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After Rio, Belle didn’t go back to New York. How could she? The family was all around the globe so she had plenty of places to choose from but none of them felt right. Something was missing and, as much as she denied it, Belle knew it was Luke.
When Jack was born she figured it was about time she settled so Belle went to live with her sister and Brian to help out with her nephew. But they knew she wasn’t truly happy. Dom had spent plenty of time trying to convince her to find Luke to no avail.
Belle was stubborn, they had to give her that. Everyone knew that she was still hung up on Luke. As much as she tried to convince her odd family that she was okay, they could tell that she wasn’t. Belle just wasn’t herself; plain and simple.
The life was better for all of them though. No one was checking over their shoulder for the feds and they were free for the first time in a long time. Jack was loving his life with everyone around him- his aunts and uncles spoilt him.
Currently, Belle was sprawled out on the lawn next to her sister, Brian and Jack by the driveway with a bottle of beer in her hand when her brother drove up in the charger.
“You already pushing imports on him?” Dom joked.
He laughed, “I’m not pushing anything on him. He chose that car.”
“We know he’s an O'Connor but, I brought you something Jack,” he produced a mini charger.
Belle laughed, “I told you he was a Toretto.”
“Luckily he has a couple more years to decide right?” Mia intervened.
Dom smirked, “I think he decided Mia.”
“I think it’s time for his nap.”
Mia took her son off to sleep leaving the other 3 to talk about why Dom had turned up out of the blue.
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“Weird huh?” Brian said.
Dom shrugged, “what’s weird?”
“You’ve got everything down to the beer and the BBQ,” he chuckled, “but it just doesn’t feel like home. Maybe it’s because you uh don’t realise how much you appreciate something until somebody takes it away. I don’t know. Place has probably changed so much you wouldn’t even recognize it anymore.”
Dom nodded distractedly, “Yeah… everything’s changed.”
“So what’s up with you?” Brian asked, putting down his beer, “ What’s going on?”
He pushed an envelope towards his sister and Brian, “taken a week ago.”
“ Diplomatic security service… Luke.” Belle trailed off, unsure of what else she could say.
They both looked at the picture Brian had pulled out of the envelope. Neither of them knew what to say when they saw the picture of Letty sat at a table.
Brian threw the picture back down on the table, “You know I used to do this shit all the time as a cop? This is exactly what cops do. He’s messing with your head.”
“He wouldn’t do that,” Belle murmured.
He shrugged, “Letty’s dead.”
“I need to know for sure,” Dom answered.
Brian nodded, “Then we’re going with you.”
“You said you would leave this life behind,” he commented.
Belle sided with Brian, “We all said we were leaving that life behind.”
“ She’s right,” Mia interrupted, standing behind Brian, “We’re family. We got a problem we deal with it together. And I’ll feel safer knowing you’re all out there watching each other’s backs. You’re stronger together. We always were. Now go get Letty. Bring her home.”
Belle nodded, “exactly. If we aren’t all there then whoever was left behind would be worried sick. We all go together or not at all.”
“You know we’re gonna be working with Hobbs right Belle? I wouldn’t ask you to go through with that if it would make you uncomfortable,” Dom pointed out.
She shrugged, “if it means that I get a chance to have my sister back then I will go to hell and back to get her back.”
“Well then you best get packing,” he responded, “I have some calls to make.”