(Dom P.O.V.)

"Yo, Spilner. You want a beer?" I asked Brian after he started walking away.
"Yeah, sure," Brian replies making his way towards the house.

(Brian P.O.V.)

We walk into the house and I stay by the door debating my decision on staying.

"Yo, Dom. We were just about to go looking for you, brother." I hear Vince say.
"Where were you?" Dom asks Vince.
"There were mass cops there. They came in from every direction. It was orchestrated." Vince explains to Dom.
"This your beer?" Dom asks Vince.
"Yeah, that's my beer." Vince answers.
"You all right?" I hear Letty ask Dom.
"Am I all right?" Dom asks back. Sounding like he is getting closer, I step away from the door where everyone can see me.
"It was just a question," Letty says. Vince finally sees me.

"Yo, Dom. Why did you bring the buster here?" Vince asks pissed.
"Cause he kept me out of handcuffs! He didn't just run back to the fort! The buster brought me back. Aug also didn't run back to the fort," Dom explains as August walks into the room with a Corona in her hand. "You can have any brew you want, as long as it's a Corona," Dom says facing me with two beers in hand wanting me to choose one.
"Thanks, man," I say after grabbing one.
"That's Vince's. So, enjoy it." Dom says. I take the bottom of my shirt and wipe the top off before I take a drink. This pisses Vince off badly and makes August smirk.
"Hey, bro. You got a bathroom?" I ask Dom.
"Upstairs. First door on the right." Dom answers. I walk upstairs to the bathroom.

(August P.O.V.)

"He's got no call being up in here. You don't know that fool for shit." Vince says to Dom.
"He's right, Dom." Leon chips in.
"There was a time I didn't know you." Dom fires back.
"That was in the third grade!" Vince says back. Letty has enough.
"You look a bit tired. I think you should go upstairs and give me a massage," Letty says.
"Look at all our guests," Dom says.
"How about you give me a massage?" Letty orders. They start walking upstairs and Brian comes down.

"You know you owe me a 10-second car, right?" Dom says. Brian nods his head.
"He owns you now," I say as I walk by Brian towards Vince since I know without Dom in the room they are going to fight.

(August P.O.V.)

Vince and Brian start having a deathly stare down. Then I see Mia come down the stairs and spot the two of them.

"Jesus Christ! Would you cut this shit? Come on!" Mia yells just as I finally reach Vince and wrap my arms around his stomach from the side. "Come on. Let's go get me a drink." Mia says to Brian leading him towards the kitchen.
"We were just about to get along." Vince lies to Mia, trying to make her happy, because he likes her, but settles for me. It doesn't bother me cause I at least have someone. Vince looks down at me and smiles then presses a kiss to my forehead. We walk over to his chair and sit down with me in his lap.

(Brian P.O.V.)

Seeing August wrap her arms around Vince makes me jealous. I wish she would pay attention to me like Mia does. We are about to head into the kitchen when I look back and see August sitting in Vince's lap, laughing. Vince then leans forward and kisses August. I just glare at them because I am so jealous.

"So, what do you want?" Mia asks once we are in the kitchen and breaks my glare away from August and Vince.
"Anything, as long as it's cold," I answer.
"You know, my brother likes you. He usually doesn't like anybody." Mia says.
"He's a complicated guy," I say.
"Yeah? What about you?" Mia says clearly flirting.
"I'm simpler." I lie.
"You're a shitty liar," Mia says.
"Well, I'll take that as a compliment," I say.
"But there's a problem," Mia says still flirting.
"What's that?" I ask.
"You need to get some sleep. And you definitely, definitely need a shower. Come on. I'll take you home." Mia says. We walk back to the living room and I don't see August with Vince but a different girl.

(August P.O.V.)

Vince starts talking to Leon, so I get up to go get me another beer. I barely walk into the kitchen when I see Mia flirting with Brian. I don't know why, but I kind of get jealous seeing her with him. So, I decided to go take a drive.
"Where you going?" Vince asks grabbing my hand as I head for the front door.
"For a drive. I'll be back in a little while." I say giving him a kiss on the cheek and then walking out the door before he can say anything else.

I have been driving around for about thirty minutes when I get a text saying to check in. I pull up to a beautiful house and reach under my passenger seat and switch my wallets out and grab my badge. I have to switch my wallets because I go by a different name while being a cop. It makes it easier to be around other cops, so they won't pound me with questions about being a Toretto or what Dom is doing. My cop name is Alex Wilde. I walk up to the gate and show them my badge and ID.

(August/Alex P.O.V.)

I walk in and I am greeted by Sergeant, Bilkins, and Muse.

"Let's talk about this. Muse, why don't you make us four iced cappuccinos, please." Serge orders. As we all sit down.

"I'm good," I say.
"Regular or decaf, Serge?" Muse asks.
"Never mind." Serge answers.

"Four hijackings in two months, and we have nothing. The DVD players and digital cameras are worth $1.2 million....which brings the grand total to $6 million plus. We're in the political cross-hairs now, Alex. This is why you're undercover. That's why you have that detective badge. That's why you're part of the FBI." Bilkins says.
"What does the truck driver say?" I ask.

"He gave us the same M.O.: Four Honda Civics, precision driving....the same green neon glow from under the chassis. Labs say the skid marks came back the same: Mashamoto ZX tires." Serge explains.
"Dom doesn't like any cars that are not muscle cars. But, we do know it's somebody in the street-racing world." I say lying about Dom.
"If we don't make this case, the truckers will take matters into their own hands. I tell them we're close. Are you going to make me a liar?" Bilkins says.
"Look, what do we know? We know this world revolves around Dom, right? I'm definitely not saying that he's the one that's popping these trucks....but I can guarantee he knows who is. There are these races that everybody goes to, that will give me a chance to look at..." I am saying but I'm interrupted.

"You want time, buy the magazine. We don't have time. Just get me something I can use." Serge says.
"Dom is too controlled for this," I say lying again.
"Toretto did hard time for nearly beating a guy to death..." Bilkins starts.
"You don't think I don't know that. I was in that courtroom." I say.
"He's got nitrous oxide in his blood and a gas tank for a brain," Serge says and I get up and start walking out. "Do not turn your back on him," Serge says.

I walk out to my car and get in cranking it. I look at my phone and it's 2 A.M. I head home thinking about what Serge said about Dom. "Don't turn your back on him." Goes through my mind when I think about why I am really doing this. I am doing this to protect Dom, to protect my family. "You don't turn your back on family.", I think.

I pull up to the house to see the party is over. I walk inside and see trash everywhere. Vince is still in his chair, passed out. I walk into the kitchen to see Jesse passed out on the floor. I shake Jesse trying to get him up. He just groans and rolls over. I grab under his arms and drag him to his room and lay him on his bed. Luckily his room is on the 1st floor. I finally decide to go up to my room and get some sleep, since I am going to be working in the garage later today. But, I decided not to leave Vince in his chair. I go shake him and he opens his eyes slightly.

"Come on," I say grabbing his hand and pulling him up. I help him up the stairs and instead of walking all the way to his room, we go to mine since it is right there by the stairs. I lay him down on my bed and go to change, but he grabs my hand. He pulls me to him and kisses me.

"You're amazing. You know that, right?" Vince says after kissing me.

"Yeah. I'll be back. I'm going to change." I respond. He nods and falls asleep. After changing, I lay down beside him. As I am about to fall asleep, I feel arms wrap around my waist and I'm pulled into his chest. And that's how we slept.