Trouble {Dominic Toretto} - On Hold

Loss

Not even an hour later, Harley and the team are all sat inside the military base that a member of Owen's crew had previously been found in. Said crew were all cuffed up and in separate cells away from each other. It had been hard for the blonde to watch her brother being man handled and practically tossed into the back of a military vehicle followed by a cold, damp cell. Dom had to drag her away from the scene because he could see how much it was upsetting her. What he wasn't aware of was that it was mildly exaggerated; if her and Deckard were going to get Owen out then no one could suspect anything. They'd instantly know something was wrong if Harley was stoic and not effected by the sight of her brother being arrested.

"Hey, goldilocks." Harley looks up from the label on a bottle of water that she'd been picking at. Some guy in a uniform gave it to her when she apparently looked a little 'peaky' - whatever that was supposed to mean. Her blue eyes lock onto the figure of Charlie sitting opposite her and a silence settles for about a minute.
"I know it sucks that this happened to you." He begins with a look of sympathy directed right at her.

"That's an understatement." Harley grumbles, resting her chin in her palm.

"It's gonna hurt for a while, Harls, but you'll still be able to visit him. You just so happen to know people in the right places - it'll be easy." Charlie assures her, not knowing the mental scoff sounding in her mind. She'd visit him alright, but it wouldn't be in a prison. No. The blonde decided as soon as she'd seen her older brother in cuffs that she couldn't let him rot away in a jail cell for the rest of his life. Her and Deckard were going to do everything they could to get him out, even if it meant pissing a couple of people off in the process. Dom for sure wouldn't stay mad at her for thinking of her family. It'd be hypocritical since she'd stopped him from doing a life sentence.

"Yeah, I know. It just...sucks." Harley settles on the word a sigh, running a hand through her extremely messed up hair.

"Have you spoken to Letty yet?" Charlie asks her curiously and the two of them look over at said woman looking as though she's having a serious conversation with Dom.

"I don't even know what I'd say..."

"Hello might be a good start." The blonde half heartedly glares at the Australian man.

"No, I don't mean it like that. Letty doesn't know who I am at all anymore and I'd rather know what I'm going to say before I approach her.  The last thing I wanna do is chase her away by showing how upset I am about her not knowing who I am to her or everything we've done together. She's scared right now, Charlie, and it'll only get worse if she catches onto the emotions of the rest of us. All I can do is stay away for now until I know how to talk to her, then we can help her." Harley explains sadly, looking away when Letty looks up at the duo.

"Just do me a favour and don't bottle it all in, Harls. We know how that works out for you." Charlie reminds her and she nods slowly.
"So what do you say to drinks down the pub later on, aye? I'm parched." The blonde momentarily tenses at the mention of the pub. He obviously means for a competition to see who can out drink who - don't ask, it's a tradition they started when going on jobs together.

"Maybe you should stop before you get a beer belly." Harley teases, dodging the subject of drinking. Charlie takes in a sharp breath, over exaggerating a mock offence to his friend's comment.

"Well maybe you should lay off the ice cream." Charlie retorts, pointing a finger at the blonde when she opens her mouth to protest.
"Don't give me that look, Harls. I know you." He points out and she lets out a laugh, unable to argue.

"Hey Toretto!" Harley's head snaps upwards at the new voice in the room with her husband doing the same, her eyes widen when she sees Hobbs marching into the room with her handcuffed brother. Behind him are the rest of the crew being marched in by Riley and other military personnel. Everyone rises from their seated positions, moving to meet them half way.
"You're gonna wanna hear this." Hobbs tells them, pushing Owen forward with a scowl on his face. Charlie isn't able to stop Harley from moving to the front of the group, the blonde passing Riley as the agent stands with the team.