Trouble {Dominic Toretto} - On Hold

Hello Again

"Okay, let's run through the bases real quick. Who do we got?" Brian asks the next morning once they've caught Mia up on the plan. They all stand on the balcony once more, looking out on the sunrise in yet another location. Until they could find somewhere more secure to lay low, they needed to stay on the move.

"First we're gonna need a chameleon. Someone who can blend in anywhere." Dom tells them and Harley immediately thinks about Han. They'd all pulled off a job with him before.

"What else?" Mia asks.

"A fast talker. Someone who can bullshit their way out of anything." Brian smiles knowingly at that, making Harley quirk a brow.

"I got that." He chuckles.

"This guys gonna have a lot of surveillance, we're gonna need someone who's good with circuits." Mia throws in, making them all nod. Though the Torettos seem a little lost there, Brian looks as though he knows the perfect person.

"And with those circuits, Reyes is gonna have walls. We're gonna need guys who can punch through those walls." Dom tells them. Easy. Leo and Santos.

"What else?" Harley asks, leaning on the bar.

"Utilities and weapons. Someone who ain't afraid to throw down. Someone to back up every position." Harley's smile widens in an instant.

"I see who you're thinking but I've got someone for this." She tells her husband with folded arms, her mind going to one of her closet friends. Charlie Fray.

"Then they both come." Dom appeases her and she nods eventually, figuring the more help they have, the more chance they won't end up dead for this job.

"Yeah, what else do we need?" Brian asks.

"Most importantly, we're gonna need two precision drivers. Guys that don't crack under pressure, guys who never lose." Mia and Harley roll their eyes in sync at the cocky grins on their faces.

"You know we got that." Brian comments with a shit eating grin.

"Looks like we've got some calls to make." Harley points out, pulling out her phone and walking back inside. Her fingers dial the number like second nature and she holds the phone to her ear.

"I assume this is the extremely wanted woman I call my best friend." Is the greeting she gets and Harley lets out a laugh.

"Of course it is, Charles." She teases him.

"What is it, Harley Quinn?" He teases her right back and she grins at the familiar back and forth.

"There's a job. How fast can you get to Rio?" She asks, knowing he wouldn't say no.

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"Charlie's coming?" Mia asks, letting out a short laugh as the two women sit in one of the rooms in this abandoned warehouse. The pregnant woman was stood looking at her blonde sister with a mixture of expressions. Borderline amusement and disbelief. While Dom was away, Harley would still go racing. Met this guy - Charlie - but politely shot him down when he came onto her. They bumped into each other a few times and he asked if she wanted to come on a job. At the time they'd been struggling a little so Harley agreed.

Turned out Charlie was a professional con artist as well as knowing all there was know about weapons. He had killer aim thanks to his time in the military. Harley was kind of lost so he showed her the ropes of pick pocketing until she was one of the best compared to her previous amateur status. Still is - she just hasn't done it in a while. They frequently disappeared with a few others for a day or two on their shenanigans. Mia had found it funny that the blonde just couldn't keep out of trouble. But then Letty came back and they went on the job. Mia hadn't even heard Charlie's name mentioned once since then.