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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"FELLAS, YOU BETTER HURRY UP. They just took the convoy." Tej walk-ied in. His voice echoed in each car as they sped down the road, trying to keep up with Shaw and his team. "And Dom, Letty's with them."
Jules sighed heavily and tightened her grip on the steering wheel. She knew this was a possibility and the selfish bone in her body wished Letty would have some sort of realization and come back home.
"We stick to the plan." Dom's voice followed soon after and Jules glanced in her left mirror, seeing the racers on the bridge ride off on motorcycles.
"All right, you heard the man. Let's play this fast and clean. That thing's heading your way." Jules tried to keep up with the boys, pressing her foot harder against the gas.
"Uh, guys, we gotta come up with another plan. They got a tank." Tej announced and Jules's eyes widened.
"I'm sorry, did somebody just say 'a tank'?" Roman questioned as the four in vehicles headed straight for Shaw.
As the four raced down on the opposite side of the road, Shaw's tank released large-caliber shells, blowing up two cars in front of them. Jules' vehicle swerved and drove through the smoke and flames, nearly colliding with Brian.
"Drive faster." She said into her walkie, rolling her eyes.
"So, who's got a plan B?" Roman asked, while Jules looked over her shoulder quickly to see the damage.
"Plan B? We need a plan C, D, E. We need more alphabets!" Tej yelled back and Jules held back a chuckle.
"Hey, we do what we do best." Brian said into the walkie.
"And what's that? Flee the country?" Jules snickered back, knowing now was the worst possible time to make a joke.
"We improvise, all right." Brian declares while shaking his head and trying to ignore his wife's comment. Jules changed gears and turned her wheel to the right hard, allowing the car to drift around an island and onto the other side of traffic.
The four quickly crept up to the tank, only for it to abruptly slow down and crash through the cement walls, driving into oncoming traffic. The tank drove without mercy and ran over any vehicle without care.
Jules' jaw clenched and instead of waiting for the next chance to cross paths, she drove through the broken barrier with Roman behind her. Jules's head snapped back at a man who had barely gotten out of his car in time for it to get smashed.
"Take their attention away from the people!" Dom ordered. Jules and Roman drove side by side, trying to get a clear path to get in front of the tank, but each time a vehicle would swerve by trying to divert from danger.
"Fuck it." Jules muttered and took the leap of faith, wedging her car in the spacing and surprisingly making it in front of the tank.
Beside her, Roman had joined her with ease and laughed his head off while he tapped the wheel excitingly. Jules shook her head with a smile and looked at her mirror...her heart dropped.
"Julianna!" She heard Brian's voice and instinctively she dropped both her feet to the brakes as a shell from the tank exploded right in front of their vehicles.
The tank caught both Roman and Jules' vehicles and dragged forward without getting crushed. "Roman, Jules, hang in there. Hang in there!" Brian yelled.
Jules tried to press all buttons in her car, turn her wheel, press the gas, but nothing was working. Roman watched the girl as he saw her face flushed with fear.
He grabbed his walkie, holding it close to his face. "Somebody better do something! I got a tank on both our asses!"
"There's gotta be a break up ahead." Dom said as Jules felt her car slowly get crushed.
"Thank God you're not my baby Honda." She said as a loud explosion pulled her gaze towards a bridge, watching as it almost crushed her brother's car.
"Jules, we gotta jump!" Roman's voice pulled her back into the situation she was in. "Get on the top of your car!"
Jules' heart raced as she crawled from her window and clutched the sides of her car. At the same time, Roman was holding the rope he tied tightly as Brian leaped his vehicle over the barrier.
"I hate him." Jules whispered into nothing as she watched Roman leap onto Brian's car before his got crushed.
Brian slowed his speed to align with Jules and held out an arm. "You gotta jump Jules! You gotta jump now!" He yelled.
Suddenly, Jules was brought back to her twenties. When she had met Brian, and remembered how Brian had tried to get to Vince by forcing Jules to stabilize the car.
With a jump and scream, Jules landed with a thud on the roof of Brian's car. Her husband's hand was holding onto her upper thigh like his life depended on it. "Holy shit." Her eyes widened as the tank drove over her car.
"Jules, get in!" Her husband ordered, and she quickly slipped in through the window, slotting herself in between both men. "I don't know whether to kiss you both or be thankful one of us had a working brain back there." She sighed out, throwing her head back.
"The second one's probably best, doll," Roman answered with a big grin as they continued to drive behind the tank.
"Brian, that Mustang would make a nice anchor." Dom's voice came through the walkie, referring to the car that was crushed but tied to the tank.
"Yeah, I'm on it." Brian replied, pressing on the clutch and practically scooping up Roman's destroyed car. Brian tried to flip the car over the railings so it would fall into between the slot as Dom drove ahead of him.
"Come on, Bri." Jules encouraged and with one more try, the Mustang flipped over the railing, helping their plan.
"Yeah!" Roman cheered, looking at the couple with nothing but pure joy.
Their pride was short-lived as they saw Letty pop up from the tank and head for the muzzle break. "What is she doing?" Roman asked.
"She's trying to break loose." Jules realized, watching as her brother swung his car door open. The anchor the boys had created worked, causing the tank to fly forward and Letty to get thrown across the bridge. "Dom!"
Jules watched her brother jump from his car and tackled Letty midair, landing on an abandoned vehicle. "True love, man. True love," Roman muttered.
