back home-"

"No! I have a new home now," Lisa said. "A friend of mine. A cop....."

"You've been living with an officer?" Lisa's mother asked.

"Yes, and I never knew it," Lisa sighed. "He never told me. I found out when I had my accident."

"He?!" Lisa's father exclaimed. "Did he hurt you?!"

"He would never!" Lisa fumed. "He's my best mate! He helped me when I was being chased by the cops the day I raced. I helped him survive that night when he owed money to some Chinese losers. He helped me get away from one of his mates at the party at his house that night. And I only met him that night, I raced him. And I won."

"Hunny, why do you race?" her mother asked.

Lisa growled in pain as she felt a needle in her leg and a few seconds later it went numb. "I don't race anymore. Not after the crash. I'm too scared."

"Then why did you start racing in the first place?" her father asked. "Street racing is against the law. And you're under-age. You still have a year before you're allowed a license."

"You don't understand," Lisa said. "The first day I raced was just for fun, just to give it a try and to see why people do it. I felt the rush of the wind as I raced that day, the thrill of using noss and speeding past everyone watching. The pressure of trying your best to win the race. Street racing is more than fun. Once you start, it becomes your life. I was the youngest person in racing history to race against people of an age higher than 18."

Lisa's mother looked ashamed of herself, but Lisa's father looked displeased.

"Street racing is against the law!" he growled. "You've already been to juvenile prison twice! The second time was when you stole that car and raced-"

"The time I stole that car, did it up and raced with it was the first time I ever raced," Lisa said. "That's when I met Mandy and she loaned me the money to try a race."

"But, Lisa. Is this why you went behind our backs to race? Because you love it so much?" her mother asked.

Lisa nodded. "Racing was my life. I was a pro at using noss and turning ninety-degrees without stopping. And you meet a lot of people as a racer. Some nicer than most," she added quietly, half to herself.

"I'm sorry, Lisa, but your parents have to leave," a doctor said. "We have to begin the stitching and with you so tense we can't do it."

Lisa lay down again and her mother and father left the room. Why did her mother looked so upset when Lisa spoke from her heart?

She's never listened to me before, Lisa thought as the doctor's begun the stitching. But I will never race again so it doesn't matter.

When Lisa's leg had been stitched, she was put into another room to rest, but she couldn't sleep. Not yet.

"Brian O'Conner, a friend or not, she is still a criminal. You had no right to let her stay with you and not notify us."

"Sorry chief," Brian said, looking at the ground. "I'm getting fired aren't I?"

The head of police looked at him for a few moments. "No, I will not fire you. But you have to complete a task without Lisa knowing."

Brian looked at him. "What kind of task?"

"She will not go to juvie," he said. "But she will be supervised by police every day. You will be the main cop to look after her and make sure she stays in line. Make her a reasonable girl who never commits crimes anymore."

Brian growled inside his head. Easier said than done. He thought. "I can't go behind her back anymore. I kept a really important secret from her and I don't want to do something like that again."

The head of police looked at him with an angry face. "You will complete this task, or you will be fired. And you won't get another job, this is the only workplace that will take you."

Brian sighed. He couldn't go behind Lisa's back again, but he needed this job. "Fine, I'll do the stupid task."

Before the head of police could speak again, Brian stood up and walked out.

"Brian, where are you going?" one of the officers asked. He was a 'friend' of Brian's.

"I'm going to see Lisa," Brian replied and continued walking away.

Lisa opened her eyes, she wished her parents would leave. She had closed her eyes for a few moments, telling her mother and father that they needed to be gone before she opened her eyes again, but they were still in the room.

"Why can't you go away!?" Lisa growled a them.

"We're worried about you," Lisa's mother said.

"That's bullshit and you know it!" Lisa spat. "You have never cared. Not even once. So I have an accident and you pretend to care. Just leave me the hell alone."

"Lisa, stop being such a bitch," her father growled.

"Stop being such a fucking dick-head!" Lisa bit back another comment that she didn't want to say. "Just go away and leave me the fuck ALONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Lisa's mother and father covered their ears when Lisa screamed at them and they finally decided to leave.

As they were walking out the door, someone came in. Brian.

"Brian? What's the matter?" Lisa asked in a friendly voice.

"I wanted to check on you," he replied.

"So you're the cop she was staying with for three weeks," Lisa's father said. "If you hurt her I swear that-"

"JUST GO AWAY!" Lisa yelled at her father.

He looked at her and left, Lisa's mother followed.

Brian stared at Lisa. "Uh, is this a bad time?"

"No it's okay," Lisa smiled. "I'm glad to see you. Did you get in trouble?"

"No, I only got yelled at for sheltering a criminal for three weeks," Brian said sarcastically. "What do you think?"

Lisa laughed, but frowned. "You didn't get fired did you?"

"No, I didn't," Brian replied, looking a little put down.

"Is that a bad thing?"

"What? Oh, no it's good. I'm just glad you're okay now."

Lisa showed Brian the injury on her leg, it had 16 stitches and it was a little swollen.

"Whoa, does it hurt a lot?"

"Well duh!" Lisa rolled her eyes. "I hope I don't go to juvie though."

"You won't." Brian sighed. "You'll just be under police supervision."

"Does that include you?" Lisa looked at him. "Don't lie to me, please."

Brian frowned, he wasn't supposed to tell her. If he did he might get fired. "No, I'm not part of it."

Lisa looked at him for a few more moments. Blue eyes met brown for nearly a minute before Lisa nodded. "I believe you."

Brian smiled a little. "So, why were you mad at your parents?"

"Why wouldn't I be?" Lisa growled.

"They're just worried about you."

"Yeah right."

"They're your parents, the only child they have. They want you to grow up and be a good-girl with a decent job and a rich boyfriend-"

"No way in hell that will happen!" Lisa said, her eyes wide. "I don't want a decent job, I don't want a rich boyfriend. I don't care about money."

"Is that why you bet money when you race?"

"Brian, I'm not racing anymore!" Lisa looked at the ground. "Since the accident I've realized how dangerous I was. I can't risk hurting other people, or myself again. It's too scary to think about."

Brian sighed. "You can't give up something you love."

"Yes I can."

Brian sat on her bed next to her and hugged her. "You'll be racing soon, I know you will."

"Why do you care so much, Brian?" Lisa asked. "You're a cop and I'm a criminal. Why are you protecting me?"

Brian froze, he didn't know what to say. "I don't know."

"You should," Lisa said, hugging him in return.

"You're like a younger sister to me," Brian sighed.

Lisa froze, she had absolutely no idea what she could say.

Brian broke the hug. "Sorry."

Lisa shook her head. "It's okay. After all...."

Brian looked up from watching an ant on the bedside table. "After all, what?"

"You're like a big brother to me," Lisa said with a grin and poked her tongue out at him.

Brian laughed and ruffled her hair, making her growl at him.

"I'd better leave you to rest," he said at last and got up to leave.

"Aw, but....."

Brian looked at her and smiled with a shake of his head. "You child."

"Hey!" she yelled. "Now you are SO lucky I can't kill you right now!"

Brian laughed. "See you later."

"Okay," Lisa mumbled. "Bye bye."

Brian left and closed the door, leaving Lisa alone and bored.

Lisa looked around the room and saw something on a desk. She got out of the bed and hopped over to it. It was near the door.

She picked up the piece of paper and looked at the photograph of her and Brian, and her car. Dominic had taken the photo when they were fixing the hydrolics. Lisa had grease all over her hands and there was grease on Brian's face as well, thanks to her.

"Brian left this behind," Lisa sighed. She looked at her car, it was gone now. Thanks to the Chinese people!

"You can't give up something you love," she heard the echo of Brian's voice in her head.

She didn't want to give up racing, but she was scared to get back into a car. She had to give up racing. She had no other choice.

She hopped back to her bed with the photo and lay down, looking at it. She was bored again, but she was also tired. She put the photo on the bedside table and went to sleep.

It took her five minutes to fall asleep, but her dream was terrible, she wanted out! She was reliving the moment of her accident. She looked at the truck coming at her, beeping for her to move out of the way, but she couldn't.

She closed her eyes and felt the pain again as the truck hit her, this time she felt like she would die.

She sat up with a small scream, her breaths were short and shallow, sweat dripped down her forehead.

She fell on her back again and looked at the ceiling, it was dark outside, but she could see the sun beginning to rise.

"It was just a dream," she told herself, but she was still shaken up. Her hands shook like hell and her whole body was cold with fear.

She took a few deep breaths, she hoped she'd be out of the hospital soon.

"Yeah, yeah. C'mon let's go!" Lisa said and dragged Brian away from the front counter of the hospital, she was finally well enough to get out and run around.

"I'm coming, I'm coming," Brian sighed. "Why are you in such a rush?"

"Because I was bored as hell in there!" Lisa was basically jumping up and down as she dragged Brian out of the building.

"Okay, you want to go to Dom's house and see everyone?"

Lisa nodded. "Yep!"

Brian laughed and lead her over to the road. Over to his new ten-second orange race car.

"Uh, Brian?" Lisa said. "You're not making me get into the car are you?"

Brian looked at her. "Nothing will happen Lisa. You'll be okay."

Lisa took a step back. "It's a race car."

"It was the only car I could bring. Lisa I promise you, everything will be fine."

Lisa was unconvinced, but she trusted Brian. She took a step forward. "How can you be so sure?"

"Lisa, I won't crash okay. Now, get in so we can see everyone. They've been worried about you."

Lisa took a few more steps forward until she could see her reflection in the window. She looked at it and suddenly had the vision of the truck.

She spun around with a small scream and Brain ran over and held her shoulder. "What's wrong?"

Lisa breathed quickly. "I don't want to get in the car."

Brian sighed. "I won't drive fast."

"It's not you," Lisa growled. "I just can't."

Brian was getting impatient. "We need to go sometime before next year you know."

Lisa rolled her eyes and Brian picked her up.

"No! Brian, put me down!" Lisa yelled at him. Brian didn't put her down, he carried her over to the car and put her in, closing the door. Leaving her looking pretty freaked.

He jumped in the driver's seat and made her put her seat belt on.

"Brian, I can't," Lisa said, her eye's wide with fear.

"Nothing will happen," Brian said. "I promise. Trust me, okay?"

Lisa's breathing was about to even out when Brian started the car, then her heart was beating a million miles an hour.

Brian started to drive off and he drove up the highway. For once, he was driving the normal speed limit.

They reached Dominic's house and Lisa jumped out of the car.

Brian got out. "Lisa-"

"Brian, I told you I couldn't!" Lisa yelled at him, her eyes filled with tears. "I keep having visions of the truck when it hit me! I even have nightmares about it! You forced me to get into the car when I was terrified!"

"Lisa I'm sorry okay," Brian said.

Dominic, Jessie and Micheal came out and saw Lisa nearly crying.

"What's going on?" Jessie asked.

"Lisa, are you okay?" Dominic said, walking over to her. "Brian, what did you do to her?"

"Nothing!" Brian said. "I just put her in the car and brought her here!"

"You know how scared I was of getting into a car!" Lisa cried. "I told you I couldn't get into the car and you forced me to!"

Dominic sighed and hugged Lisa. "It's okay. Nothing happened."

Brian sighed. He had to get Lisa to trust him again, otherwise he couldn't complete his work task. "Lisa, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you that much. I didn't know you were having visions and nightmares."

Lisa looked at him.

"Lisa, please. Believe me, I didn't mean to scare you so much."

Lisa shook her head. "I don't trust you anymore."

Brian's eyes widened and Dominic let Lisa go.

Brian started walking towards her. "Lisa, just calm down. It's over. Nothing bad happened."

Lisa looked at him with an angry face and she wiped away her tears before walking down the sidewalk, she didn't know where she was going. But it was far away from Brian.

"Lisa, wait!" Jessie called.

Lisa didn't even turn around, Brian had forced her to get into his car when she was absolutely terrified and he expected her just to forgive him in a heartbeat?!

Lisa felt hands grab her and turn her around. She came face-to-face with Brian.

"Brian just leave me alone," Lisa said and tried to walk away but Brian was holding her by the shoulders.

"Lisa, you have to get over it," Brian said. "Get over the accident, get over what happened before. Just get over it all."

"And it's that simple is it?" Lisa challenged. "I'm 15. I'm not 21 like you. I can't handle a lot of things that you can. I could have been killed that day. You expect me to just get over it?!" she was raising her voice and clenching her fists.

Brian growled. "Lisa...."

"Back off, Brian," Lisa said and pushed him over before walking away.

As Lisa walked away, she recognized the sound of a motorbike, but she ignored it.

"Brian!" Dominic yelled. Brian was sitting up, rubbing the back of his head. He saw two motorbikers coming down the road.

"Shit!" Brian said and called out to Lisa. "Lisa get back here quick!"

Lisa let out a little laugh and shook her head. She wasn't taking orders from Brian anymore.

That was her big mistake. The two motorbikers stopped right beside her. One of the guys grabbed her and they both rode off. Lisa was knocked out instantly with a blow to the head from a gun handle.

"Lisa!" Brian yelled and ran back to his car.

"Brian what are you doing?!" Dominic growled as Brian pulled out his shotgun and put bullets in it.

"I'm getting Lisa back," Brian said and put the gun in his car.

"Brian, don't," Micheal said. "She'll get away herself."

"She's just gotten out of hospital," Brian said. "She's not strong enough to take on those Chinese guys."

"Not to mention she nearly had a panic attack because of you," Dominic growled. "Leave her. She won't forgive you for trying to help her."

Brian clenched his fists and for some reason, punched the window of his car, smashing it to pieces. "I don't know what they'll do to her. But she needs help. You guys aren't going to, so I guess I have to."

Brian got into his car.

"Brian! Don't do it man!" Micheal said.

Brian looked at them before driving off.

"The idiot!" Dominic said. "Let's go."

"What?" Jessie said. "You mean we're going too."

"Brian's going to get himself killed if he goes in alone," Dominic said. "He needs someone to watch his back."

"But your car is at the garage because it needs repairs," Micheal pointed out.

"No worries, I'll take my father's old car."

"The nine-second monster?! But it scares the shit outta you!"

Dominic wasn't listening, he was already walking to his garage and getting out his father's car.

It's motor was above the hood and it was jet black, besides from the silver linings.

"Who's coming?" Dominic asked as a small joke to lighten the mood. It wasn't funny.

Dominic got into the monster and the others got into their cars before racing after Brian and the Chinese people.

Brian looked into his review mirror and saw Dominic in his dad's monster race car, and the others.

He slammed his hands on the steering wheel with frustration. He was a cop and they thought that he couldn't handle this himself.

He heard his walkie-talkie. It was Dominic.

"Hey man, you probably don't want it but we're going to help you get Lisa back," Dominic said.

Brian growled and picked up the walkie-talkie. "Yeah, sure. Whatever."

"Don't be like that, Brian!" Micheal's voice said. "Lisa is a friend to all of us. It's only fair that we get to help you rescue her."

"look, do what you want," Brian replied. "Let's just get her back."