Heavy

7

Mitch smiled at Brian, its tense and sad. "No news."

"Ok, fine," Brian nods, swallows. "We still have time."

"9 hours," Mitch agrees, brushing a stray bit of dirt from Brian's shoulder.

"I wanna show you something, Mitch!" Jesse bounds over. Mitch smiled and he walked with Jesse to the computer.

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4 hours until the race, and the pack was having its pre-game barbecue. Mitch helped Dom out on the grill, Mia and Letty set the table and grabbed stuff from the kitchen. Roman and Brian were on beer duty, Jesse and Vince were showering in the last shift. Mitch kissed Dom's cheek and looked at the girls.

"I dont know how tonight's going to go, but I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"For what ever happens," Mitch looked at him. "But promise me, if cops bust the race, you do not stop. Just get home and I'll be there as soon as I can be."

"What're you planning?" Dom frowned at him, placing a hand on his hip. "You know you can tell me anything."

"I know, baby... just, dont freak, and dont kill anyone, alright? I may have to move, but I refuse to lose you with it."

"Alright," Dom kissed his forehead.

"EW PDA!" Mia threw a small rock at them. Mitch returned the favor.

"Shut up," he rolled his eyes and they return to their tasks. Roman and Brian return just after Jesse and Vince return outside for dinner. Brian offered Mitch a soda but he quiet took a beer.

"You sure?" Dom question softly.

"This could be my last day here. I'm not going to hide on the roof just to drink a beer," he explained and settled on his lap. Dom nodded and dinner began.

They recounted stories of the boys stay there, making everyone laugh.

"I have something for everyone," Mitch stood and tugged his shirt off.

"Thanks, but we're not into that whole pack orgy thing," Vince joked. Everyone laughed, Mitch shook his head.

"Dumbass," he peeled back the wrapping and gauze off of a tattoo on his ribs. In bold black ink and block letters, is 1327, the address for the house. "Now I can take you wherever I go." Everyone stood at that, attacking Mitch into a group hug.

"We love you," Letty assured softly.

"I love you guys too," he answered. They break, return to their meals and Mitch pulls his shirt back over his head.

He was nervous, picked at his food and pushed it around his plate. Dom rests a hand on his knee, gives a gentle squeeze.

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Beacon Hill Pack POV
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Parrish growled softly, tossing his phone down on the table. Lydia looked at him in confusion, Scott shakes his head.

"The sherriff sent Stiles the tape. Proof, I guess," he rubbed his face and shakes his head.

"Look, we know what's good for him. We grew up with him. He'll make the right choice," Scott decided. "There is no way some wannabe pack like the Toretto's is where he wants to be. Not after they nearly killed us."

"You instigated that," Allison mentioned. Scott growled at her. "You went onto their turf. You made a move on the alpha's boyfriend, and then refused to back off. You'd do the same if someone did that to Malia."

"Malia can handle her own, and she'd never leave us," Kira said confidently.

"Stiles left his entire family for some blondie who he never talked too," Derek huffed. "He left Noah, Scott, you, me, everyone who ever cared about him."

"He just lost his way. He'll be home soon," Scott huffed and shakes his head.

"He'll be home soon," they all agreed.

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Toretto Pack POV
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Mitch chatted happily with Brian, who was sitting next to him on the roof of a car, and Roman, who leaned between them on the doors. Dom watched as he and Letty finish wiping down the car he was racing. Through their bond, he could feel the nerves sparking under the happiness. He reassured him quietly, the boy looking over at him with wonder. He jumped down, bounces over. Dom smiled as they hug, he kissed his forehead.

"I love you," Mitch muttered softly.

"I love you," Dom replied, humming. They kiss again before Mitch shudders and pulls away. "Babe?"

"Hes here. Derek's here," he whispered softly, hiding in Doms neck.

"How'd you know?"

"Sixth sense. I can always tell when hes staring. Got better at it when he got drunk. Hed look at me like he is right now. Possessive, dark, like he owned me."

Dom growled lowly, holding him closer. "You know where he is?"

Mitch goes quiet for a moment before looking around a little. "Hes on the other side of the street. Near Tran's crew." Dom turned to look. Sure enough, there the male was. Mitch turned, pressed his back to Dom's chest and wound the others arms around him.

"Hey, everything ok?" Roman asked as he and Brian join.

"Derek's here. I'm going to assume the rest of his pups are around some where," Dom informed. "Rome, go tell everyone. Eyes on Mitch at all times, got it? I dont want surprises. And get some of Hector's boys to find them."

"Yeah," the man jogged off the one side.

"I'll go that way," Brian went the other direction. Letty stuck by her best friend and ex, before both realized they were bisexual that swang hard for the same gender as them.

"We good?" Vince asked, looking around.

"Dont know. I want one if you to stay with Mitch when Bri, Rome, and I are racing. Got it?"

"Yeah," both nod.

"You don't have to," Mitch spoke up. "I'm not worth that much trouble."

"Yes you are," Dom assured. "Once we figure everything out and it's all calm again, I swear I'm gonna marry you," he leaned down, kissed his mate mark.

"Sounds an awfully lot like a proposal," Mitch leaned back on his shoulder.

"That's because it is," Dom answered.

"Good."