[ #1 under #thefastandthefurious Oct.6.2018]
Bree is the adopted sister of Sean Boswell, She had lived in Tokyo with thier father for most of her High School years. When Sean gets sent to live with them after getting into too much trouble back in th...
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"Han...Han the cars! We lost the green light!" Bree said eyes wide as the flow of traffic was closing in tight and they needed to turn through, "I've got it." Han muttered, seamlessly he brought his car into a drift and Sean followed suit.
Sliding between the cars as they parted in a fearful hurry of swerving. Bree held breath a hand gripping at Han's shoulder.
She glanced back out the rear window, exhaling she smiled releasing a short chuckle of disbelief as she looked up to Han. She grinned "Ok so you're real good" She said beaming.
Han smirked "real good? Only real good?" He teased, but out of the corner of his eye he could see her. His heart fluttered and swelled as she looked up at him, the look in her eyes made him feel as if he had a gaint red S on his chest.
Han inwardly chuckled.
"Hey, I'm saving that for when you get us outta this." She said with confidence, leaning up she kissed his cheek.
Had things not been as serious as they were, he would have stolen a real kiss, but he wouldn't risk losing track of the road ahead of him.
Bree glanced back again, "Han..." She murmured watching as Sean tried his best to keep control of his car as Dk armed into from the side.
"Sean needs help." Bree said, Han looked between her and the rear view mirror. With a sigh he dropped the cars speed and slowed down in front of Dk's car. "Hold on, Raquel." He said. Bree nodded and went to reach for her seatbelt.
But as Dk's car crashed into their bumper Bree was shoved to the side and the belt slipped out of her hands. "Ow! Damn it - jerk!" Bree shouted.
"I mean...I did steal from him, and your brother stole his girl." Han chuckled.
Bree looked up at him as he weaved the car through traffic "you aren't scared? Not even a little? " Bree asked. Han's eyes focused on the road and he shook his head "no, I'm not. I'm gonna get you put of this. That's all that matters right now." He said, voice distant.
Bree watched him as he fell silent, Dk bumped into them again and it seemed to jolt Han out of his thoughts. He looked down at Bree and smiled carefully, she returned it and nodded "I'm not scared either. We've faced this scenario before - we made it then." She said.
Her words were swallowed up as she looked up at the road, Sean had parted a sea of pedestrians by drifting carefully and skillfully through the crowd.
Han followed not far after and Dk, Behind them. "I told you you were a good teacher." Bree breathed ruffling her hair "else that, that would have been a disaster." She murmured.
Han glanced back at Dk's car "shit..." he thought, he had to shake him. He just wasn't sure how to do it, Dk knew these streets just as well of not better than he did.
Han looked to check on Bree as another hard swerve tossed her towards the car door. She reached a again to buckle her seatbelt. "Wait..." Han murmured, his heart raced and he reached out resting his hand over hers, stopping her from snapping the belt in.
