Dom was sitting on the couch after a long day in their garage in Mexico. Mia and Letty were cooking, Leon and Vince were watching the news and Jesse was showing Dom blueprints on his laptop. Jesse had survived the shootout from the Trans with only a shot to his lower chest, and Vince's arm had healed a long time ago.
The cops had tried to put Vince under for the heists, but the trucker never came forward with information. Vince was in jail for two weeks and then they were forced to let him go. Jesse had been in a coma for weeks, and for a while it was touch and go. They refused to pull the plug on him though, and he woke up after 3 weeks. They were relieved and thrilled. The hospital kept him for another week before discharging him.
It had now been 6 years since all the shit with the buster, since Brian handed Dom those keys, since he took the fall and went to Lompoc for the team, since he went missing. Dom couldn't deny the betrayal he felt, but it was hard to hold a grudge for that long. He couldn't deny the attraction he had felt and still feels for Brian. The worry about the fact that he was missing.
A knock sounded at their door. Vince stood and pulled a Glock, holding at his side as Dom answered the door.
The men standing there were dressed smartly in Armani suits. The first was over 6 ft with dark skin and suspicious eyes that tightened the second he opened the door. The other's blue eyes landed on Dom immediately. His unruly blonde curls were pulled back in a tie at the nape of his neck. Familiar blonde curls. Too familiar.
Their buster had come home.
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John knocked at the door urgently, Gordon by his side. Gordon's suspicious eyes were glancing around, scanning for threats. The twins were guarding the parameter, and AJ was manning the vehicle.
"This is dangerous," Gordon whispered. John nodded as the door was opened.
"Holy shit, Brian?" Dom asked in shock.
"Dom, listen to me very closely. You and your family are in danger, so you can either be killed in your home within the next 3 minutes, or come with us and we'll explain. There is no third option, and I'm not getting my family killed for you. Whatever you decide, hurry up because we're all being hunted." Gordon's phone vibrated and he answered it.
'What the hell is going on?" Dom demanded.
"We got company!" Jake whisper-yelled.
"Fuck! Dominic, either get killed or get your family and follow us now!" Gordon commanded.
"We'll explain everything in the car," John said, pulling a gun and making his way down the pathway.
Dom made the split second decision to trust them. "Mia, Leon, Vince, Jesse, Letty, let's go!"
They all rushed to the door to see what was wrong. "Dom, what's going on?" Mia asked.
"No time! Follow Johnny, stay silent, do whatever he says." Gordon spoke quietly, also pulling a weapon.
Vince went first, holding his Glock in the ready position, one hand poised to protect Mia, who was behind him, at any cost. Leon and Letty followed, with Jesse and Dom bringing up the rear, Gordon guarding them from behind.
"G, they're 2 minutes away from you, if not less." Jake told him through the phone. Gordon signaled to John, holding up a single finger. John made it down to the car, and met AJ's eyes, who unlocked the car.
"Get in," AJ said in a low voice, keeping an eye out through the window. There wasn't much room, so Mia sat on Vince's lap, Letty on Leon's. A small part of John's brain wondered when that had happened, but he dismissed it. He was a Taker. He needed to stay focused. He wasn't part of Dom's family anymore.
Dom got in after his family, and Gordon took a seat next to him.
John took one more glance around and noticed headlights in the distance. He swiftly hopped in the passenger seat and motioned to AJ, who started the car and hightailed it out of there.
"We're out. Meet us at the halfway point. Don't stop for anything.
"What if we get pulled over?" A cheeky response came through the speaker.
John responded. "Name one time you've been pulled over Jake?"
Jake laughed and hung up. Brian did a 180 in his seat to face the family.
"I apologize for pulling you out of your home." Gordon interrupted him, snorting. "Don't apologize, Johnny. You just saved their life. That's more than they ever gave you."
Vince looked pissed. "Excuse me? He was a fucking cop! He invaded our home and lied! Lied about his name, profession, his feelings. Why the fuck should we ever trust him? And who the fuck is Johnny? His name is Brian, the fucking narc. Who the fuck are you?" Dom went to shut him down, but John waved his hand.
"Actually, Vincent, my name is John Rahway. This man is Gordon Cozier. And I do not give a flying fluttering fuck whether or not you trust me. Go ahead, jump out right now. Let the fucking Russians put 60 bullets in your body. The only fucking reason I came tonight, was because I, unfortunately, still care about what happens to you all. No, I am not a narc. The fucking opposite in fact." AJ snorted. John gave him a look.
"Never heard that one before, mum. Flying fluttering fuck, eh? Jesse would go wild for that shit."
"Mum? Who are you, kid?" Letty asked, curiosity coloring her voice.
"I'm AJ, ma'am." He answered respectfully. Letty chuckled.
"Ma'am, huh? I like this kid."
John turned to Gordon.
"G, where's Naomi as of right now?"
"Still in the facility. I've already sent guards there. She can't be touched. You covered Lily right?"
"Yes, she's safe."
Dom decided to speak up at this point. "Look, buster, you owe us an explanation. First, who the fuck are the Russians and why do they want to kill us?"
AJ made a comment under his breath. "Fuck you, Ghost."
"Language!" John said in a mocking tone.
"Fuck you too!" They chuckled, before turning somber again.
"A member of our crew got caught by the pigs and went to jail. He was released a few days ago. He showed up in my house unexpectedly, wanting his cut. That was fine and all, but he pulled up plans for a -" John cut off, giving Gordon a look.
"Just tell them. We're all over the news anyway, not that anyone knows it's us."
"He pulled us into a plan for another heist, for an armored vehicle. Turns out he was working with some shady Russian gang. We barely pulled off the heist, and we were in an apartment, getting plans set up for our departure. He bolted, and the Russians attacked the place. We barely made it out. We came for you all, because Ghost had somehow figured out about my old affiliations with you. They were going to take you out. Now, we're on route to Miami as of tomorrow, for a few more. Tej, Suki, and a friend of mine. Name's Roman. We've kept in contact."
There was total silence for all of three seconds before all of their questions exploded.
"That heist was you?" Leon demanded.
"You know Tej and Suki?" Was Letty's question.
"A Russian gang?" Jesse's voice was half in awe, half concerned.
But Dom raised his voice above all.
"You kept in contact with them, but decided we were what? Sour milk to you?" He sounded enraged and hurt. AJ spoke up, furious.
"Damn right you were sour dirt, Dominic Torretto. You left him on the side of those train tracks, for the cops to put 3 fucking bullets in him. Left him in Lompoc with no contact. And he looked for you, you know. After he got out. Eventually he settled down in Miami, thinking that maybe if he made a name for himself you'd come to him, seek him out. Then he was picked up, and the cops forced him into another job. And you want to know what he asked for in return? Pardons! For you and your team. But he never could find you to let you know. Then luckily, G found him at a race. We needed a skilled driver. He's saved my life more times than I have appendages. If that doesn't make you sour dirt, I don't know what does."
John put a hand on his shoulder, murmuring to him softly as he pulled into a huge garage of an even bigger house. There was an inconspicuous van sitting there, with an advertisement for extremely fast internet.
"G, wait for my signal." John said, getting out with his gun in hand.
"Is this Men In Black? Because it looks like a scene from Men In Black." Jesse said. AJ laughed.
"Dude, I love that movie. Pissed mum off one time because I kept quoting it whenever I saw him. Jake and Jesse loved that one."
"Who's that?" Leon asked.
"You're about to find out,' Gordon muttered, a hand on the door, just in case something went wrong.
Two nearly identical men walked out, and conversed with John for a moment. Dom took the opportunity to examine them. They were both caramel skinned, just barely lighter than Gordon's dark mocha. One had curly hair cut close to his scalp with boyish features. He was wearing a pair of smart slacks with a polo tucked in. The other had closely shaved hair and a thin goatee. They were dressed identically, though one had a woman holding on to his arm, who hugged John. She had beautiful features and long wavy brown hair. She was dressed in a long black dress, a blazer over it.
Gordon got out and signaled for them to do the same.
"Hey G!" One of them called out.
"No incidents?" He asked. They gave him identically mischievous grins.
"Who, us?" They asked simultaneously. He shook his head, chuckling.
"Hello, fine people! I'm Jake, and this is Lily, my beautiful fiance." They shook everyone's hands.
"I'm Jesse, and this is my beautiful AR!" He positioned it on his shoulder in a way that resembled a couple's hold.
They all shook his hand. AJ hopped out after locking down the car and started covering it, before jogging over to them.
"We leave in the morning, at first light. Just so everyone is aware, this is entirely optional. Just know, if you stay behind, you are at risk of Ghost finding you. He will not show you mercy. And that is if the Russians don't find you first."
Vince couldn't quite contain his awe at a house that so obviously was worth more than he could ever hope to have. "This is your house?"
They all snorted. "No, this is a meetup place. Though if your question is, do we own it? Yes, we do. It was a wedding present." Jake responded.
"But you're not even married yet. You said fiance." Vince responded. Gordon chuckled and brought John into his arms. John held up a hand, where they could see an expensive wedding band glittering.
"G is very over the top with gifts." He said cheekily, and Gordon kissed him gently.
"That's not the only thing he's over the top with," Jesse muttered.
Jake coughed, potentially to cover up the word he just muttered. "Possessive,"
'Buster, you're married? To him? And you're not only a thief, but one of the biggest ones ever, one they have yet to even catch a glimpse of?" Vince sounded impressed.
"Of course. Like I said, the fucking opposite of a narc, Vincent."
Jake and Jesse gasped. "You called mum a narc and still have your head? You should consider yourself lucky."
John playfully smacked them on their arms, but it was really more of a punch. Lily smiled at the women and approached them.
"If you'd like to change, I have plenty of clothes. Both Naomi and I have a room here, and an excess of multi sized clothes. You can take whatever you'd like. I can also show you to some rooms."
"That would be lovely. C'mon, Vince." Mia said, and Vince followed behind her. Leon trailed behind Letty, giving Dom a nod as he walked away. Jesse was trailing around, examining all the parked cars. AJ walked up to him.
"Hey, man. Wanna come with me? I've got a bunch of schismatics. Mum told me all about you. Said you like that too? I can show you on the plane tomorrow, cause we need to sleep right now. Mum does not like it when we're late. Plus, I've got some clothes for you."
Jesse agreed right away and they walked out, leaving Dom with John, Gordon, and the twins.
"Hey, Dominic. I've heard all about your heists. Wanna trade notes?" Jesse asked.
"We've got some tips for ya!" Jake added enthusiastically.
"Boys, I do not need you teaching him how to blow up a semi and make it look like an accident. Just show him to a room, and lend him some of my clothes." Gordon ordered.
"And let him pick a gun. Shit hits the fan, I need him to be able to defend himself. Make sure Vince and Leon have one too." John added.
"I'll go, but Brian?"
"Yes, Dom?"
"I'd like to talk on the way tomorrow. Preferably alone," he glanced at Gordon.
"That's fine Dom. Go with the boys. Get some sleep. We've got trusted people guarding the house. Sleep with that gun under your pillow, just in case."
Dom nodded, and with one final glance at John, followed Jesse and Jake.