Chapter four: Mirrors (Justin Timberlake)

"So That's pretty much it. It two years ago and thing are coming normal again. Calmer." She ends her story. I'm on my third bottle of beer. She had a two cokes. She looks pretty sure about guarding this queen.

"Quit the story."

"Yeah, but I like to think it was worth it. So, your turn now?"

"Yeah, here is the deal. I've got amnesia. The earliest moment I have is me waking up in a hospital, people calling me Letti, and asking me if I know where I was and how I got there. I didn't knew. I couldn't answer any of the questions. They told me I was brought in by someone who saw me on the side of the road. Near a car crash.

Few days lather this guy comes in, Says my name is Letti Ortiz, says I used to ride for this guy called Braga. That he used to work with him. That Braga was rounded up by police and that he could use another skilled driver. I toughed hell why not? It's not like I had anything else to go on. So I get discharged, go with this guy and notice that my driving skills are quit developed.

So I drive with this guy, hitting city's and doing some not so legal stuff as you so beautifully explained. Cops try to catch us but fail miserably. At one point we're in Londen rounding up and planning our final hit, when cops show up again. Only this time it is clear that they weren't the normal wannebees. Two cars follow Shawn and it's my job to take them out. So I do, or at least I try, I get one car away, who starts following me. He hit me in the back and I start spinning. I see him getting out so I grab my gun and aim to kill him.

He says my name. So clear and confident like he said it a thousand times before. The only thing I can do is twisting my gun so the bullet deflects and doesn't kill him. When I get back our mole inside sends us the info, common criminals, but damn good drivers. Except there is a picture inside, me sitting on the lap of the guy I shot and smiling, looking more happy then I felt in the last years.

The next day things started changing. We get call from one our suppliers, people where asking around, looking for us. I get send out together with one of the guys. He got shot, died, same as our supplier. When I tell Shawn, he act as if nothing happens, something just snapped inside me. I don't know why it wasn't the first time over the last years one of crew died or something but in that moment I just didn't understand why nobody was fed up about it. There was an entire crew trying to get to us, because they knew me once or something. it was confusing. The team I worked with used people who where good at what they did and when they weren't necerary anymore they left or disappeared. Who was I and what did I knew for an entire team trying to catch me. It didn't make sense and something in me told me they didn't work with the same system. Next thing I know my boss is threatening me. It was not what I was used to.

I met Dom, the guy I shot, again the day after, during a street race. We both gave ourselves up and he requested me. I don't know why but during our conversation I was flirting. Till he said 'Ride or die, Remember' He won the race. It was the first time in long time that someone had beated me. I signaled for him to follow me, I still wanted to know who I was and he seemed to be close.

I lead him to an abandoned parking lot. He got out of his car and starts talking to me about my driving style. I want to make him clear that I'm not the same girl anymore, so I tell him that because he know how I ride, that is does not mean he knows me. Of course I get that slammed right back into my face when he says that they have a saying where we are from.

'Show me how you drive, I show you who you are'

Then he starts about my car, knowing exactly what's in there without even popping the hood. Telling me I got a nice scar and always got myself into trouble. I wanted to know who I was. So I asked him what he knew.

I remember him standing so close to me touching me and showing every scare I have and telling where I got it. Wishing it would never stop. Hell! I was flirting with him. But then again, I had now idea who I was talking to. So I tell him. He grabbed my head and for a moment I taught he was going to kiss me, he looked into my eyes and it was like he was promising me when he said

'I'm here for you'

I needed to get away from there to clear my head. I tell him I not the same anymore. Again, smacks that right in my face, I knew he was speaking the truth and I could see longing in his eyes. I just had to get out of there, so I do. Just before I get in my car he gives me this necklace with this huge silver cross on. I still have no idea what it means, but it meant something to him, for me to have it."

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"You want something else to drink?" Rose asked ripping me out of my day dream. I shake my head to clear my mind This must be the longest monologue I have ever given.

"Yeah sure."

She comes back with two beers and two pizza's. "They ordered food for us and apparently I'm of shift tonight. She hands one to me say say's cheers. We eat a few slices.

"So how did the rest go?"

"Soon after we left for Spain. Still don't really get why I still went with them it was becoming so obvious that, they weren't the team I wanted. I was constantly proving that my loyalty was with them, while actually that team wasn't about loyalty. We got in Spain, the trap worked perfectly, as always and we took over the military convoy. It would have been perfect heist if it weren't for the Torreto crew. Things got ugly real fast, civilians died. I almost died again. We were on a bridge trough mountains. I was loosening a cable from a tank-don't ask- and a car who hanging on the cable, underneath the bridge anchored and flipped the tank over. I was flying through the air destined to fall a mile down. Dom crashed his car catapulted himself in the air and saved my sorry ass.

All with a little faith."

I had to clear my head so took a few sips and ate a slice.

"That's the point I officially crossed sides, the moment I saw all of them together I knew, that that was the team I wanted. A family.

Shawn kidnapped Dom's sister, who's also Brian girlfriend or wife. I don't know. It was Shawn most stupid mistake, you don't touch the family of man who lives by the code of family. And our mole inside was the cop working with them. Also the bitch who gave me this scar during a fight." I pointed to my eyebrow.

"Next thing was pretty unbelievable. We took a Russian cargo plane out of the sky. They sure build them big in Russia. That thing was like a planet."

"I know" Rose said

"Right, of course your boyfriend"

"Fiancée"

"Same thing, Anyway. That was when I really saw how that crew worked. Pure improvising and trusting on the other and unfortunately sacrificing. We lost somebody that day. We lost Gisele. And few seconds I toughed Dom was dead, my body asked for him. I might of had not remembered him but body and heart did.

We got back home '1327' and it was good at first, but for one reason or another he so desperately wanted, still wants me to remember him. It's so hard to see the disappointment in his eyes every time we are somewhere and can't remember the place. I just couldn't handle it anymore. So now a few years later, I just needed some time for myself. Time to figure out who I was without someone behind me to see if it worked or not."

"Then let's hope we do."

"What?"

"I don't know how much I will able to help, but despite everything that happened, I wouldn't to lose the memory of everything me and Dimitri have been through. So I'll help you."

"Thanks, but I wouldn't want you to have to leave all this for me."

"Hey, don't sweat it. The universe has learned by no, not to mess with Rose Hathaway and that way. You have to learn me how to drive like that." She grinned and I couldn't help but laugh with her.