I sighed as I sat in the warehouse, looking at the beer in my hands. I hadn't lifted the bottle to my lips yet, though the idea of it was tempting. "Sis," Brian said gently, nudging me. "You're starting to make everyone depressed."

"I can't help it, bro," I said, looking down. "I mean, I'm tight as hell on money right now, and actually dove into the savings. It's frustrating." I felt like hitting something again but decided against it with my better judgement. "What if we can't get in, Brian? What about my kids?"

Brian didn't seem to have anything else to say. "I think that you need a night's sleep. A damn good one at that." He took the beer from my hands. "Tomorrow comes the hard work, so be ready for any crazy shit we decide, alright?" I nodded, wanting to take the bottle back from him. He stopped me. "Hey, I'm serious. And don't take this as a sign of lack of trust, but... I'm sending Han and Gisele with you. If they have to call me because you won't listen, then I'm up for driving in the middle of the night-"

"We have a problem!" Mia called from her computer deal. "The whole team just got burned."

"What?" I asked, joining with her and my brother. "How the hell... Damn it! That motherfucker again? I figured... Why am I burned, exactly?" I asked Mia, glaring at the screen.

"Uh... Just for being our accomplice, why?"

"Hobbs and I go back... As in we worked together unwillingly, back. A few years ago, actually. He wouldn't recognize me though," I said with a sigh of relief. "Not that I'm happy I'm wanted, but believe me, he could get me for more." I stumbled, getting my keys out of my pocket before calling, "We're going to have a real pain in our ass, guys. I'll be taking my leave."

"He's the guy the cops call when they want someone found..." Brian sighed. "It'll be hard, but not impossible."

"True dat, bro," I said, getting in. "Night, bitches. And Rome." I laughed as Roman gave me a gesture. "I hope that isn't an offer, man, 'cause I ain't free and your broke ass can't afford my lowest price." I closed the door and started up the car, Gisele getting in next to me and Han sitting in the back. "I swear it's always you two who end up in my car. Almost like a couple of stalkers."

Gisele laughed. "As if I have nothing better to do with my time. I can't promise the same for Han..." I laughed as Han shook his head, a small smile on his face. "Do I get to meet the little ones?"

"I don't know. I was thinking that maybe I should go pick them up," I said, knowing full well that that was where I was going. I turned to make a beeline for Vince's house. "Julianna should be hungry by now, and Charlie will be all over the damn place. By the way, no cussing around my kids, I haven't heard you swear, but they will make you pay for saying any bad words. I have a tab that Julianna keeps up with."

Gisele smiled, finding it slightly amusing. I said nothing, choosing to pay attention to the road now that we had Hobbs after us. "I think that you should send your kids back," Gisele finally said. "To the States, I mean."

"I know. I'm going to send them off tomorrow morning, first flight. Julianna can do fine on a plane, it's Charlie I'm worried about. Thankfully she's responsible and calm as hell," I said, parking so I can have a clear shot to Vince's place. "I'm going to say hello to Vince, Rosa, and Nico. Gisele, can you make sure that bastard doesn't come around?"

She nodded, and Han asked, "How did you two end up working together?"

"We had a common enemy," I said vaguely, getting out. I walked up the steps, ignoring the guys closing in with weapons and walking past like a dumb blonde, but only I would do it. So they knew who I was. About thirty minutes later, I was going back out to the car with both kids, one on my back and one yawning. "How did Charlie go to sleep before you?"

"I dunno," Julianna answered, rubbing her eyes. I chuckled. "Mommy, when can I go to sleep?"

"Soon, honey, just give me a little bit of time, alright?" I opened the car door and place Charlie next to Han, who moved next to the window. "I'm sure you remember Mr. Han. Up in the front if Miss Gisele." I helped Julianna into the car and buckled her in. "There you go, darling." I moved out of the way to close the door before getting in the front.

"Mommy?"

"Yes, honey?"

"When can I meet daddy's other friends?" I looked at the wheel for a moment.

"You can meet his other friends soon. Go to sleep, Julianna."

"Mommy, will I ever get to meet Daddy?"

"No, darling, and we talked about it." I heard her sniffle in the back and reached back, unbuckling her and holding her as I drove to the condo. She was asleep by the time we got there and I sighed. "Han, can you get Charlie? I hope that he was actually asleep and didn't hear any of that."

Han didn't say anything as he got out, reaching in for my son. I brought Julianna up to the elevator before grabbing Charlie on my back and carrying them into the little room. Han had already set up the couch by the time I got back in, and Gisele was taking residence on the bed. "I guess I'm sleeping on the other half of the couch again?"

"Yep," Han said, watching television in Spanish. I grabbed a cup and reached into the fridge to pull out milk and chocolate syrup. I poured a cup and drank it down before rinsing the cup clean and putting it in the dish washer. I changed in the bathroom, pulling on a tank top with blue pajama pants. I sat in the corner for a few minutes, calling my most favorite person in the world that wasn't Mia or Dom or Brian.

"Hey, I need to ask you a favor, Sunny," I said when she answered.

"Considering how much I ow ya? What do ya need, babe?"

"Can you pick up my kids from the airport? It'll be, like, tomorrow or something..."

"Always, Perry. Want me to take them by their daddy?" I closed my eyes, memories and pain digging through me. "Perry?"

"If they want to. Julianna asked again," I admitted. "Thanks, Sunny, really." She hung up and I sat in the bathroom for a while longer before a knock sounded at the door. "I-I'm in here."

He didn't seem to care, because Han came in anyway. He took one look at me, and sat next to me. "Julianna dug up memories?"

"She didn't mean to," I said, ignoring the addict in me that wanted to blame her for my sadness. It wanted to say that nothing was my fault, and definitely not this. "She just... She gets that you have to go to school and keep up with things and that we don't have money and everything, but she doesn't understand that her dad is gone. I see her cry almost every day I come to pick her up because she sees her friends with their dads... How the hell do I explain it to her?"

Han didn't say anything, just watched me. He made me feel stupid by doing that. I stared at the ground, lips pressed in a thin line. "Thanks for listening, Han, really."