Heavy

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Dom leaned on the car he drove to the track, watching as a van pulled into the lot. His anger twisted hot as Brian shoved Derek particularly hard onto the rough ground. Before they split go get the bastards, Dom made everyone promise that Derek is his. Two other cars pulled in, Vince nods at Dom.

"They have friends."

"Well, so do we," Dom nods to his assembled pack. Pride flairs as they newcomers takecthem in with slight fear.

"God, they're like puppys," Letty snorts.

"We just want Stiles," Derek states, frowning.

"He isn't some bone," Roman said, stepping up. "What do you know about him anyways?"

Lydia crossed her arms, "he loves Derek, he loves us and he'll come back to us."

The Toretto pack looks to their alpha. "You have no idea what hes like, do you?"

"What?" Malia asked, looking at them.

"C'mon! Give us something interesting," Vince adds, holding his bag over a shoulder.

"He won't stay here with you," Parrish growled.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?" Mitch shouts as he stands between the groups. He looked at the McCall pack, taking in all of the confused faces. They weren't sure that Derek, Parrish, and Scott actually saw the boy.

"Mia," Dom said to the girl.

"He demanded to come here," Jesse spoke up.

"What the hell, Derek?! Do you really think you can beat them? Are you that stupid?" He looked at his pack, face softening when he sees how protective they are. He reels as a hand lands on his cheek. He stands back up, spits out blood.

"Oh, hell no," Roman growled, punching Derek. "I'm going to kill him."

"No your not," Mitch puts a hand on Roman's chest. "Dom said he wanted Derek." He walked to the male, makes eye contact with the other pack before tugging Dom into a hard kiss. "Fuck 'em up, baby. They got their warning."

"Of course," Dom smiled softly down at him. "Mia, Jesse, take him." He didnt argue, went with the other two.

Brian smirked victoriously as the jeep rolled away. He looked at Dom, waits for his order.

"I want Derek," he said shortly and they groups go at each other.

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Dom stood above Derek, a sick grin on his face. "If any of you ever come near Mitch again, I'll kill you," he tells them, kicking Derek in the head one last time. They return to their cars, drive home. Jesse, Mia, and Mitch have already set up an area for them to deal with their various injuries.

"Who got hit the worse?" Mitch asked, taking in Dom. He didnt seem too hurt, thankfully.

"Roman, Vince, Letty," Brian said, helping Roman down into the bench. Mia helped Letty sit, Vince just flopped. They clean them up, switching out when they were finished. Mitch kissed Dom when he finally got looked at last. He told the others they can go relax, he'll deal with the alpha.

He gently sat on his lap, scenting his neck. Dom followed, arms wrapping around the others waist.

"You scared the shit outta me, Dom," he said softly as he pulled away to look at his face.

"I'm sorry, baby," he replied, kissing him softly. "But I couldn't let it go."

"Its ok," he shuddered as Dom's cold hand brushed the bruising on his cheek. "It'll heal in a few days."

"I dont care," he rumbled, hugging him tightly again. "He hurt you."

"Hurt you too," Mitch tugged a little at his blood stained top.

"Nah. Healed on the way home. Most of it is those bastards."

"Good," he smiled and ducked his head back to Dom's neck. "What happened? Why did what ever is out there decide this is my life?"

"What're you talking about?"

"I stayed because Brian said I could be protected. I stayed because I needed somewhere that... that they weren't. I didn't expect to get you, to get a family like I did... I didn't expect this to be so difficult."

"What's going on?"

"I got a message, about 5 minutes before you got here. From my dad," he sighed. "Derek filmed it, apparently. Hes threatening to release it if I don't return with them. And hes going to tell the pigs here that we fucked before i was 18."

"And theres no one to say we didn't because they wouldn't believe the team," Dom connected.

"No, they wouldn't," he shakes his head and sighs. "So I have to go back."

"I'll go with you."

"He said I had to be alone."

"Mitch..."

"And I have to publically break ties with you... hes gonna be at the next race to see it."

"No."

"I cant... you'd go to jail for statutory rape. I can't let that happen."

"Mitch," he holds his face, presses their foreheads together. "I refuse to let you go back to him. We'll deal with it."

"Dom," he shakes his head. "There is no dealing with it. This past year has been the best one ever. I never thought I'd been this happy, never thought I'd be ok again... you did that. You, Letty, Brian. Roman, Mia, Vince, Jesse. Everyone. I'm sorry."

"Please stay."

"I can't. I have to leave with them."

"Mitch," he kissed him softly.

"I know, baby. I know," he sighed. "I dont wanna go either." He stands, Dom following. "Go shower. I'll check in with the others."

"Mitch," he held his wrist as he goes to leave. "Let's go for a drive after."

"Ok." He gave him one last kiss before walking into the living room.

Roman, Letty, Mia, and Jesse looked hurt, Brian and Vince had their expressions schooled but Mitch could still tell.

"You heard?"

"Yeah," Roman tugged him into a tight hug. This soon became a group hug huddle kinda thing.

"I'm going to miss you guys so fucking much."

"We'll call, and visit," Mia nodded quickly. "You won't be alone in this."

"I cant ask you guys to do that," he shakes his head.

"You didnt ask," Brian reminds.

"Thank you."