On The Run (Fast Five) [COMPLETED]

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"Assuming we reach the safe, how the hell do we even get in?" Mia asks while we sit at a table, trying to figure out a plan.

"The wall in the evidence room, that's alarmed, so that's not happening. Then we got this one here, but there's a guard on that one, so that's no good," Brian says, pointing out each wall to the evidence room. "But this one, this one shares a wall with the basement bathroom, that links to the parking garage, all we gotta do is pop that vent, and then pass the money through, to some waiting cars."

Dom looks up.

"Leo, Santos," He says and they look up from the card game they were playing, "You're up."

They set the cards down and start getting ready.

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The cameras come up on the screen Mia and I were watching.

"Its up! We got it!" I say and everyone walks over.

"We're looking at four cameras," Brian says, looking at the screen.

"That's some high-end stuff too," Han says, "marker-optics, 100 degree field of view, oscillation."

"Can't we just tap in and replace the image?" Gisele asks.

"Its hooked up to a digital sync, they'd know we were in there," Tej says.

"So, the best we can do is look at it?" I ask and he nods.

"We gonna need some real fast cars to get through this," Roman says.

"Super cars," Damien says.

"Not just fast, we got a hard right and a hairpin. We'll need something agile," Han says.

"You guys mock up a track," Dom says, "Lorea, O'Conner."

Brian and I turn towards him.

"Lets go get some cars," Dom says and Brian and I smile.

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We drive into a street race an slow down as we drive through the crowd.

I'm just happy that my leather jacket, white v-neck t-shirt, dark blue skinny jeans and combat boots don't give off any idea that I'm a racer chaser, the girls that walk around in almost no clothes.

"Is this her first street race?" Brian asks, unaware of how I actually learned to drive.

"Nope, not even close," I say. This will be around my sixth street race.

"Damn," Brian says.

When Dom parks the car Brian smiles.

"Home sweet home," Dom says to Brian and Brian laughs while I roll my eyes.

We get out of the car and tons of people, racers and racer chasers look towards us. The racer chasers focus on Dom and Brian not to my surprise as some of the racers look at me, wondering what a fourteen-nearly-fifteen year old girl is doing at a street race, until they see who i'm walking in between.

Yeah, I guess being Dom's daughter it would be kind of hard not to be able to race.

"Look at that," Brian says, looking towards a blue car revving the engine,"Look at that, all motor, no tuning issues." Dom and I look towards the car and i think the only thing I've got on it is its not so stealthy bright blue paint. "I always wanted one of those," Brian says.

"Held the record on FND three years running!" A guy yells, walking out from behind the car. He says 'Damn, bro' in Portuguese and I have to fight not to roll my eyes.

"You got a lot of nerve to bring yo problems here, Toretto, and especially, a cop," the guy says nodding towards Brian.

"But we can keep that on the low," Brian says looking at the guy.

"You know," the guy says, "There's a lot of people looking for you three," He says, pointing to each one of us.

"What? You didn't think we'd recognize you?" He motions to the crowd of people.

"We were kind of counting on it," I say, finally talking.

"That little coupe man run the streets around here," Dom says, "but that monster," he points to the charger we drove here,"has never seen a set of tailights, ever."

"Well, shes about to," the guys says.

"Dominic Toretto's ride in my garage," he says in Portuguese,"now that...will be a nice trophy,"

He looks at Dom,

"Lets go, car, for car,"

"Car for car?" Dom asks and the guy nods.

"You want it come and get it. Let's race."

Dom smiles.

"You're not racing me," Dom says and the guy looks confused, "Your racing my daughter."

I fight back a look of surprise and smile.

"Now, that's unfair," The guys says and I raise my eyebrows.

"'Scuse me?" I say.

"I wouldn't piss her off, dude," Brian says, "You might lose more than your car."

"Yeah, like your teeth," Dom says, laughing. the guy laughs.

"Well, alright then, Ms.Toretto. Let's race." I laugh while Dom hands me the keys.

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Dom let me drive the Charger back, with him in the passenger seat.

I was surprised to say the least, because letting me race the car, that was surprising. Letting me drive the car...insanity.

Brian drives the porsche in behind us and Roman laughs.

"Really?" He says, "Where'd you get that from? Papa Smurf?"

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Cutting it off here because math homework.