"Johnny, we gotta go." John groaned and smacked Gordon's hand away. "Go away," he mumbled.
"John, we have to get to the airstrip before the Russians catch up."
That woke him up. He sat up quickly, tapped his lips against Gordon's, and they hopped in the shower.
When they got out, John chose a plain black, yet very expensive suit. All their suits were custom tailored by their stylist. Gordon chose a light brown one, almost a khaki color. John pulled his unruly curls into a tight knot at his neck, and proceeded down to the twins' rooms, rapping loudly on them.
"Boys! You have 10 minutes to be showered, dressed and downstairs. You hear me?"
There was a quick shuffling and the sound of the shower turning on. " Yeah mum. Lily's already gone for the other women." Jake yelled. Jesse just yelled an agreement, already in the shower.
"Wear inconspicuous colors, and do not leave clothes strewn anywhere. I want beds made, it can't look like we were here."
They both responded and he made his way to the wing the Toretto family was staying in, down to Vince's door first. He knocked.
"You up?" There wasn't a response. He opened the door to see the room already vacated. He quickly made the bed, stuffed discarded clothes in the basket and cleaned up. The room looked untouched. He nodded to himself and made his way to Leon's room.
"Leon, up!" He yelled through the door. He groaned and threw a pillow at the door. John opened the door and picked up the pillow, balled it into a tiny ball, and launched it at Leon's face. His face was priceless as he nearly fell out of the bed, glaring at John.
"How the fuck do you make a pillow hurt?" He muttered, standing.
"Up. Hit the showers, get dressed, meet me downstairs. Make sure the room is untouched. Bed made, clothes put away neatly. See you down in 10." John vacated the room and walked to Dom's.
"You up?" No answer, so he opened the door and found it perfect. At least one of them knew what to do, was his thought as he walked downstairs.
"Hey mum!" AJ called.
"Good job, AJ! You won, next car is your pick." AJ whooped in glee, and Jesse gave him a curious look.
"The boys are awful at getting out of bed in the mornings, so we made a deal. He gets to mod the next car however he wants. I mean anything. You can help, if you stick around in Miami, though we'll be ditching that place soon enough."
His phone went off, and he looked at the ID in confusion and answered, walking to the door jamb.
"Who is this?" He demanded promptly.
"Someone who wants to collect what's mine."
"How the fuck did you get this number? How did you escape?"
"I'll keep it to myself, if you don't mind."
"The hell do you want?" He hissed.
"You know what I want, baby." The disconcerting voice cooed.
"I'm not your fucking baby, Verone. You're lucky if I don't hunt your ass down and put a bullet through your head. Call me again, and I will do exactly that." He hung up before Carter Verone could respond and made his way back to the kitchen.
Vince was sitting at the island, looking uncomfortable in the suit he was wearing. Mia was helping Lily in the kitchen, and Letty was exploring the house. AJ and Jesse were crowded around a laptop, scanning through what looked like a parts list, talking quietly to each other. The twins made their way downstairs and started checking the house, just in case.
"Thank you, Lily, for getting them up. You are a true miracle." He said, and she shrugged.
"It's certainly easier than getting drunkards up when they're passed out flat."
"Well, in those cases you've got us to kick their ass out the door." She giggled and handed him a cup of black coffee. He thanked her and joined Vince.
"You live in these things?" Vince was still pulling at his collar, voice filled with disgust. John chuckled.
"Practically. You get used to it. That one probably isn't all too comfortable, it was tailored for Jesse specifically. You'd need to be measured. I can arrange that when we get where we're going." Vince gave him a look.
"You talk like you plan on keeping us around. Look, buster. I've been a real dick. It's just, well, I'm protective of our family, like Dom. I should've been thankful, and I am now. You saved our lives, gave us a place to stay, act like we're a part of your family."
John turned to him and put a hand on his shoulder. "Vince, of course I plan on keeping you with us. Why did you think I went for you? We're Takers. We take, we don't give back. You're stuck with us. And I get it, I betrayed your trust. I regret it. I plan on making up for it."
A voice from behind him answered. "You already have, buster. Already have. On another note, that husband of yours, as much as I hate to say it, has great taste."
John turned and examined Dom. He was sharply dressed in a maroon suit that almost looked like it was tailored perfectly for him. Letty whistled and Mia gasped.
"Dom! You look so nice!"
Dom scowled jokingly. "Thanks a lot,"
'You know what I meant. Now eat while it's still hot!" She demanded, and they passed around plates. While they ate, John rinsed off the pans and put them away, threw away the trash, and cleared out the dishwasher for a new round of them. Jake finished early and helped him load the dishwasher. Just as he put the last in, his phone rang. He quickly dried his hands and answered.
"Il piano è pronto, signore." The caller said.
"Perfetto. Saremo lì tra circa una settimana. Grazie di tutto, Nico."
The entire Toretto clan stared at him in shock.
"Ci vediamo allora, signore."
John hung up, and met their curious faces.
"Since when do you speak Italian?" Leon demanded. The twins chuckled.
"Mum knows a lot of languages."
Gordon stood and faced them all.
"Alright, everyone listen, please."
John copied Gordon. "We will be making our way to the airport. The Benito Juarez airport, to be specific. We will be splitting up. Gordon will be transporting Dom, Mia, AJ, Lily, and Leon. I will be with Vince, Jesse, Letty, and the twins. I'm sorry for splitting you up, but both sides need to be protected. I know for a fact that Dom, Leon, Vince, my three boys, Gordon and myself can aptly shoot. Girls, nothing against you, you are all scary as fuck, but I don't want lovers with each other. We can't have weak links, where someone has to defend someone else who they love. Everyone understand?"
Letty chuckled. "Loud and clear, boss."
John turned to his family. " You all know the drill. It goes to shit, split up. Don't come after us, or vice versa. We'll meet at our place, you remember?" They nodded, and Gordon pulled John to him.
"You better not take unnecessary risks, princess." He growled. John laughed, and kissed him. "Same for you."
The front door opened, and the takers were all immediately on their feet, guns drawn. The person held up their hands, and John walked to meet him.
"Knock next time, Jared." He warned, and the man handed him two sets of keys.
"Apologies, boss. Your vehicles are parked out on the street and ready." He had a slight Russian accent. John noticed a silver glint in his hand. He swiftly brought his hands up and broke the man's neck. The knife left a deep red line on his arm. John walked back to the Toretto clan and put a finger to his lips.
"New plan. Backdoor now. Gordon will lead you. Jake, guard them. Jesse Attica, with me." Gordon led them out the door, and they crept out.
John grabbed two automatic rifles from under the couch and gave one to Jesse. They nodded to each other, and grabbed the man under his arms, throwing him out the door. Jesse pulled the gun up and hit a man thrice in his stomach. Brian followed behind him, and they fought their way through the swarm.
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In the back, Gordon led them through to the spare garage and uncovered two black vans, with decals and advertising.
"AJ, you drive one. Everyone in, now."
They heard shots start popping off. Dom and Vince gave a worried look towards the house.
"They're fine, trust me. I never would've left 'em if I wasn't sure. AJ, you know where to go. Don't stop. Jake, with him. Dom, I want you with me. Shit goes south, you're a solid driver.
They piled into the vans and pulled away from the house and neighborhood, and as they hit the highway, the tension left only just slightly.
Gordon prayed to whatever higher entity that existed, that Johnny was okay.
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AN: I know it's a bit confusing, as there are two Jesse's. For clarity, Jesse Toretto, and yes I know that isn't his last name, is the one mainly with AJ. Jesse Attica is normally with Jake Attica.
Disclaimer: I own the plot, nothing else!
Translations:
I have the place ready, sir.
Perfect, we'll be there in about a week. Thank you so much, Nico
See you there, sir.
Thank you so much for reading, I'll see you next chapter!
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