"Why would we help you with anything Hobbs?" Clark asked and Hobbs smirked before pulling a manila folder out of his jacket.
"Letty Ortiz." He replied handing Dom the folder.
"What is this Hobbs?" The racer asked as he opened the folder and saw a black and white photo of Letty staring back at him.
"This photo was taken a week ago right after a raid in Russia. The crew responsible was in and out in less than ninety seconds. It was flawless and the drivers were some of the best I've ever seen."
"Lefty's with them?" Dom asked and Hobbs nodded.
"Fine, I'll go just give me ten minutes."
"Torreto I've hunted these people across six continents and twelve countries, this isn't a one man job. We need the whole team."
"Not happening."
"Ride or die remember?" Clark asked and Dom glared at him.
"Whatever we do we do together." Mia said as she walked out of the beach house.
"You're not going to win Dom so just make a few calls." Clark told him and he nodded.
"Kent there are a couple people who wanted a word with you." Hobbs said and Martha and Jonathan Kent walked through the gate.
"Mom, Dad." Clark smiled as he engulfed both his parents in a hug. Mia and Hobbs walked across the beach giving the Kent's a few minutes alone.
"Son you need to come home." His father told him, holding his son at arm's length for a moment.
"Dad, I'm a wanted fugitive."
"You don't have to be though! Hobbs gave you a way out and you should've taken it!"
"What would have happened if I did? The team would've disappeared and no one in Smallville would ever look at Chloe or me the same way again!"
"At least you'd be free!"
"Free to do what? Stay on the farm while Dom and the others are stuck looking over their shoulders? Watch as Mia's hunted just because of who her family is?!"
"Clark you've got to get away from that girl."
"You just don't get it do you dad? I've finally found someone I don't have to lie to and you just expect me to leave? After everything I've done for other people shouldn't I be allowed happiness?"
His father just stood there, unable to say anything. He knew that his son more than anyone, had earned a right to be happy but why did it have to be with a fugitive?
"I've got something for you; I'll be back in a minute."
"Jonathan how could you say that?" Martha asked as she rounded on her husband as Clark walked towards the boat house his gait showing how angry he was.
"Martha our son is now a wanted fugitive and all because of some girl!"
"Would you have done anything different if it had been us in their position?" His wife asked.
"Not for a second."
"You need to apologize especially considering that the girl you just insulted may very well be our daughter in-law in a few years."
Jonathan nodded just as Clark walked out of the boat house.
"This should take care of the mortgage for a while." He told them handing his father a roll of cash.
"Clark this is…"
"$250,000 dollars." He finished and his parents gasped.
"How did you get this?" His mom asked.
"When we were in Rio we decided to take all the money from the bastard who ran it. We all split it evenly and each got 11 million dollars."
"You're not being entirely honest Kent. I seem to recall you earned a little more than that." Dom said as he walked up to them, carrying a few beers in his hand.
"What are you talking about Torreto?"
"Do you want a beer Mr. Kent?" He asked and when Jonathan nodded he handed one to the older man as well as Clark and Martha before opening his own.
"Aren't you underage Clark?" His dad asked sternly.
"Alcohol doesn't affect me, but I promise I won't drink." He said to his dad. "Unless it's a Corona." Clark finished and Dom laughed, Jonathan joining in in spite of himself.
"Your son won four million dollars extra because he beat a few of us in a race." Dom told them.
"Really?" His father asked attempting to keep a stern expression on his face but failing miserably
"Speaking of which I want a rematch Kent." Mia told him as she and Hobbs had walked over at the end of the conversation.
"You're on Torreto. Hey Dom I want another shot."
"Oh yeah?" The older racer asked.
"Yeah, no wagers, just a straight up race. I don't want anybody being able to say you let me win."
"Alright Kent, let's see what you've got."
"Sorry to interrupt but we need to get to London by tonight." Hobbs told them.
"Alright Hobbs."
"I'll run my parents' home, and then Mia and I'll meet you in London." Clark told them.
"Don't take too long Kent." Dom muttered with a grin and Clark just chuckled before running both of his parents back to the farm.
"See you two in London." Hobbs said and Dom hugged Clark and Mia before following Hobbs to the truck that would take them to the airport.
"We need to talk." Clark told Mia once the truck was gone. The young woman kept silent just waiting for Clark to say what was on his mind.
"Last night was… without a doubt the best night of my life, but I can't be with you if you don't know everything about me."
"What are you getting at Clark?" Mia asked.
"I told you I got my powers during the meteor shower, but I wasn't being completely honest with you. I didn't get my powers from the meteor shower; I came to earth during the meteor shower. I'm an alien from a planet called Krypton."
"You're serious." Mia said after a minute and Clark nodded.
"Bastard." She muttered before turning on her heel and walking away. Clark just watched her leave as he sank to his knees feeling tears begin to form in his eyes as he watched Mia walk away. His father had been right after all; he should have gotten away from the young street racer before it was too late. But none of that mattered now because it was already too late. Clark Kent had already fallen in love with Mia Torreto.
A/N: I thought about ending the chapter here but decided it would be too cruel.
Mia found Clark drinking a beer in the boat house and shook her head.
"Dom's gonna be so pissed you drank all his beers."
"He's a millionaire so I think he'll live." Clark replied his voice emotionless as he nursed his drink.
"I'm sorry Clark." She said and he nodded once.
"It's just, when you told me your secret it felt like Brian all over again. He lied to me and pretended to love me and…"
"And you thought that I was doing the same thing." Clark finished and she just nodded unable to say anything else.
"Mia I may have not told you the truth about my powers when we first met but I love you; I could never lie about that."
"I love you too Clark." Mia replied and Clark didn't need to hear her heartbeat to know she was telling the truth.
He stood up and kissed her moving his lips to her neck when she needed air.
"You know the best thing about a fight?" She asked.
"What's that?" Clark replied still making a trail of kisses along her neck.
"Making up afterwards."
Clark smirked and no more words were exchanged for several hours except for moans and the occasional gasp.
