Brian let out a sharp breath, his body going rigid as a painful cramp tore through him like a vice, stealing his breath.

Dom noticed instantly, his gaze snapping to Brian with sharp concern. "Brian, you good?"

Mia stepped closer, her voice steady but edged with worry. "What's wrong?"

Brian didn't respond immediately, his hands clutching his stomach as another wave of pain hit. Around him, the group's easy demeanor vanished—Leon, Jesse, Vince, and Letty all exchanged worried glances, their attention zeroed in on him.

Izzy and Abby, standing further away, froze in place before rushing toward him, their faces pale with alarm. Izzy's voice was firm, though a tremor betrayed her worry. "Dad, what's going on? Are you okay?"

Abby followed, her tone sharper with urgency. "Talk to us! What's happening?"

Brian clenched his jaw, determined to shake off the concern. His eyes flicked between the worried faces of his daughters and the group. "I'm fine," he forced out, his voice tight. "Just a cramp. No big deal."

Izzy frowned, her skepticism clear. "That's not nothing. You don't look fine."

Abby stepped in closer. "You need to sit down. This isn't normal."

Brian straightened slightly, forcing a small smile through the discomfort. "It's nothing. I'll be alright. Just need a minute."

Dom stepped forward, his voice cutting through the conversation like steel. "Brian, don't push this. You look rough."

Brian finally nodded, the pain easing just enough to speak with more control. "Alright. Maybe a little help wouldn't hurt."

Without hesitation, Izzy and Abby took his arms, steadying him as they guided him toward the house. The group fell silent, their usual confidence muted by the weight of the moment. This wasn't just a cramp, and they all knew it.

As they reached the house, Brian let the girls ease him onto the couch, his breathing shallow but steadying. Izzy crouched beside him, her gaze unwavering. "Let us handle this, Dad. You don't have to tough it out alone."

Abby added softly but firmly, "You've always looked out for us. Now it's our turn."

Brian looked between them, a flicker of emotion breaking through the stoicism. He nodded, his voice low but steady. "Thanks, girls. I'll take it easy… just for now."

The group outside stayed close, the tension hanging heavy as the reality of the situation set in. Inside, Brian sat back, finally allowing himself to let go, if only for a moment. And for the first time in a long time, he realized he didn't have to shoulder everything alone.