Author's note: This is my first Fast and Furious story. I should tell you now that while I do love these movies, I have limited knowledge of cars. This story is a combination of Fast and Furious with a video game thrown in. Whoever can guess the game gets bonus points, but that doesn't become obvious until later. Anyway I don't own The Fast and The Furious or any of its characters. I do own Blake, Logan, Luke, and J-Rock/Jared. I will try and post pictures of the characters if I can figure out how to.
Blake stared blankly out the window of the car as her mother drove her to the airport. "I'm sorry, I know you don't want to go but I don't know what else to do with you," her mother said carefully.
Blake glanced briefly at her mother before returning her attention to the window. "You didn't have to call him," she muttered under her breath.
"He's the only person you'll listen to. Besides he'll be able to keep you out of trouble," her mother explained.
"What about my car," Blake asked angrily. Her baby was stuck in the garage, her mom would probably sell it.
"You won't need it in Miami," her mother snapped.
Blake sneered at her mother and pulled her sunglasses back down. Her mother pulled up to the curb at the airport and put the car into park. Blake grabbed her bags from the backseat and slid out of the car.
"Call me when you get there," her mother ordered as she handed over the plane ticket.
"I wouldn't count on it," Blake snapped. "What makes you think I'm actually getting on the plane?"
"I think you'll get on the plane," a man said from behind her.
Blake stiffened at the sound of his voice and glared at her mother. "You didn't," Blake said angrily. She spun around and stared at the man behind her. She shook her head angrily and clenched her jaw. "It's good to see you big brother, it's been what? Six years?"
"Don't be a bitch to your brother," her mother ordered as Blake slammed the passenger door.
Blake stood on the sidewalk wondering if she could outrun him. "What are you doing this for? You could have told her no, it's not like you haven't done it before," Blake said quickly.
"Let's go, we have a plane to catch," Brian replied easily. He grabbed two of Blake's bags and led the way into the airport. It was going to be a very long flight.
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Blake sat sullenly in the backseat of Roman's car waiting for one of them to speak to her. Brian and Roam were talking about her like she wasn't even in the car.
"You know I can hear you," Blake snapped.
Rome met her gaze in the rearview mirror and smirked. "So what was it this time Blake? Why'd your mom send you to Brian," Rome asked curiously.
"She was worried I was going to go to prison like you," Blake replied smugly. "Like the cops could even catch me."
Brian raised his eyebrows curiously. "You can't run forever Blake, besides you aren't that good of a driver," he replied.
"Please, we all know that you are the one that isn't that good of a driver. With you it's all about the machine, for me it's purely instinct. You'd know that if you had bothered to stick around or call," Blake snapped.
Brian shook his head and glanced at Rome. "You need to get over it," Brian said with annoyance. "It was six years ago Blake."
"You left Brian! You left the crew, you left me, and what really sucks is that you don't even care what it was like after you left," Blake yelled. "You got a badge and suddenly you've got a clean slate and you're better than the rest of us."
"Did you ever think that I had to leave Blake? Mom told me to go, she was worried that you were going to follow me into the crew. Unfortunately you did that without me being there so I guess leaving was pointless," Brian replied.
"Obviously, if you wanted me to stay out of the crew you should have taken to me with you to Los Angeles," Blake said angrily. Brian shot her a surprised glance in the mirror and she smirked. "Yeah I know all about LA and how you let that guy go, you were dating his sister weren't you?"
Brian rolled his eyes and shook his head. "How did you find out about that," he demanded.
Roman chuckled softly in the driver's seat and looked at Blake. "She probably read about it in the newspaper," Roman said calmly.
"No I was at Race Wars when all that shit went down," Blake said evenly.
Brian turned around in his seat and stared at her. "What the hell were you doing at Race Wars?" he shouted angrily.
"I was looking for you! I found you, but you cut out before I got a chance to talk to you," Blake replied calmly.
"Does mom know that you were there," Brian demanded.
"No she doesn't know actually. I went with Luke, who is supposed to bring my car down in a couple of days," Blake said easily. "I hear the street racing pays better in Miami than it does in Barstow."
"You are not racing here," Brian ordered.
"See if you can stop me," Blake snapped. "As far as I am concerned you haven't been my brother since the night you left six years ago Brian. Mom sending me to you is a joke because we both know you can't do any better than she did. So you stay out of my way and I'll stay out of yours."
"I'm responsible for you Blake, if something happens to you mom will never forgive me," Brian snapped.
"If something happens to me, she'll probably send you and Roman a thank you card and throw a party," Blake said through clenched teeth. "She doesn't care about me anymore than Dad cared about us so don't play that bull shit with me."
"Mom cares about you that is why she got you out of Barstow before you got yourself sent to jail," Brian reminded her.
"Like I said before Brian, I'm not going to jail! No one can catch me," Blake shouted as Roman pulled into a parking lot and parked next to a garage.
Brian and Roman climbed out quickly and Blake took a deep breath before sliding out of the backseat. She followed them and glanced around in irritation. Blake yanked her cell phone out of her pocket and dialed Luke.
"Hey," Luke said through a yawn.
"Sorry I didn't mean to wake you, late night," Blake asked quickly.
"Yeah, we ran the roads all night last night. There's some big shit going down here, Razor is trying to find you," Luke explained.
"I'm sorry I had to leave," Blake said with a sigh.
"I get it, you didn't have a choice," Luke replied. "How's Brian?"
"Exactly like I remember him, arrogant and annoying as ever," Blake said in annoyance. "When are you leaving?"
"I leave in a couple of hours. I still have to get your cars and load them in the trailer," Luke said calmly. "I'm bringing mine down too."
"Cool, at least now I'll have some competition," Blake replied. Brian reappeared in the doorway and started toward her. "I gotta go Luke, my brother has decided to try and exert his authority. Call me when you leave."
Blake hung up and stashed her phone as Brian approached. "Was that your lackey," Brian asked with a smirk.
"He's my friend, not my lackey," Blake snapped. "Luke is one hell of a mechanic now too."
"You shouldn't drag him into your shit Blake," Brian reprimanded.
"I'm not dragging anyone into anything Brian," Blake snapped. "Jesus, have you always been such an ass or does Miami just bring out the best in you?"
Brian rolled his eyes and checked his watch. "I have to go to a meeting, you're going to hang here with Roman until I get back," Brian replied.
"Goody," Blake said sarcastically as she headed inside the garage. She paused inside the door and looked around expectantly. It looked better than she thought it would. It was certainly better than the garage in Barstow.
"Blake, come here," Roman yelled from next to a Nissan 350Z. "Let me introduce you to some people!"
Blake trudged over slowly and ran a hand through her wavy blonde hair. Roman threw an arm around her shoulders before speaking. "This is Brian's little sister Blake," Roman explained. "Blake this is Suki, Tej, and Jimmy."
"Hi, Blake O'Conner," Blake said with a wave. A guy Blake's age stepped into the garage from the office in the back. Blake raked her eyes over him as he approached. His messy brown hair was cut short, but not to short. His brown eyes caught Blake's attention though.
"Tej," he called as he approached. "Julius is on the phone, says he's got to talk to you about tonight."
"What's he whining about now," Tej asked. He motioned for Jimmy to deal with the phone call.
"He says the buy in is too high for him," the young man explained. He smiled at Blake as he joined the group. "Who is this?"
Roman shook his head at the young man and smiled. "Stay away from her dude, she's Brian's little sister," Roman said quickly.
"I think I can speak for myself Roman," Blake snapped. "I'm Blake O'Conner."
"Logan Marshall," he replied. He shook Blake's hand and glanced at Roman. "So Brian's your brother?"
"Unfortunately," Blake said easily.
Logan chuckled softly and met her gaze. "What brings you to Miami," Logan asked curiously. "You don't look like a racer."
"You'd be surprised," Blake said with a smirk. "My mom sent me to live with Brian. She thought being here would keep me out of racing and jail."
"What do you drive," Logan asked.
"I race in a Skyline, one unfortunate habit I picked up from my brother, but I just picked up a charger," Blake replied.
"What year," Tej asked growing more impressed with Blake by the second.
"The Charger is a 1970, the skyline is a 2005," Blake said easily. "A friend of mine is brining them both down."
"Are you going to race tonight," Logan asked cautiously.
"You got something I can drive," Blake asked with a smile.
"Brian told you no racing," Roman pointed out.
"What Brian doesn't know won't kill him," Blake said quickly.
"How are you going to race without him knowing? He'll be there tonight," Tej said.
Blake pursed her lips and glanced at the car sitting behind her. "Whose car is this," she asked as she checked out the window tint. It was dark enough to keep anyone, even her brother from noticing her.
"That is mine," Tej replied. "And you can't drive it."
Blake smiled slowly when she spotted Brian's car sitting behind the garage. "Don't worry I think I just found something I can drive," Blake called as she headed toward the Skyline.
"She's going to be trouble, I can already tell," Tej said with a laugh.
"Brian's going to have his hands full with that girl," Suki replied. "How old is she Roman?"
"She's 18, but she's been driving since she was 12," Roman explained. Logan raised his eyebrows in surprise as he watched her.
"She any good," he asked curiously.
"I don't know man, I haven't seen her race," Roman said uneasily. "She started racing right after I went to jail. I haven't seen her in three years."
Logan nodded absentmindedly as he continued to watch Blake. He jumped when a rag hit him in the face. "You going to stare at the girl all day or are you going to do your job," Tej joked.
"Yeah, yeah I'm going Tej," Logan muttered as he headed back to the office.
Next time: Blake and Brian realize they have more in common than they thought, we meet our bad guy, Blake gets to drive!