{3} One of Three {Fast & Furious}

Back In America

Sierra walked towards the funeral procession and she stands next to Mia with Scout next to her, and Sierra was hugging Mia.

Sierra looked up quickly, when she felt someone watching her and she'd look behind her, spotting Brian in an signature FBI suit.

She blinked swiftly, seeing him there and she shakes her head quickly, and she turns back to the service, avoiding Brian's gaze.

Sierra and Scout were helping Mia into the house with the groceries and Scout was outside, fixing up the truck as Sierra and Mia stop, hearing steps.

They both turned around to see Dominic standing behind them, and they both spun around and ran over as they hugged him quickly, and they both began to cry all over again.

"Oh god, Dom." Sierra whispered and he looks at her his eyes upset but they would to anyone else, look cold.

She backed up and let Mia talk for awhile, as she looks over outside and Scout was still working, on her truck, on his own, out there.

"I told you not to come. They're staking the place out. If they find you--" Mia began and Dominic shakes his head at her concern, looking down at his little sister.

"They won't." With those two simple words, he reassured her of everything that was wrong in their lives and now, it was like everything, was back to the old days.

Back to when everything around in their lives, was just cars, street races, the store, and a team of people, family almost that kept some authority in the racing world led of course by Dominic Toretto himself.

"Aw, come on. Look at you." Dominic said quietly as he smiled at her, and a second later, he was lookin' around at their old garage.

His eyes settled swiftly, spotting it at once, on the oldest car in the history of the Toretto family, that any of them had seen.

"Letty wouldn't let them junk it. Even though it has a goddamn curse. When she came back, to us, she was always in here, workin' on it day and night. It was weird. It was like, she knew you'd be coming back." Mia murmurs, and a tone of questionin' was in her voice at the proposition of it.

"I wanna see the crash site." Dominic murmured seriously and Scout looked at him, as he walks back in, and Sierra looked at him for the verdict.

"I finished tuning it up and now, it's good to roll." He murmurs to her and she leaned against him in a hug.

"Thanks." She whispered as she felt his lips pressed against her forehead and he hugged her tightly again.

Dominic had dropped Mia off at the house, while Sierra drove after the car in her truck while Scout, he drove her old car that they had rescued from the impound lot, a little while back.

The next day, Scout and Sierra were walking into the garage, following the familiar footsteps of Dominic, he, who had stopped, once hearing them, from a distance.

"I thought, that I told you guys both to stay with Mia, who is being... watched by..."

"The FBI."
"The FBI."

The pair stated to him and he sighed quietly at their antics. "Don't get in my way." Dominic finally said quietly, and then continued walking.

They flanked him on either side and Sierra's eyes scanned the area around them, her eyes flashing a bit with a lot of different emotions, but primarily, it was excitement.

Dominic's eyes, they were almost smiling at the sight of her excitement until they narrowed once again, as an set of wheels was heard.

"He's here." Dominic muttered as he reached under the car and he dragged the guy out from under it.

"Dominic?!" The guy asked him with his tone of voice very shaky, and now Dominic was liftin' him up into the air and Sierra was chuckling a bit at their coward's eyes, which were very much fearful now. "Toretto. When did, you get back in town?" The much stutterin mechanic asked him.

"I'm lookin' for a car that you did an engine mod on. Nitromethane tank a whole. Ford full-size. Continental tires on them." Dominic said coldly, and he looks down at the mechanic.

Sierra had her arms crossed over her chest, the sleeves of her flannel rolled up to reveal her tattoos, including her 'Toretto' family tattoo.

"Okay, what are-- What are you-- What are you doin', comin' in here like this, huh? What's with the kid in our sights, huh? This ain't your scene anymore, boss. Don't ever put your hands on me again, okay? Say hi to your sister for me."

He snapped real sharply at Dominic and, when he tries to just go all of the way back under the car, it was Scout this time, who grabbed the board.

Scout yanked the mechanic up by his throat and Dominic shakes his head at him. "Hold him." Dominic said quietly, and Scout nodded, as he slammed, the guy onto the hood of a truck, as Sierra helped him quickly.

Dominic kicked a lifter hard and managed to catch the chain attached to the engine, just before it crushed a man's skull.

"A korean kid brought it in. David Park. It-- it's a green Ford Torino. I beg, please don't drop this on me." He begged and both of the young adults looked over to Dominic for his orders, he who nods quickly.

They released him and quickly walked out of the garage.