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Fast and Furious 5
You won’t find many girls at a street race who aren’t wearing hot pants and tube tops. But Annabelle Toretto was one of the few. She sat on the bonnet of her brother’s charger talking with Roman about some of the trouble he had got up to with Brian when they were younger. The atmosphere was something Belle had loved since before she could drive when she would sneak out of the house to watch Dom beat everyone. Street racing in Rio gave her the same buzz that it had when she was 15 in LA even if she wasn’t actually in the car.
All was going pretty damn smoothly if you had asked Belle until a group of obviously American agents dressed in bulletproof vests carrying guns that were a bit overkill arrived.
“Toretto!” The lead guy called, immediately killing the atmosphere of the street race.
The group slowly turned around, none of them looking particularly concerned about the fact that there were at least 10 guys armed with guns stood in front of them. Brian raised his eyebrows as an almost challenge and Dom smirked whilst Belle looked in shock at the person standing in front of her. She wasn’t quite sure she could believe that her boyfriend from New York, who she had left without a goodbye to help break her brother out of prison, was standing in front of her to try to arrest them.
“Luke?” She whispered hesitantly, ignoring the questioning glance from her brother.
“Annabelle?” Hobbs responded before remembering why he was there, “you’re under arrest.”
“Arrest?” Dom challenged, “I don’t feel like I’m under arrest. How about you Brian?”
Brian smirked back, “Nah not one bit,” he looked Hobbs dead in the eye, “not even a little bit.”
“Oh just give it a minute,” he answered, “it’ll sink in.”
Brian sighed, “we didn’t kill those feds. Reyes did.”
“I don’t give a shit. I’m just here to bring in 2 assholes whose names hit my desk,” Hobbs bit back.
He smirked, “yeah. That sounds like a real hero.”
“That’s funny,” the agent moved closer to them which made Belle hold her breath, “from a guy who took the oath of a cop then went against everything it stood for. Or some wannabe tough guy prick who beat a man half to death with a socket wrench. Real tough. You turn around and put your hands behind your back.”
Dom stood up from against the charger, “I don’t think so.”
“Your mistake is thinking you have a god damn choice boy,” Hobbs spat as all his agents drew their guns.
He smirked, “your mistake? Thinking you’re in America. You’re a long way from home. This is Brazil.”
Every person surrounding the little conflict pulled out their gun. They were smaller in size but there were significantly more people. Belle bit her lip, hoping that Luke would get the message and leave them alone. Dom and Hobbs stared each other down before one of the other agents came forward, “come on, boss. Another day.”
When he made no sign to move she stepped forward, “leave it, Luke. You’re outnumbered.”
“I’ll see you soon Toretto,” Hobbs answered eventually.
Dom smirked, “looking forward to it cop.”
Hobbs didn’t move for a moment but he turned to leave anyways, closely followed by the rest of his team. No one moved for a good minute except to put their guns away until Belle moved from her seat on the charger’s bonnet to get into the car.
“You can get back with Brian. I need to get some air,” she said before any of them could question her and shutting the door, not waiting for any response before pushing the car out through the crowd.
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Back at the warehouse, Dom slammed the door of the ‘papa smurf’ car, “why does the fucking cop know Belle?”
“I don’t know!” Brian argued back, “stop being angry about something that has nothing to do with me.”
Mia came into the garage, “why are you both shouting? Where is Belle?”
“Wouldn’t we like to know,” Dom muttered, “she drove off in the charger. Something about needing some air.”
Brian sighed, “Agent Hobbs turned up and it uh, turns out that Belle knows him. After they all pulled the guns she was the one to convince him to leave. Then she left.”
“I see,” Mia commented.
Her brother groaned, “so that is the secret she has been keeping since she came back from New York.”
The other guys pulled into the garage, “what was that all about?”
“That is what we are trying to find out Roman,” Dom snapped.
Roman raised his hands in surrender, “sorry man.”
“Well then,” Tej interrupted, “we might as well get dinner going instead of just sitting around waiting for Belle to come home.”
Brian pulled a face but followed the others into the general area of the warehouse. They were all concerned about Belle and her sudden disappearing act as it wasn’t particularly in character for her. Dom was rather overprotective of his sister and that attitude had rubbed off on the rest of the group.
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Rio was beautiful during the day but at night Belle found it mesmerising. The lights were captivating and she found that watching the world from so far away helped her think. Belle sat on the bonnet of the charger she had commandeered from her brother staring blankly at the city in front of her.
Her head was spinning. Her 2 lives had collided. New York and LA had come together in Brazil of all places. The look of confusion and anger on Dom’s face when he realised that she knew the very person that was trying to take them down was something Belle wasn’t sure she would ever be able to forget. And Luke’s face when he realised why she had left him without a goodbye had made her heartache. One could say she was stuck between a rock and a hard place.
The logical part of her brain said that she could explain it all to her family and they would understand but the emotional side, the one was working right now, said that they wouldn’t forgive her for being with a cop. Despite that they had forgiven Brian, it hadn’t exactly happened overnight and Belle wasn’t sure she could be without them for so long.
A shiver ran down her spine. She hadn’t brought a jacket to the street race because the night had been warm enough but now the air had cooled and she was cold. It was probably her signal to go home but Belle wasn’t sure she was ready to face her family yet.
Her phone buzzed against the charger’s bonnet. Belle picked it up to read the message from her sister; ‘come back, Belle. Everyone is worried about you and we just want to know that you are safe x’. Belle sighed. Mia was right. So, with a heavy sigh, she slipped off the bonnet of the car and into the front seat before driving home.
‘I’m coming back but I’m sure it won’t hurt to leave them to worry a little longer x’. Mia laughed at her sister’s text message, that was most definitely in character for her, “I reached her and she said she’s on her way back. Don’t know how long she will be.”
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Dom and the team were sat quietly on the array of sofas drinking from half-empty Corona bottles when the familiar sound of the charger pulling into the garage filled the warehouse. He went to get up but Mia pushed him back into the sofa, “let her come to us.”
Belle strode into the warehouse and, without saying anything to the group, she took a beer from the fridge and sat down next to Mia.
“Right then,” Belle began, “get all your fucking questions out of the way.”
Mia cut in before their brother began, “how do you know Hobbs?”
“Well as you are all aware after I left LA I ended up in New York. I was working at a bar in Brooklyn and Luke came in after working a case and we ended up talking. It sounds cheesy and it was not my plan but I fell for him. He made me feel safe and after everything that happened it was what I needed,” Belle explained.
Brian pitched in, “why did you leave?”
“Mia called me. Said that everything had gone tits up with Dom and they were gonna bust him out of a prison bus and they needed my help. So I packed my bags and left New York to come help,” she answered.
Tej pulled a face, “then why didn’t you guys have the CIA on your asses?”
“Because I didn’t tell him.”
Brian looked confused, “then why does he think you left?”
“See that’s the thing,” She took a swig of her beer, “I didn’t say anything. I just left one night without any explanation. I didn’t want to put our family in danger so I just didn’t say anything about it.”
Mia gave her sister a sideways hug, “no wonder you’ve been so down since you came here.”
“I just hope you guys don’t hate me for it. I can get over it in time,” Belle responded.
Dom shook his head fondly, “why would we hate you, Belle? We all know that you had a life outside of our family. And you didn’t risk any of us so that is all that matters.”
“Okay,” she decided, “enough talk about me. I’m starving. Who’s cooking?”
Roman stood up, “I’ll get the grill going?”
The rest of the guys followed him out to the courtyard leaving Mia and Giselle with Belle.
“So what are you going to do?” Giselle asked.
She shrugged, “I don’t know. I can’t exactly just go and talk to him considering I’m currently on the most wanted list of the CIA and he’s the lead agent on the case to find us.”
“I guess you’ll just have to see.”