10. Ride or Die

Shaw's jeep was still driving towards the plane and, all Brian could hope was that Shaw followed up on his promise and let Carter and Mia go. There was no reason for Shaw not to; he had everything he wanted, but the question would be whether he was gracious in winning. As the jeep neared the plane Brian didn't look backwards at the oncoming cars. He knew that it was Dom and the teams chasing behind like they promised.

He couldn't think about that or he would turn into a basket case. He had to focus on being on his own, in close quarters with Riley and Owen. Brian didn't flinch when Owen stroked his cheek but it was a near thing. He needed to treat this like it was a UC operation, and that way he might just make it out alive.

Owen could respect Brian for not flinching, and something made him want to reassure Brian, "You will come to see that I am not so bad pet."
All Brian could think was that too bad his execution made it sound more like a threat - but we're all works in progress.

Brian snorted, "Tell me that when my husband doesn't have a bomb under him."

Owen shrugged as if it was a minor, inconsequential issue. "Well as soon as you are on the plane they will be let go."

Brian wanted to shout what-the-fuck! He wanted to scream, but if there was one thing he'd learnt in his colourful life it was not to bait the psycho, and that was especially true when it was a psycho that wanted in your pants. He asked the one question that was eluding him though, "Why me?"

Shaw turned to face him, and seeing the flash of jealousy on Riley's face- Brian was glad that Shaw was covering him with his body. "You are clever, quick-witted, ruthless, and gorgeous, and have effortlessly played off every side. I find that type of precision in one's life more than attractive."

Brian got a sinking feeling with the mention of precision. He was hoping that all of Shaw's feelings were that of lust. If so, then worst case scenario they would fuck. He would hate it, and he would feel the worse kind of guilt for years, but he and Carter would be alive for him to be guilty. After all, without any sort of irony Brian could acknowledge it wasn't the first time that he played honey trap. However when Shaw mentioned 'precision' he got scared - Shaw lived his life by a code and analysed what everyone's code was; Shaw's was precision. Brian knew this as Shaw had explained one party, a while ago in London. Shaw's code was precision and he lived and died by the code.

He was starting to think that Hobbs may have been right with his comment about Criminal catnip.

Brian took a deep breath and centred himself. He would have to be smart in the next hour, and seize any opportunities available to him, as they may be his last. He had a stray thought about it being a hell of a time to use his UC training, but what works, works? Brian just wanted to see Carter safe and then all bets were off. If there was one thing you didn't do - You don't fuck with family, and you sure as hell don't mess with peoples' husbands. "Just when will you release Carter? You have me and the plane is right there."

Brian was careful with his tone; it was neither pleading nor overly demanding. He couldn't be seen as weak, as Owen wouldn't accept weakness but at the same time - he couldn't challenge Owen's authority yet, as Owen wouldn't accept a threat to his rule.

Owen chuckled as his hand slipped to Brian's neck - he was glad to see his heavy handed tactics hadn't quelled O'Conner's fire. It would be boring if he had. Still a deal was a deal, and he would never get Brian's cooperation if he killed Carter now. And besides it wasn't like he couldn't arrange for Carter to have a car crash a few months from now. His older brother, Ian, specialised in those types of accidents. "You're right pet look over there."

Brian did, and watched as Mia and Carter were being unceremoniously shoved from the plane. He didn't care, they were free and alive and that was all that mattered. Carter was going to be so pissed but he would be alive so Brian could deal. He may have sagged a little in relief and Owen was only too happy to take advantage of that fact, and pulled him into a body hug. It took every instinct in Brian not to recoil or hit out like all his instincts were screaming at him to do.

He could hear the purr of the team's car chasing after them - thank god they were coming.

Brian figured though that whatever they were planning to do - it better be quick, as he felt the jeep drive up onto the deck. The minute the car was secure on the deck he heard Vegh order the pilots, "Letai, Letai."

He recalled from his broken Russian that she was giving the order for them to take off. He really hoped that Dom hurried up as the window to act was closing rapidly. Shaw was still stroking his cheek, "Well Pet it's time to leave Spain and return home."

London wasn't home for Brian without Carter but he was smart enough not to say that aloud. He got out as Riley was still pointing her pistol at him, and he wanted room to play with if she decided that he was competition that she needed to eliminate. He was glad they were getting out of the jeep as the next minute - Dom was ramming the back of the Jeep with his truck - Brian seeing it coming dived to the side. He watched in satisfaction as Dom exploded at Owen and Letty was going after Riley. He figured they had just as much a reason for wanting to kill Owen as he did, and he didn't give a shit who did the deed as long as the outcome was one where Shaw couldn't hurt anyone else.

Brian wouldn't be kept out of the fight and he had little choice as he saw Klaus try and sneak up on Dom. It was not fair odds him against the mountain so Brian decided to even them up by picking up a metal bar. He stood his narrow ground as the mountain charged at him, nice and steady, and at the very last second he whipped the metal bar low across his legs aiming for the knees. He went down in a vicious snarl. Brian didn't stay still, he moving again and the bar was whipped over his head. He was relieved that it was enough to knock Klaus unconscious - he had his doubts. When he looked up he saw that Mia was driving a car and so was Rome, and they seemed to be doing their level best to keep the plane on the ground - He almost grinned at seeing Carter aiming the weapon at the wing . Still he couldn't afford to be mooning at his husband. He turned his attention back to the smackdown occurring in the plane. Good job too as Vegh was about to blindside Letty - he stopped the bitch in her tracks. He might keep the bar for the future - the way he and Carter conducted business it wouldn't hurt

Letty wasn't winning - but she wasn't losing. Hobbs was now on the scene adding his heavy weight to their side. Hobbs spared a minute to be impressed that Brian had taken down Klaus on his own, before throwing the spear gun to Letty. He watched as Letty quipped without remorse, "Wrong team bitch!"

Brian would admit to more than a passing satisfaction to watching her ass fly out of the side of the plane. He could feel that the plane was desperately trying to take off and was fighting against whatever the team was pulling outside. Brian could see that Hobbs and Dom were fighting Shaw together and in this case he figured two on one were more than fair odds.

However it wasn't an escape plan, and in the melee they had clearly forgotten about the damn chip that Shaw was trying to steal. He would let them deal with Shaw but he was going to make sure that they had a damn escape route. He yanked the case out of the jeep and then started the engine up of the classic car that was tied to the deck.

Dom was fighting and starting to win against Shaw thanks to Hobb's help. And just after he managed to catch Shaw with a vicious roundhouse; he watched Hobbs pick him bodily up. He was in motion, grabbing Shaw's neck and feeling more than a little bit of satisfaction at slamming him down onto the ground - hard.

Dom was startled by the loud horn blaring in his ear. He did however agree with Brian's assessment that it was time to get the fuck out of there. He figured that driving out of a plane that was trying to take-off wasn't the craziest thing - and didn't that just say some fucked up things about his life?

Hobbs was looking back at the plane, wondering if the bastards would escape. He shouldn't have doubted Toretto's team as the plane gave up the ghost and ground to a halt of screeching metal - and then BOOM, an inferno. His superiors wouldn't be happy but then again - dead terrorists, and a recovered chip. He could spin this one in his favour. He watched as the fireball was getting closer and closer - he really fucking hoped that O'Conner was as good at driving as the files suggested.

He was. And he didn't even mind if he had to put up with O'Conner's nauseating reunion with Verone - much.

Brian was clutching at Carter and he didn't intend to let him go anytime soon; then again Carter was clutching as hard as he was.

Brian watched the wreckage of the plane, and he tried to feel remorse. The fact of the matter was that Brian couldn't do it. He hadn't let go of Carter just yet, but then again neither had Carter. His hands were virtually molesting Carter – not in a sexual way but more as a way to check for injuries. They both had a tendency to hide injuries so Carter was doing the same. He had no doubt that the sexual touching would occur when they were alone and had slept for at least twelve hours.

There were a lot of happy couples around the fire. Letty and Dom; Vince and Mia with baby Jack; Han and Giselle, and damn had they had a scare. Giselle had nearly slipped from the wings of the plane, and that would have been it. However Brian and Carter's favourite couple was the one apparently forming between Hobbs and Elena.

Giselle, grinning asked, "What now?"

Han smiled, "Tokyo and kids."

Brian smirked, "Sounds like a plan … keep in touch."

Hobbs looked at the wreckage, and while it was an inferno. It was an inferno that had prevented a powerful weapon from falling into enemy hands, and killed a major criminal gang. "I can't believe Owen Shaw is dead."

Brian and Carter didn't say anything in that moment. It wasn't fair – this was a happy time of reunions, but they would be watchful. They knew that Shaw had a brother and may come for revenge. They would plan, and keep an eye out. They would use their shady underworld connections so that when Shaw Snr surfaced – they would know. Brian and Carter would drag them to London so as to help keep them safe whilst they eliminated the threat.