Repossession
Author: Kamikazee E-Mail: [email protected] Rating: PG-13 Pairing: Brian/Dom Summary: Dom decides to repossess his property Sequel to Possession Archive: Personal Space (once I get around to updating it), Fanfiction.net, Speed, Strength & Fury. Anyone else, please e-mail me the URL and I'd be happy to let you post it. Author's Notes: I'm not sure I like this one as much as Possession. But, the idea hit me and I just had to write it. Thanks for all the wonderful reviews, I wasn't even thinking of a sequel until after reading all the good responses. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or plots affiliated with the Fast and the Furious. This is simply a piece of non-profit fiction.
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Brian O'Connor watched in dismay as the uniformed men went back and forth from his house to the truck parked on the driveway. The man had a look of disjointed horror on his face as they took every piece of value in his house.
"You can't do this." He muttered once again, having only been able to repeat the same sentence since their arrival. The supervisor looked over at him, a look of bored professionalism on his face as he took in the distraught man.
"You have a $50,000 deficit, Mr. O'Connor," he said apathetically, "Nobody is above the law. You have to pay some how." It must take a very cold person to be a repo officer.
"This is bullshit!" Brian finally snapped under the circumstances. The men ignored him as they quickly finished and left him alone. "Complete and utter bullshit."
Brian didn't have a deficit, let alone a $50,000 one. He knew why this was happening. This is what he got for screwing with a fed case. He gave Dom the keys, Dom got away, and now Brian's paying for it. He should have known when they let him go scot-free that that wouldn't be the end of it.
Collapsing onto his front steps, Brian dropped his head into his hands; blonde curls fluttering with the movement. A deep sigh escaped his throat as he tried to figure out where everything had gone wrong. The answer to that wasn't that hard.
Two words. Dominic Toretto. Mia had been right when she said that the man was gravity. Brian had thought that he could resist the pull, but it was impossible. He was pulled just as far in as the rest of them. The younger Toretto had told Brian that Dom owned him, and he had just laughed. Brian hadn't realized how true that was.
He was Dom's. That's why he had given the man his keys, and that's why he was all Brian thought about at night, and in the day. It was terrible, because Dom obviously wouldn't want Brian anymore, not after what he had done. Brian had betrayed the team.
Brian's inner monologue was cut short as he heard the crunching of boots coming up his driveway. It was only a few seconds before they stopped in front of the blonde man.
"Look, repo-man," Brian let out, his voice strained, "there's nothing left for you to take." He sounded like he wanted to do nothing more than crawl into bed and sleep for a week, to bad he didn't have a bed anymore.
A deep, familiar laugh sounded from above Brian. His eyes widened in disbelief. Brian quickly raised his head up, locking eyes with none other than Dominic Toretto.
"The only thing I'm here to repossess is you."
Author: Kamikazee E-Mail: [email protected] Rating: PG-13 Pairing: Brian/Dom Summary: Dom decides to repossess his property Sequel to Possession Archive: Personal Space (once I get around to updating it), Fanfiction.net, Speed, Strength & Fury. Anyone else, please e-mail me the URL and I'd be happy to let you post it. Author's Notes: I'm not sure I like this one as much as Possession. But, the idea hit me and I just had to write it. Thanks for all the wonderful reviews, I wasn't even thinking of a sequel until after reading all the good responses. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or plots affiliated with the Fast and the Furious. This is simply a piece of non-profit fiction.
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Brian O'Connor watched in dismay as the uniformed men went back and forth from his house to the truck parked on the driveway. The man had a look of disjointed horror on his face as they took every piece of value in his house.
"You can't do this." He muttered once again, having only been able to repeat the same sentence since their arrival. The supervisor looked over at him, a look of bored professionalism on his face as he took in the distraught man.
"You have a $50,000 deficit, Mr. O'Connor," he said apathetically, "Nobody is above the law. You have to pay some how." It must take a very cold person to be a repo officer.
"This is bullshit!" Brian finally snapped under the circumstances. The men ignored him as they quickly finished and left him alone. "Complete and utter bullshit."
Brian didn't have a deficit, let alone a $50,000 one. He knew why this was happening. This is what he got for screwing with a fed case. He gave Dom the keys, Dom got away, and now Brian's paying for it. He should have known when they let him go scot-free that that wouldn't be the end of it.
Collapsing onto his front steps, Brian dropped his head into his hands; blonde curls fluttering with the movement. A deep sigh escaped his throat as he tried to figure out where everything had gone wrong. The answer to that wasn't that hard.
Two words. Dominic Toretto. Mia had been right when she said that the man was gravity. Brian had thought that he could resist the pull, but it was impossible. He was pulled just as far in as the rest of them. The younger Toretto had told Brian that Dom owned him, and he had just laughed. Brian hadn't realized how true that was.
He was Dom's. That's why he had given the man his keys, and that's why he was all Brian thought about at night, and in the day. It was terrible, because Dom obviously wouldn't want Brian anymore, not after what he had done. Brian had betrayed the team.
Brian's inner monologue was cut short as he heard the crunching of boots coming up his driveway. It was only a few seconds before they stopped in front of the blonde man.
"Look, repo-man," Brian let out, his voice strained, "there's nothing left for you to take." He sounded like he wanted to do nothing more than crawl into bed and sleep for a week, to bad he didn't have a bed anymore.
A deep, familiar laugh sounded from above Brian. His eyes widened in disbelief. Brian quickly raised his head up, locking eyes with none other than Dominic Toretto.
"The only thing I'm here to repossess is you."