To the person who gave me the first review on this story, I want to say I'm sorry. I am sorry that you didn't like it. I am sorry that you this is a stupid concept or that it is overdone and "retarded". I am sorry you use that word, which is such a terrible thing to use and hurts people. I am sorry that you only know how to use mean words to give feedback. I am not sorry, however, that I am continuing this story.

I write what I write for myself. If other people happen to enjoy it as well, it makes my heart swell with happiness. But other people's reactions are not why I write. I enjoy it and when I get an idea I like, that I want to see play out, I write it down. I only publish it in case other people might find some enjoyment from it too.

My advice: you have that opinion about something? Don't read or view it. No one is making you. But you do not have to comment and be mean.

Anyway, a lot of people are following and favoriting this and that makes me really happy! I am a little self-conscious about it now that the person gave me that review, but like I said I like it so I hope those that like it so far continue to do so.

I only ask one thing: If you like it, let me know. If you don't, that is fine! I still like reviews even if they aren't positive...but only with constructive criticism. Don't be mean please. It doesn't help anyone. If you can't be nice about it, I don't want to hear it.

I would rather you stop reading than be mean. To all of you who aren't mean, and may actually find at least part of this interesting, thank you. I appreciate every one of you.

Thanks,
Marty

Disclaimer: I do not own the Fast and Furious series or anything familiar about it.

"Daddy."

Brian's brain took a second to register the voice that was now entering his mind. When he did, his eyes opened and the bright sunlight that had entered the bedroom now seared into his vision. Rubbing his eyes, he felt a small finger poking him in the side.

"Hey buddy." He yawned out. "What's up?"

"I'm hungry." His son stated quickly and just stared at him.

Nodding, Brian sighed. "Can you wait for me in the kitchen, buddy? I'll be right down."

Nodding quickly, Jack sped off and left the room. Brian listened as his little feet raced down the stairs and put his hands on his face. "Oh my gosh."

"I wonder how he will take all of this."

Brian looked over at his wife, and saw that she was now awake as well. She looked at him and smiled. He smiled back and they stared at each other for a moment. Brian thanked God every day for being blessed with such a wonderful woman. He wasn't sure he could handle life without her by his side.

"I guess we'll have to see." He paused. "But it might be worse if we don't hurry to the kitchen. We wouldn't want him burning the place down trying to do it himself."

Mia chuckled. "Well he is his father's son."

"What's that supposed to mean?" He asked as she got up and walked to her closet. "Mia."

She simply smiled and shut the door.

Five minutes later, they were walking together down to the kitchen and heard Jack's voice echoing throughout the halls. Stopping, they looked at each other with confused glances. Mia turned her head and smiled.

"Nora's awake." She stated.

Brian turned and saw the door to her room open, and the bed made neatly. He noticed that her things were still packed in her backpack. He hoped that uncertainty and doubt would change soon. They walked down the stairs a bit, but stopped when they caught sight of the kitchen.

Jack was standing in front of Nora, who stood in front of the refrigerator. Mia smiled, liking the outfit that the young woman had chosen. She wore a black and white striped, long sleeved shirt and a black skirt. She wore a brown belt at her midsection, knee high black socks, and black combat boots. On her head she wore a black knit beanie, and a scarf of the same material around her neck.

"Who are you?" They heard Jack ask, and almost moved to stop him.

It was Nora's response that stopped them. "I'm Nora. I'm going to be staying here for a while."

"Why?"

She smiled. "Your mommy and daddy are letting me stay here so I can be somewhere safe. They are really nice people."

He looked at her skeptically, before pointing at her. "Can you make pancakes?"

Brian looked at Mia and rolled his eyes, with a smile on his face. Nora had a similar reaction, Mia noted.

"I can, actually." She chuckled. "You know…I can make them into any shape you want."

The four year old's eyes went wide and he stared at her. "Anything?"

She nodded. "Anything."

"I want a car!" He exclaimed and jumped up and down. "A really cool one!"

She smiled again, and put her hands on her hips. "One really cool car coming up for the big man."

Brian and Mia both look at them shocked, as Jack moved forward and hugged her legs. "Thank you for being my sort of sister."

Nora smiled and knelt down next to him. "Thank you for being my sort of brother."

She tweaked his nose, and looked up as Brian and Mia walked down the stairs. Jack, seeing his parents, instantly ran to them.

"Daddy! She can make car pancakes!" He yelled and Brian chuckled.

"She can? That's crazy!" He played along and sent Nora a look, which she smiled at.

Jack nodded. "Yeah!" Then her turned and ran full speed at her.

"Wait, Jack-" Mia tried to yell to stop her son from plowing her over.

She was interrupted, however, when Nora turned and easily caught him in her arms, settled him on her hip, and looked at them. "Is it okay if I use your oven?"

A little impressed, Mia nodded. "It's your oven now too. You don't have to ask, honey."

Nora nodded, before turning back to the oven and spoke animatedly to Jack. Giving each other a look, Brian and Mia moved to get some coffee and watch the exchange between the younger two. They spoke back and forth for a few minutes, before she set him down.

"Now sit down so you can eat this." She teased and he did as he was told.

He sat patiently as she plated his food set it in front of him. She put it on the table, and Brian peeked at it. "Wow. Is that a Dodge Charger?"

She nodded. "2015. I have a thing for cars." She shrugged.

He looked at Mia. "Oh this is going to work. I like her."

"Where did you learn to make those pancakes?" Mia asked her.

Nora smiled and sat down next to Jack. "My friend Paige and I got really into watching Youtube videos of people doing it. It's not so hard once you get the hang of it."

"That is really cool." Brian told her honestly. "I've never seen something like that." Then he paused. "You know he'll want pancakes everyday now."

She chuckled. "We'll see."

A few minutes later, Jack finished his food and looked at his mother. "School?"

She nodded. "Yes you have to go to school. Come on, I'll help you get ready."

Jack raced out of the room, and Mia looked at her before following. "I was thinking that you could skip today, and maybe Letty and I could help you settle in a bit."

The red haired girl looked at her, and both adults saw the relief hidden in her eyes. "I would love that, thank you."

Mia nodded, glanced at her husband, and left the room. Silence enveloped the room for a moment before Brian cleared his throat. "You're really good with him."

Nora sat back in her chair and sighed. "I have been in my fair share of foster homes. You kind of have to be good with kids when you're constantly subjected to new ones."

With his interest piqued, Brian raised an eyebrow. "How many have you been in?" Then he stopped, shaking his head. "That was stupid, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked you that."

She waves him off. "It doesn't matter. You'd probably see it in my file at some point anyway. I've been in twelve foster homes." She caught the look on his face. "It's a lot, I know. It used to really get to me, but you learn to go with it after a while."

"Twelve? Why have there been so many?" He asked, surprised at this news.

She shrugged again. "My mom doesn't actually want me in her life, she just likes to take the happiness away from other people. Whenever she is sick of me, she sends me off, but at some point she feels like I've gotten too comfortable and takes me back again." Nora rolled her eyes and crossed one leg over the other. "It's a routine at this point."

Brian watched as she spoke about her mother, and glanced at her bruise again. It looked worse than it had the night before, but Nora didn't appear to even notice it. Even so, it made Brian angry that someone would hurt her and he wondered if it had ever happened before now.

Leaning forward, he clasped his hands together and made sure she had eye contact with him before he spoke. "You are safe here. You know that, right?"

She didn't respond, and just stared at him.

His heart broke a little that she didn't believe him, but he was going to change that. They all were.

"So, what did that little pistol say before we got down here?" He asked, changing the subject. The last thing he needed to do was make her feel awkward on her first morning with them.

"Well he told me a little bit about your family." She paused and smirked. "All of them."

Brian nodded and laughed out loud. "Oh yeah, them. I sort of forgot about them."

She shook her head. "Something tells me they won't like hearing that." She smiled. "They sound interesting."

"They are. But they are the best people you'll ever meet, I promise you that." He sipped his coffee again. "They are going to want to meet you once they hear about this. But only when you're ready."

Nora shrugged again and stood to rinse Jack's plate. "Honestly, I'm used to meeting people. It really doesn't matter to me when it is."

Brian watched her and nodded. "Cool, we'll let them know. You know you don't have to do that, right?"

Nora's expression turned to a confused one, before she looked down at the dishes she was washing. "Oh, right, sorry." She paused. "Habit."

Brian was saved from having to respond when the back door opened and his business partners walked in. No one missed the slight jump Nora gave when they suddenly appeared, but didn't comment on it.

"Hey, Bri." Letty said as Dom sat down at the table. "Nice to see you when it isn't dark out."

He snorted. "Yeah, sounds about right."

Dom turned and looked at Nora. "That's a nice shiner you got there."

Nora felt all eyes turn to her and smirked. "I guess I'm used to pissing people off. It's a bad habit of mine."

"Wonderful. You'll love the rest of this family if that is the case." Mia said as she and Jack walked back into the room.

"Hey buddy, you ready for preschool?" Dom asked him with a smile.

"Uncle Dom! Nora made me car pancakes!" He exclaimed as they walked out the door, and she saw Dom glance back at her before disappearing around the corner of the house.