Alrighty! Here's chapter two! Thanks for the reviews and all that! Greatly appreciated! So this is where the action is, because I know that the first chapter was a bit boring, I even got a bit stumped writing it because I just wanted to get to the good stuff but had to get over the boring stuff to get to this! I know I seem to be rambling, it's just I'm a bit outta it while I'm writing this AN. So, I'll just leave you with that!

Enjoy! Oh! And I don't own F&F, it rightfully belongs with its rightful owners!

CHAPTER TWO

The convoy was headed to some secure location way on the other side of Spain, but it wouldn't make it that far, not if Shaw had anything to say about that.

"Fellas, you better hurry up, they just took the convoy." Tej's voice came over the radio in the car. "And, Dom," Brian knew what was coming next, and that was going to complicate everything with the plan, yet it was also going to spur something even greater within all of them-"Letty's with them," the need to get one of their own back. Brian could see it in Dom and Rome as their cars roared and drove just a bit faster down the highway, and Brian was right behind them, though everything was a bit of a blur, so he could be closer or further than he thought. "We stick to the plan." Dom's voice carried over the radio, holding nothing but strength. And that's where Brian drew his strength from, because even though he had told Dom he was more than capable of driving, he was far from it. He could hardly see in front of him, and he had to constantly blink to clear his vision, or wipe the sweat of his brow so it wouldn't sting his eyes. He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he would figure that out after all this was over with.

"Alright, you heard the man, let's play this fast and clean, that thing is headin' your way." Tej's voice came over again, and that was the last Brian thought he would hear from him in a while, but not a moment later, Tej's unsure and slightly scared voice came over the radio once more. "Uh, guys, we gotta come up with another plan." There was a pause before he continued. "They gotta tank."

There was an incredulous silence for a moment before Rome's questioning voice came on, "I'm sorry, did somebody just say they gotta tank?"

Brian couldn't believe what he was hearing, but he didn't have to for long, because when they came from under the bridge, they saw it for themselves on the other side of the freeway. They had a tank. They had a damn tank. That was just great, another thing to give him a headache. Like this day couldn't get any worse. But he had to stay strong, he had to for Letty and for Dom, and for everyone else in their messed up family, because this was all his fault, and he would rather die than give up on it.

They continued to drive furiously, dodging cars as they went, trying to get to the point where they could make a quick U-turn and take Shaw on, but suddenly, the tank was right there, and the main gun was pointing toward them. Brian's eyes widened when a shot resounded and an explosion went off near them, catching multiple innocent people in the crossfire. Brian cursed as he swerved to avoid the worse of it, but he also cursed because more innocent lives were being lost today, and that did not make him happy.

"So, whose gotta plan B?" Rome asked over the radio.

"Plan B?" Tej's frantic voice responded, "Plan B!? We need a plan CDE, we need more alphabets!" He exclaimed, and Brian was getting tired of it.

His headache was becoming worse, and they needed to end this, now. He picked up the radio and cleared his voice before he spoke, trying to sound as normal as possible. "Hey!" He silenced them. "We do what we do best!" He exclaimed. "We improvise, alright?!" And he threw the radio down before he quickly swerved out of the way of a car he hadn't noticed before in front of him, almost losing control of the car, but he quickly corrected it before anyone could notice. He followed Dom and took a sharp U-turn, heading back toward Shaw.

They were just gaining on Shaw, when he suddenly took the tank over the divider and went to the other side, toward more innocent people, crushing them under his huge machine. Brian was furious, and he could tell the others were too. Messing with them was one thing, but bringing in innocent lives was a totally different matter. Brian's anger suddenly brought clearness to his vision as adrenaline made itself known, pushing all Brian's symptoms back and making him focus on his job.

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They had done it, finally. They had caught Shaw and got Letty back, well, sort of. And not all without some repercussions, such as the many innocent lives lost, and a lot of damage to a large highway, but they still had done it. They were all happy, finally having all of their family back together again, for the most part, but something at the back of Brian's mind kept telling him that it still wasn't over, and that wasn't the only thing Brian was feeling. Now that they were done and out of harm's way, the adrenaline was starting to die down, and Brian's fatigue, headache and soreness was coming back tenfold. Brian needed to sit down, which he did, but only for a moment when he noticed the General looking at Letty and wondering what to do with her.

"Not her." Dom said, standing in front of her.

"She was working with Shaw." His pompous voice seethed.

Brian stood a bit back, close enough to a spot where he could sit down if he needed, but close enough to Dom in case he needed back up. "Was," Dom corrected, "But she's always been one of us." And Brian nodded, walking closer to Dom, showing that he was there for him, and forgetting about his own fatigue.

"Let's give them a minute." Hobbs said, but more commanded as he looked at the General. The General looked pissed but didn't say anything, just stormed out of the door, Riley following just a moment later, then Hobbs, who gave a quick nod to Dom before leaving.

Once they left, everywhere went back to where they were before, all of them still reeling over the events of the last week. Brain probably most of all, especially when he looked at Letty. He didn't know what to think, just that he knew he should apologize for everything that he put her through. All this pain, and the questions she must have, those are on him, and she should know that, even if she doesn't remember him.

He saw her get up, most likely going to talk to Dom, but he wanted to talk to her first. He tried to get up as fast as he could, but when he did, the room swam in front of him and he almost puked at how fast the room was spinning. "Hey, you alright?" Brian looked up to see Letty standing in front of him, slightly worried but trying to look nonchalant about it.

Brian nodded and looked Letty in the eyes. "Letty, I-I don't even know how to say this to you, but-but I- uh" Brian looked away and sighed, trying to get his resolve together, before looked back at her. "Everything that's happened here is because of me." He admitted, drawing in a breath, which quickly turned into a bad idea as that erupted into a coughing fit. Letty looked startled and looked around at everyone else, hoping they knew what to do, but they looked equally as startled, except Dom, who was now glaring worriedly down at them both. She was about to ask for help, but she felt a clammy hand on her arm. She looked down and saw Brian's glazed eyes looking up at her. "I'm the one that put you undercover-" He started, his voice barely above a whisper.

Letty shook her head and smiled slightly, "Stop," She said, before continuing, "I may not remember anything," And if that phrase didn't cut through Brian's heart, then the next ones did. "But I know one thing about myself, nobody makes do anything that I don't want to." She said sincerely, before nodding and walking away, glancing back every now and then, making sure that he wasn't going to keel over, which it looked like he would do any minute.

Brian smiled slightly and chuckled to himself a bit, before he felt another coughing fit begin its way up his throat, he tried to stop it, but a few coughs came up, along with something else-a dark red, sticky substance on his hand. Brian stared at it wide eyed before quickly wiping it on his jeans as he heard the door open and Hobbs booming voice, "Hey, Toretto! You need to hear this." He was dragging in Shaw with him. What did that son of a bitch want now, can't they just leave and go home already? He wanted to crawl into bed with Mia and Luke, and just lie there for the rest of his natural born life, but this dick had to have the last words. Brian slowly stood up, with the help of the wall, but didn't move far from it, feeling that if he did, he'd collapse, and he did not want to do that in front of this man.

Everyone began standing in front of Shaw, waiting to hear what he had to say, but what they didn't want to hear was, "You really think you've won, haven't you?" There was silence, as none of them wanted to stoop to this guy's level, but that didn't matter, because he just continued anyway, looking at everyone individually, and when he looked at Brian, he swore he could see a smirk. "This code you live by, is the very reason why you weren't even in the game." He paused, Brian guessed for dramatic effects, you know, normal bad guy behavior during these type of situations. "I told you exactly what I was going to do if you didn't walk away, Toretto, but you didn't listen. I told you I could reach out and break you, whenever I want, and I have." He looked over to Brian, who was now slowly making his way over to Dom, "How are you feeling, Brian? A bit under the weather?" He asked sarcastically, causing everyone to turn to Brian, whose eyes had widened, before narrowing. He tried to make his way toward Shaw, but he stumbled and fell to his knees.

Roman called out to him and went to his side as Dom swung back to Shaw, anger in his eyes, "What did you do to him?"

Shaw scoffed, "So this is how it's going to go down," He started, not answering Dom's question, "You're going to cut me loose from these cuffs, you're going to hand me the chip, and I'll walk out of here and you're not going to follow."

"You must be joking?" The General asked.

Shaw narrowed his eyes and Dom, "If you want Brian to live to see his wife and baby; oh yes, I know about Mia and the little tike, I have my men surrounding the house as we speak." Shaw threatened, lighting the fire under Dom and Brian.

Brian quickly surged up and made his way to Shaw, throwing a weak punch at his face, and missing by a mile. Roman and Tej quickly took Brian back, practically holding him up as he sagged into them, coughing up more blood. Brian could hear Rome talking to him, he could hear his voice, but he couldn't make out what he was saying. It was like he was under water, and everything was muffled. He heard Shaw continuing talking, and he just knew that he was negotiating his release. He wanted to get up and tell Dom not to do it, but then he thought of Mia and Luke, and how if they didn't do it, they'd die…if it was just him that was on the line, he would have no problem dying right here while Shaw rotted in prison, but it wasn't, and they had no other choice. The next thing he heard was multiple guns being drawn, and he wanted to know what the hell was going on. He slowly lifted his head and saw Hobbs pointing the guy at the General, telling him to let Shaw go, and he saw Shaw and Dom having a glare off. "Dom…" He whispered, before the black edges drew nearer, and soon he could see no more, feel no more, hear no more…there was only darkness, and he embraced it.

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Alriiiiiight, cliiiiff haaaanger (For some reason I imagined Linda from Bob's Burgers saying that…) Tell me how you liked it! I am by no means a doctor or a nurse, I don't know anything medical actually, and so all these symptoms are just symptoms for a poison in my head. So, be free to give me constructive criticism! Thaaaaanks!