Hey, guys! I wanna start off by saying thank you for your reviews! They made my day, really. I'm glad you liked this. :) So, here's Part II, as promised. This one's shorter than Part I, but I did my best. XD Hopefully, it won't disappoint!
Unfortunately, forgetting Brian was easier said than done, because Brian didn't seem to leave his head. No matter how much Dom tried, Brian still haunted him, in his dreams, in his memories. It was a bitch.
Dom wished he could just close that chapter of his life and move on, but it seemed impossible.
It was hard not to remember when he knew the reason he couldn't come back home was all that happened back in LA.
Five years had passed after that. Leon had left not long after they first went on the run. Loosing Jesse had deeply hurt him, and he didn't want to do any more hijackings anymore. He was tired of that life. Then, he met a chick, and decided to move to Australia with her, promising he'd keep in contact. He did, at first, but as the years passed they began to lose touch. Dom was saddened about Leon's decision for leaving, but Dom had accepted it, knowing Leon would always be family, even if they never saw him again. Vince had managed to recover from the heist, and not only that, but he'd managed to bolt the hell out of the States before the cops could get him. Now, he was in Rio—had met a woman, Rosa, and they were going to have a kid.
Mia was still back home, on her own. Dom hated to leave her like that, knowing she would miss her family terribly, knowing her heart had been broken in a million pieces—by the same bastard that had gone and broken Dom's heart as well, could he add—but Mia had been strong. She'd managed to pull herself together and finish her nursing degree.
Dom just wished he could've been there to see it happen.
Dom had met people while on the run, made some loyal friends. Han Seoul-Oh, Rico Santo and Tego Leo were three men that had gained Dom's trust and managed to make their way into his team. Yeah, he missed Vince, Leon, and Jesse, and they would never be replaced, but he was happy he had more people he could trust.
As for Letty, she'd stayed with Dom, helping with every single heist they planned. She was faithful to him, and Dom knew now, more than ever, just how damn lucky he was to have her. He loved her even more than he did five years ago, if that was even possible. Even if the memory of Brian hadn't disappeared, he was still in love with Letty. It was still confusing as hell for Dom, but he'd learned to live with it. It wasn't like he and Brian would ever cross paths again anyway.
For over five years, Dom thought nothing would ever compare to what he felt when he found out about Brian's betrayal.
Then, Mia called him, telling him that Letty had been murdered.
A cold feeling had washed through Dom as he processed the words; guilt, anger, and pain filling his heart. A few weeks ago, he'd left Letty in the middle of the night, thinking it would be best for her if he just left. But, now… she was gone. She was gone. She was never gonna come back.
It wasn't the first time Dom had experienced the loss of a loved one, but this was the first time he lost someone he was in love with. Yes, he lost Brian, but he knew the blond bastard was probably alive out there somewhere. However, Letty wasn't. Not anymore.
Dom had come back to LA with one thing in his mind; revenge. He was going to avenge Letty's death. Whoever were the bastards that caused her death beware, because he was coming after them and he was not gonna be merciful.
He was gonna kill whoever killed Letty, as well as anyone who got in his way.
It had been five years since he'd heard that voice.
His voice.
Dom glanced over his shoulder to look at Brian. Brian fucking O'Conner. He was dressed in a suit—and Dom would be lying if he said Brian didn't look good in it—and his curls were gone—which was kind of fucking disappointing, 'cause Dom had actually loved those blond curls—but he was Brian. Yeah, he looked more grown-up, maybe rougher around the edges, but it's been five years, and things change.
Brian was pointing a gun to his head, and Dom couldn't help but feel betrayed all over again, knowing this was the side Brian had kept away from them all along.
If the situation had been any different, then perhaps Dom would've been more responsive. Perhaps he would've gone and talked to Brian. Maybe he wouldn't have been so cold. But, that was the thing. He felt cold; numb. Nothing fulfilled him but the burning desire to avenge Letty, even though he could feel his heart beating faster around Brian.
You would think five fucking years would've been long enough to move the fuck on.
It doesn't matter, Dom thought. 'Cause it didn't. His mind was made up. He'd kill the person responsible for Letty's death, and no one, not even Brian O'Conner, would be able to stop him.
Racing with Brian was almost a nostalgic experience. It probably would've been if Dom hadn't been so focused on getting into Braga's team and get revenge. He'd won, and Brian had been fucking pissed, and it was kinda refreshing to see Brian had the same temper he'd had five years ago. So, Brian had left, and Dom had made it into the team.
He hadn't even been surprised when Brian showed up at the club. Of course he'd found a way to make it into Braga's team. Kid was resourceful. He'd always had been.
When Braga asked them if they knew each other, Dom knew he had a lot of different answers he could've given. First was the one that would've screwed Brian over and put him into a lot of shit. He was an undercover cop that infiltrated my team. Dom knew he wasn't gonna say that, 'cause despite everything, he still cared for Brian. Then there was the truthful, yet complicated answer. He's the guy I fell in love with five years ago, yet he never realized and we parted ways after some shit went down.
Dom knew it would've been a bad idea to say that. It would be too much information on something he was never comfortable speaking about. His feelings for Brian were a secret to everyone but himself. Not to mention Brian was right there. He didn't know how Brian would've reacted to Dom saying that, but Dom didn't think it would help the situation at all.
So, Dom went with the truthful and easy answer. "He used to date my sister." Which was still a low blow that stung, but Dom had accepted it. It wasn't like Brian and Mia were together now anyway, which meant…
Shit.
Brian had been out of reach five years ago, but what about now? Yeah, Brian was a catch. He would probably be able to get anyone he wanted, no matter if it was a girl or a guy; he'd be able to charm them all. He didn't even know whether Brian was single right now or not. Either way, Dom was pretty sure he'd be able to get Brian's attention if he tried.
Things have changed, though. This wasn't five years ago anymore. Letty was gone, and Brian wasn't with Mia. Those things had been the two main problems back then, but now they weren't. However, the situation was much more fucked up now than it had been back then. Letty was gone because she was dead. Mia and Brian weren't together, but Brian had broken Mia's heart and Dom knew it would be extremely selfish to hook up with Brian when Mia might not be okay with it.
And now Dom felt even worse for even considering having a relationship with Brian in their current situation. For wanting it.
He was definitely fucked up.
When Dom had been sitting at Brian's place with Letty's phone on his hand, and called the last number she'd rung, and it turned out to be Brian's phone, a sudden wave of utter rage blinded him. He didn't bother listening to Brian, didn't care that he loved him. He just went and threw him into some bookstand, trying to hit him repeatedly, like an angry Hulk.
In that moment, all Dom could think was that it was Brian's fault Letty was dead.
It was only when Brian yelled, "She did it for you, Dom!" that he stopped and listened. "She did it for you," Brian repeated, lying on the floor yet staring up at Dom with electrical blue eyes. "Letty came to me to clear your name in exchange of bringing down Braga." Suddenly things were cleared, and a sudden feeling of guilt began to rise deep within Dom. "She just wanted you to come home!"
And just with that, Brian had made it Dom's fault that Letty was dead. Dom hadn't even thought of it that way, but now that he thought about it, it made sense. He was the one who left Letty. He was the one Letty was trying to get home.
It was his fucking fault.
And he'd blamed Brian, of all people, for his fuck up.
Dom needed time alone, so he just walked away. He could listen Brian saying he was sorry, but Dom didn't reply. Couldn't trust himself to sound strong and steady. At that moment, he couldn't be more disgusted with himself. He got into his car, drove away. He had to get away… from Brian and from Mia. He tried to deal with his feelings while driving—racing—but when that didn't work, he just pulled over and broke down.
Dom had pretty much lost all hope now.
He'd tried to follow Brian's plan, tried to work with the FBI, and it failed. Braga was too smart, and the FBI just had to fuck it all up—acting before Brian gave the signal. God damn it. So, Dom was taking it on his own hands again. He was going to get Braga on his own. He was gonna either kill the bastard, or give him to the FBI. Either way, he was gonna finish was Letty hadn't been able to. Or die trying.
He was doing this for her.
And, to be honest, he wasn't even sure if he was coming back. Dom knew Braga was a sneaky bastard. He knew it wouldn't be so easy. He knew he was on his own now. And he was tired of running. It just wasn't worth it anymore. All his crimes, all the running, just made him lose more and more people.
First, Jesse died, shot by Tran and bleeding in Mia's arms. Then, Leon got tired of it all and left. Now, Letty died trying to bring him home.
It just wasn't fucking worth it.
He didn't know what would happen to him after Braga, and at this point, he really didn't care.
He hadn't expected Brian to show up at his place, telling him he was coming along, too. Dom warned him, told him he didn't plan to bring anyone back, and Brian had just replied with, "I know." Not backing down, not scared at all. That was the Brian that Dom knew. And it made Dom happy. And as he and Brian worked on the Charger, he thought… maybe he actually had a chance.
Maybe, after they get Braga, after all this settles down, they'd be able to be together. Like Dom had wished for so many years. Maybe it would actually happen.
That would make his life worth it.
Not even a few minutes later, though, Mia got home with groceries. She took one look at them, and then went inside the house. Brian noticed, too, and the first thing he did was to go after her. Not even a single word to Dom. His attention was all on Mia. Dom could only stare after him, having an internal conflict with himself. The big brother in him wanted Brian to make things right by Mia. But, the other part of him, the more selfish one… it just wanted Brian for himself.
Would it be too wishful thinking to believe that Brian would be able to make things right with Mia, that they would both get over what had happened, move on, and Dom could still be able to get Brian?
Dom hoped not, but he knew better. He knew things wouldn't be so easy. They were never so easy. He waited for a few minutes, then let out a sigh, gave up when Brian didn't return. He wasn't stupid. He knew his sister was still head over heels in love with Brian, even though she tried to deny it, ignore it—he and his sister were so similar in that—and he could tell, even though it hurt, that Brian still cared for Mia.
They were torn, but they could make it work. They probably were talking things out. Or having make-up sex. Or both. Either way, they could get past the issues and work out. Dom was sure they could, and his heart burned over the knowledge. He knew he could pull a 'big brother' and interrupt them right now, but he didn't. Mia didn't deserve that, and neither did Brian. It was just like five years ago; Dom was gonna get in the way. Even though Letty wasn't around now, he still wasn't gonna get in between Brian and Mia's happiness.
Not matter just how much his heart ached.
When Brian had been sitting on the sand, wounded, it had felt like a knife on Dom's heart. He'd lost Letty already—he wasn't gonna lose Brian, too. Fortunately, Brian wasn't extremely wounded and he'd be able to hold on until he got medical attention. And they managed to finally get Arturo fucking Braga. It was okay. Brian had insisted Dom to get away while he still had the chance, but Dom shook his head. He was tired of running, he'd explained. And he'd meant it.
So, he'd just stood there, waiting for the FBI to arrive. And he hadn't tried to get away when he'd been handcuffed. There was no point anymore. Letty was gone, and Mia and Brian had each other. And his other friends had their own lives, too. There was nothing left for Dom.
They had to wait four months for his trial. Those four months, Dom was in custody. And no-one, but Brian and Mia, had come to visit him. And those visits made him feel many different emotions at once. He was happy Brian and Mia still came to visit him, that they cared for him. But, the fact they were together stung a lot and it made his heart ache.
They didn't hide they were a couple again. It was just the little things, like holding hands, standing close to each other, hugging and those small low-key kisses that told Dom everything. There was also the fact that, apparently, Brian had pretty much moved in with Mia. Dom was glad Brian was looking after his sister, but he wasn't thrilled they were living together. 'Cause that just made it all the more real, that more serious.
It was fucking painful to know that the one you love was in love with someone as close to you as your sibling. Dom had dealt with this, five years ago, but things had been different then. He'd had his team, and he'd had Letty. His team distracted him and his love for Letty overshadowed the ache of knowing Brian was with Mia.
He had no-one now. The woman he was in love with was dead. The man he was in love with was with his sister. And Dom had to deal with the pain just by himself. Being in custody sure helped with that. He knew Brian was working on a clemency report so Dom could get away, get him a shorter sentence, but Dom wasn't sure it would work.
After all, everything Dom had ever wanted and loved had gone right to hell. Why would this time be any different?
As it turned out, Dom had been right. The judge had been a hard ass who hadn't accepted Brian's clemency report. He was going to prison. 25 to life. It sucked, but at this point, Dom just didn't care anymore.
So he was sitting in this prison bus, being transported to his own personal hell. Lompoc. Fucking hell. He remembered how, five years ago, he would rather die than go back. Now? He'd grown so tired of running; he'd accepted his fate. It was his fault after all. He was the one who decided to pull off the hijackings. It was about time he had to face his music.
That was when he heard an engine. A race car's engine. He looked out the window, and smirked, knowing exactly who they were. Well, to be honest, Dom hadn't expected them to bother. But, it seemed Brian and Mia weren't exactly on board with the idea of Dom spending the next years of his life in prison, and Leo and Santos seemed to agree to help. That was loyalty right there. He wasn't exactly overjoyed of Brian and Mia throwing their lives away for his freedom, but he appreciated it.
It was a shock to see his Charger, fully repaired. Apparently, Brian had been the one who fixed her up, and Dom felt his heart swell. Okay, so maybe Brian didn't see him in that way, but he seemed to care, and Dom could work with that. After all, he noticed Mia's happiness when being around Brian, and he didn't want to take that away from her.
Leo and Santos managed to get away without the FBI tracing them. However, Brian and Mia were immediately marked as Dom's partners in crime and the FBi had launched a huge manhunt to get the three of them. At first, they had run the three of them together. However, after a few weeks, Dom decided it was better to separate. After all, the FBI wanted him the most.
He got in contact with Vince, who'd told him they could come and hide in Rio. Dom told Brian and Mia to go alone, and that he would catch up. He had some things to take care of, and he had to make sure that the two people that mattered the most to him right now made it safely. He knew Brian would take care of Mia, and he knew they were smart enough to make it there.
He just prayed they'd be able to get out of this mess, somehow.
"I'm pregnant," Mia said, and Dom suddenly felt like his entire world was breaking apart. Again. He stared at her in disbelief, shock in his face, like the time he'd found out she wasn't a virgin anymore, back when she was seventeen, way before Brian even showed up in their lives. But, this is different. His sister not being a virgin was one thing. His sister being pregnant was a whole other thing.
Especially considering who the father is. Brian. Fuck. Dom had been getting used to the idea of Brian and Mia being together, he was starting to accept it, but this changed things. Whatever little hope Dom had had left about being able to have any relationship with Brian died the moment those words came out from Mia's mouth.
"I already lost my family once," she continued, glancing at Dom, who looked down, thinking about what their family had been once, happy and with no problems at all. "I won't go through that again." Her gaze went back to Brian, who had looked shocked, but now Dom could see joy showing up in his face.
"You kidding me?" Brian asked Mia, a smile breaking out in his face.
Mia laughed. "No." Brian kissed her, hugged her lovingly, and Dom had to look away.
Yes, Dom knew Brian was Mia's. He had been aware for over five years of that. But, a baby makes it that more real. They're not just a couple anymore. They're a family—they're gonna be a family of their own—and Dom can't don't anything about it. He let them have their moment, knowing that even though his heart was aching, to them, it was a happy, meaningful moment and they deserved to have it.
"I'm not going anywhere," Brian promised Mia. "Okay?"
Mia nodded, and then turned to her brother. "Dom?" she called. "Promise me we stick together."
Dom knew he would love Brian and Mia's child. He knew that, despite what he was feeling right now, that child was family. This news was something Dom definitely hadn't expected, something Dom would have to have some time to adjust to, but he knew he couldn't ruin this moment for the two most important people in his life. So he looked up, seeing both Brian and Mia, and his expression softened. Okay, so maybe things didn't happen as he had wished, but Brian and Mia were still here with him. They wanted them to stick together. And Dom couldn't find it in him to say no.
"I promise," he said, walking over to Brian and Mia and giving them both a hug. It would take some time, but Dom knew he would get used to this, eventually. It would be okay. So, he let a smile light up his face—a real smile. "Family just got bigger."
Thanks for reading this! Hopefully you liked it. Should I do a Part III? I mean, I have some ideas to continue this, but I'm not entirely sure whether I should just leave it like this or continue. So, what do you think? Should I or should I not? The struggle, man. XD