Julianna 'Jules' Toretto the older sister to Mia and the youngest to Dom. She's a feisty and strategic racer who learned the best from her brother and friends. Family is everything to Jules, that is until a certain blonde works his way into her home...
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THE NEXT DAY, EVERYTHING WAS ready and set to go. Julianna and Mia huddled around the computer as the group worked diligently around them.
"Hobbs is on the other side of the city." Mia called, turning her head away from the computer. "We're not going to get a better window."
"Okay, guys, it's showtime!" Dom yelled, rolling up the map. "First team in position, let's go."
The first team comprising most of the group drove away in their cop cars, except for Gisele, who travelled by motorcycle.
Mia walked away from her sister and talked to Vince as he worked on the car in front of him. Dom stood in the exit's clearing, watching the group's cars slowly fade from his vision.
Jules sighed, closing her eyes tightly as Brian walked up behind her. His hands rested on either side of her, and he placed kisses on her jaw. "Moscow, Bali, Goa, Hong Kong. And what do they all have in common?"
"No extradition." Jules answered, adjusting herself to see him. "Which one do we choose?" She smiled, pressing her lips to his.
"We're one hour away from the rest of our lives. We'll find the place." He reassured her as she nodded, feeling a sense of warmth invade her.
Suddenly, cars flew into the warehouse, tires screeching. "Cops!" Vince yelled, grabbing Mia's hand as the two backed away.
"Come on, go," Brian harshly whispered, pushing Jules forward. The couple ran out onto the same path Mia and Vince took, leaving Dom to fight his own battle.
As Jules rounded a corner, a gun met point blank in her face. She stopped abruptly, raising her hands up to show she was defenseless.
She looked around, seeing Vince and Mia in a similar position, but Brian had his hands bound by an officer. "Walk." The officer commanded, signaling with his gun.
Jules turned on her feet, following the rest as they made their way back inside. Grunts and punches echoed through the place as Jules caught a glimpse of her brother fighting.
She watched anxiously as Dom and Hobbs got sent through the window and wrestled on the floor. "Dom!" Mia yelled, trying to get to their brother.
"Stand back. I got this," Dom grunted as Hobbs landed a punch to his face. Dom gained control of the fight, rolling the two over and throwing a few punches.
"Brian, let me go." Jules clenched her jaw, trying to pry her boyfriend's hands off her, but his grip never faltered. He'd never let her go; he couldn't risk losing her.
Hobbs found a wrench trying to swing at Dom, but missed, and it fell from his hands. The two fell to the floor again, blood spilling from both their faces as Dom raised his hand, holding the once fallen wrench.
