I lay on the creeper under the car, anything we could do to make these cars faster we were trying. I jumped slightly when Jesse moved something above me in the engine. I took in a deep breath to calm my raging heart before I looked back up at the undercarriage; nothing was working to make these cars faster. I rolled out from under the car and looked up at Jesse; I smiled when I saw a smudge of oil on his cheek and the look of concentration on his face.

"Jess, nothing is gonna make these cars go any faster than they already are. They're modified to the max." I stood up, wiping my hands on a dirty towel sitting beside the man. He sighed.

"I know but… there's got to be something." I rubbed his back slightly.

"Nothing. I already looked at the Lobini; hardly anything in it is factory anymore, not even the damned stereo. If it can't run fast and avoid the cameras it's no good for us to have it." He nodded his head before standing up straight and stretching. His back popped three times before he turned to me and smiled.

"I love you." He said as he reached out to wrap his arms around my waist. I smiled and squeaked when he picked me up to set me on the car, even with the open hood. Jesse squeezed himself between my legs, laying his hands on my hips. I smirked at him before wrapping my legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

"I love you too." I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck. He smirked before pushing his chest against mine, pressing his lips to mine. I pulled him closer (if that was possible) running my tongue over his bottom lip. He pulled away slowly, his eyes still closed and his forehead pressed to mine. We sat like that for a moment, enjoying the peace and quiet while being together.

"Guys, guys! We have a problem." Mia's voice rang out threw the building. I pulled away from Jesse, glancing back at her before looking back at him. He shrugged his shoulders before helping me off the car and leading me to where Mia was, to see what she was yelling about.

"The whole team just got burnt." Brian said. By this time, not only Jesse and I but the whole team, came to see what Mia had to show us.

"How did this happen?" Gisele asked.

"US Diplomatic Security Service issued the warrants. Agent L. Hobbs." Mia read off the screen. Brian leaned over and began to type something before a picture of a man popped up.

"Hey Dom, is that the guy you saw in the Favela?" Dom stepped up beside Mia and looked at the picture.

"Yeah." He turned to look at Brian.

"Hobbs is the leader of the elite task force for the DSS." He said, turning to look at us.

"So he's good..." Tej asked more than said.

"When the FBI wants to find somebody, that's who they call in because he never misses his mark." Brian answered the unspoken answer. "This guy is Old Testament. Blood, bullets, wrath of God. That's his style." Mia just looked up at Brian.

"And right now he's hunting us?" She asked in disbelief and Brian made a noise of agreement.

"Wait a minute…" I said as I stepped between Mia and Dom, flipping through the pictures of the team. I had noticed when they were first popping up that Jesse wasn't in them.

"Did anyone else notice that Jess isn't in the list of accomplices?" I asked. Dom leaned over my shoulder to look before he nodded.

"She's right." Dom said as he stood to his full height. Brian turned to Jesse.

"So then Jesse's okay to move around Brazil wherever there are cameras since he's not going to be recognized." Dom, Mia, and I nodded. That was a good piece of news out of something pretty shitty.

"But Dom, we still have to move up our time line." I said as I turned to the man next to me.

"Yeah but how?" Rome asked. "This things already been difficult without Wyatt Earp on our asses. If anything we need more room to breathe." Dom suddenly looked like he had an idea.

"Roman's right. I think we need to get some fresh air." We all looked at each other, a little unsure about what Dom was implying.

Dom's idea was for us to head to the Brazilian racing scene. We'd been here for less than two weeks and yet, people were respectful of Dom and us… it was pretty weird.

"Hey Toretto." We turned and saw a man standing there. He was same one from the picture, Agent Hobbs. He was just… a lot bigger than I had anticipated. "You're under arrest." He said.

"Arrest?" Dom asked. "I don't feel like I'm under arrest. How about you, Brian?" Dom asked the man sitting across from him on the Smurf car's hood.

"No, not a bit. Not even a little bit." He said as he turned to look at the large man standing there.

"Just give it a minute. It'll sink in." Hobbs said. We were all silent for a moment, Dom's eyes scanning over us.

"We didn't kill those feds. That was Reyes." Brian said, hoping to sway whatever opinions Hobbs had of them. I glanced at him before glancing at Jesse, what were they talking about? Jesse gave me a shrug, not knowing either. He leaned back against me as I sat on the hood of the Lobini.

"I don't give a shit." Hobbs answered. "I'm just here to bring in two assholes whose names hit my desk."

"Yeah, that sounds like a real hero." Brian said. Hobbs watched him for a moment before he began to walk towards us.

"That's funny. From a guy who took the oath of a cop, then went against everything it stood for or some wannabe tough guy prick who beat a man half to death with a socket wrench. Yeah, real tough." Dom turned to the man, he was pissed. "You turn around and put your hands behind you back." Hobbs said more calmly than before.

"I don't think so." Dom said as he walked towards the agent.

"Your mistake is thinking you got a goddamn choice, boy." Hobbs said; they were now chest to chest. Hobbs' officers lifted their guns at us. I wrapped my arms around Jesse's torso and laid my head against his back, how was this getting us more breathing room?

"And your mistake? Thinking you're in America." Dom said back. "You're a long way from home. This is Brazil." Dom said as he spread his arms wide. Many of the people around us pulled out guns, pointing them towards Hobbs and his team. I could hear Brian chuckle from where he was sitting. One of Hobbs' men came up next to him and said something I couldn't hear. One more small exchange between Hobbs and Dom and they walked away. I took in a deep breath and released it before relaxing against Jesse's back. That was rough but if the plan went right and the tracking device was put on his vehicle, we should have all of the breathing room we need. Dom turned to us, a small smile on his face. "Let's head home."