Author: Shannon
Chapter 5
Not knowing who would arrive next or when they decided to head out to pick up a few extra groceries and replenish the Corona that had been sucked down the night before. They ran the errands quickly and returned to the hacienda to find a black truck parked next to Leon's Jetta. Vince? The truck wasn't Letty's style. Dom couldn't help but be a bit disappointed. As they pulled up a thinner, paler, cleaner version of V. exited the house. He had already helped himself to a cold one.
Dom noticed the fading scars on V.'s arm and felt a slash of pain remembering the look on his oldest friend's face, white with shock as Spilner, no, Officer O'Conner called for paramedics.
Bryan...Dom wondered about him, still not sure if he would welcome him like a brother or just beat the shit out of him and dump him somewhere out in the dessert. Undecided, he turned his attention back to Vince.
The 3 men stood in the strained silence.
"How are ya, Brotha?" Dom barely got the words out when the blow landed knocking him on his ass in the dirt.
Vince looked ready to kill. "That's for leaving me and Letty to the wolves." He held out his hand to help Dom up. His _expression changed from one of rage to one of amusement. All was forgiven.
They spent the next 4 days going to the beach, getting drunk and Leon and Vince whored around with any available female they could find...Boys will be boys after all. Dom wouldn't let them bring their conquests back to the hacienda for fear that Letty and Mia would be there. Dom's bruised face, ass and ego healed quickly but he learned that Vince's healing was on going.
V. had nerve damage in both his arm and leg. It wouldn't matter what kinda car he had he wouldn't race the quarter mile again. He didn't have the reflexes or the coordination for it. He was over it now though, he was better under the hood than he was in the driver's seat anyway. And at least the pain wasn't bad anymore. He was just worried about Letty.
Title: Family Reunion
Author: Shannon
Chapter 6
Dom couldn't believe his ears. "You mean to tell me they didn't do shit? They just let you go off to some fancy rehab center clear across the country? I wanna know everything that went down." He heard fear in his own voice.
Vince took a swig of his beer. "They were all over the place at first. I didn't tell em jack shit. They kept asking were you were and I told them I didn't have a clue. They took all kinds of statement and made threats. Then they showed up one day and said no charges had been filed and that I was free to go. The Doctors wanted to send me to this rehab place in Maine. Fuck, at the time I was in so much pain it never occurred to me to ask who was footing the bill for it. I still don't know."
"What about Letty?" Dom paced in front of the wide stone fireplace. Leon straddled a stool at the bar nursing a Corona and Vince sat on the couch with his head in his hands.
"I don't know. I asked a nurse if there was a patient there using Letty's fake name and the woman said that she had already been discharged. I don't know where she went and I wasn't about to call Mia in case it was all some sort of tripped up mind fuck." Vince ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "I just don't know."