A/N: Okay, so I have maybe a little obsession with Fast and Furious. And speed. Which is baddd, cuz I don't even have my permit yet. Five more months... sigh. But I realize how few Brian/Mia fics there really are... and this little ficlet popped into my head, and I'm thinking maybe it'll push off my writer's block about my iCarly story... and I love Brian and Mia. I miss Brian and Mia. Let's get on with it, shall we?

He jumped up to answer the door, expecting Rome to have come back for something stupid... Mia wasn't due to show for another hour.

But, it was, and here he was unprepared, un-showered, unshaven, and most definitely not in the right frame of mind yet. Well, no, the problem that was he was exactly in that state of mind, and he needed a long cold shower before he could deal with her easily.

But as he was worrying about his state of unreadiness, she had her own announcement. And the first words out of her mouth knocked him down off his high horse.

"I'm pregnant."

He thought his breath was caught in his throat... but he honestly couldn't be sure. He could've just stopped existing all together, but she was staring at him with that famous Toretto glare and she expected a response. Which meant he had to think of one fast, whether it was appropriate or not.

"Fuck, Dom's gonna kick my ass now." Brian O'Conner threw himself down on his bed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Yeah, he'll be none too pleased with me either." Mia Toretto gently set herself down on the bed, prompting Brian to sit up, wrapping one hand around the small of her back and sneaking the other one around her waist, connecting them and pulling her closer to him.

He tried to kiss her but she rebuffed him. "Not now, that's what got us into this mess in the first place."

"Well, what now?" Mia shrugged.

"How should I know? I guess I've gotta tell Dom sometime... but I don't want to. Not with everything he's been through with Letty..." She laid her head down on Brian's shoulder.

Brian sighed. "Yeah, I can see why he'd have problems with it... lose your best friend and the love of your life, find out the love of your life is in contact with your least favorite cop, go to prison because you're done running, get busted out by the same ex-cop, get back in business, and find out that the ex-cop has knocked up your sister. Oh yes, this is shaping up to be fantastic."

Mia smiled. "It's not THAT bad... okay, maybe it is that bad... but you have to remember we did go legit and at least get engaged first."

"Which I'm sure is going to stop Dom from shoving my nose into my brain."

"Hey, it might. Where's Rome?" She looked around the apartment.

"He cheerfully cleared himself out, something about 'not being around for the fireworks'... which aren't going to happen with your bombshell anyways."

"Hey, I didn't say I wasn't going to let you, I said not now. Get your facts straight."

He smiled, nipped at her neck playfully, and replied cheekily, "How 'bout now?"

"Nope."

He sighed. "What else is wrong?"

She bit her lip, a sure sign that he was right. Which didn't happen very often, so he decided to press his advantage. "Come on, I can see the wheels working in that pretty little head. Something's up."

"Nothing. It's just... it's the sixth anniversary of Jesse's death."

"Ah, shit, I can't believe I didn't think of that." He sat her in his lap, pulled her to him and tucked her head under his chin, knowing this was one of those moments when she'd been waiting all day to cry.

Sure enough, not five seconds later he heard that telltale sniffle, then she buried her face in his chest, not looking up at him.

His shirt was getting soaked, but he didn't care at the moment, rubbing her back, trying to soothe her. He knew how much it must've sucked for her to get that kind of news on a day she was already confused and unhappy. Jesse's death had shaken her up more than she'd ever admitted and hell, he missed the kid himself on those rare days he couldn't keep the memories repressed. He still remembered that conversation they'd had while discussing Jesse's computer skills – it was the one glimpse he'd really gotten into the real Jesse in the short time he'd known him.

"ADD?" Brian tried to save him the trouble, not that it worked the way he hoped.

"Yes, that shit." Jesse shook his head, rolled his eyes and continued working, but that conversation left something with Brian.

"Thanks," Mia said, looking up with a small smile and snapping him out of his reverie simultaneously. "You've got good shoulders to cry on."

"Anytime." He stroked her hair. "I love you."

"I love you, too," came the muffled reply from his shirt. He laid her down gently, laid himself down next to her, and stole his arms back around her waist.

"You gonna be okay? We can keep talking about him if you need to."

"Wow, I struck it lucky, hmm? I found an awesome street racer who's actually sensitive. Holy shit."

"Ha ha. Extremely funny." He smiled at her, flicking her nose.

"Asshole." She moved to punch him but he blocked her hand, and they quickly started mock-wrestling, laughing at themselves.

He guessed they'd both dozed off, because when he woke up, she was staring up at the stars out of his ceiling window.

"Hey..." He felt the vibrations from her vocal cords on his neck, which woke him up more.

"Hey."

"You know what I was just thinking about?"

"When Jesse used to say grace. Dear Heavenly..."

"And then Leon would always tell him the next word, and he'd say thank you, and then go on and thank Him for direct-port nitrous injection." They both laughed. "And... uh.. four-core intercoolers, and ball-bearing turbos, and... um... titanium valve springs," Brian went, in a semi-good imitation. It was a good night for memories, when he was laying here with Mia, things didn't seem to hurt so bad as they did when he was alone.

"Anyways... we might as well go to sleep. You wanna come with me to tell Dom tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow?" He raised his eyebrows.

"I figured sooner's better than later."

"Okay." He shrugged. "I'll come with you, course."

"Love you."

"Love you too."

And they both drifted off without anymore said.

A/N: So I didn't think about making this into a chapter, but I think I will, maybe it'll only be a two or three shot though, don't expect anything too big. The next chappie will be with Dom, then maybe a future-fic chap? Then end, obv. I thought it was pretty good for being my first, if I got anyone TOO ooc, yell at me. Reviews appreciated, obv.