Disclaimer: I do NOT own Fast and Furious! I only own any characters that do NOT appear in the movies!

A/N: This is going to be following The Fast and The Furious but with some alterations. You'll have to read to find out what! And after this one, I might end up writing something that centers around Jesse, Shay, Leon, and Triz.

"Hey, Shay, get up," Dominic Toretto said, shaking the poor woman. Trying to wake her up.

"Hands off before they go out the door without your body and a trail of blood behind them," the woman, Shayla Nyugen, snarled as she pulled the covers over her head.

"Want me to send Leon up here with the pail of ice water?" He asked, standing back out of her path of escape.

Making a beeline out of the bed, Shayla darted to her closet.

"You see that metal rose?" She asked, not glancing at the man as she went through her closet.

"What about it?"

"If you do not get out of my room in less than five seconds, you will have that in your forehead," Shayla snarled, grabbing a pair of jeans and a pinstriped baseball jersey.

"Whatever you say, Shay," the mocha skinned man replied, laughing as he left the woman's room. Closing the door behind him.

Groaning, the ebony haired woman tossed the jeans and jersey on hers and Jesse's bed before stripping and changing. Trying to button her jeans, confusion crept into her mismatched eyes. They were tighter than normal.

"That's strange," She whispered as she got the jeans done up. "Must be bloating from the spicy food last night."

Pulling the pinstripe jersey on her body, she chuckled at the newest additions to her scars. When she sat down on their black and green quilts, her eyes landed on the picture she had finally gathered the courage to hang. The last happy photo the whole family was in.

"Knock, knock."

The woman's mismatched eyes left the picture and landed on Jesse Carson standing in the doorway to their room.

"What is it, Jess?" She asked pulling her socks on and her trademark neon green Vans.

"Have to drop Yuki off at the preschool and then we have a long day ahead of us if we want to have your new car ready to race," the mechanic replied, laughing as he watched the woman stand up. "And Mia already has Yuki eating her breakfast."

"What this morning?" Shayla asked as she moved around the room, trying to find her purse.

"Same thing as every morning for the last five weeks."

"She is going to turn into a bowl of strawberries, peaches, and milk," the woman muttered, sighing as she grabbed her purse from under the desk.

"And she asked Mia to cut up some blueberries to add to it this morning," the blonde informed her, laughing as the woman made her way out of their bedroom.

"She acts more and more every like Aisley day, Jess," she told him, laughing as she grabbed a piece of fried ham from Leon's plate.

"Hey!"

"Be quiet."

"Make me."

"Quit being a baby."

"Quit stealing my food."

"Quit yelling."

"Make me."

"I'll steal your food if I want. Suck it up."

Nobody paid any mind to the two because it happened every morning. Without fail. This morning was just a tad bit funnier.

Rolling up the piece of ham like she always does, she bit into it. Just as Leon Schulz opened his mouth to retaliate, Shayla picked up a sausage link from Leon's plate and stuck it in his open mouth.

"That suits you just fine, Leon."

Grumbling in response as he chewed the sausage link told Shayla she'd won that morning. Smirking, Shayla made her way to the fridge. Grabbing herself a bottle of tea.

Shaking his head, Dom spoke, "You know, you two might want to get going," he said with a smile on his face. "Don't want Yuki to be late."

Sticking her tongue out at the older man, Shayla picked up her niece's empty bowl and placed it in the sink. Turning to her niece, "Niña, go grab your shoes and we'll be off."

The little girl nodded, smiling as she went to do as she was told.

Within a few minutes, Shayla, Jesse, and Yuki were in the white Volkswagen Jetta. As the blonde pulled out of the drive and onto the asphalt, he reached over and took Shayla's dark hand in his own.

She grinned at him and leaned over to kiss his cheek before looking at her niece in the back.

"Yuki, Uncle Bernie is going to be picking you up this afternoon, alright?" She asked, smiling gently as she reached back to smooth out the young girl's black hair.

"Alright, Mommy," Yuki replied, her voice full of energy.

"Okay, save that energy for later, kiddo," Jesse told the little girl, not taking his eyes off the road.

"Está bien Papá!" the four year old girl replied, laughing as Jesse pulled the car into the parking lot.

As Jesse parked the car, Shayla got out and helped her niece out as well.

"Be good, Niña," She said, kissing her niece's forehead. "If you behave today, how about I let you stay the night with Uncle Bernie and Trizzy?"

"Alright, Mommy!" She replied, her eyes bright before she hugged her mom.

"Muy bien, ponerse en marcha, Niña," Shayla told the young girl, laughing.

"¡Adiós, Mamá!" Yuki called out as she ran to her friends by the entrance.

The woman stood up, laughing as she got back into the Jetta.

"She's excited."

"Yes she is," the woman replied, laughing as she kissed his cheek. "Now we had best get to the garage before Leon sends a search party."

"Good idea," The blonde agreed, laughing.

As Jesse pulled out of the parking lot, Shayla rested back and just let her mind wander until they got to the garage.

Later that day, at Toretto's Market and Café, Mia Toretto and Emperatriz Sanchez were working behind the counter.

The slightly older woman suddenly giggled a little, causing Mia to look at her friend like she had lost her mind.

"What are you giggling about, Triz?" She asked, an eyebrow raised.

"Look who just pulled up, Mia," the Latina told her, laughing as she went to grab a beer.

"Hush, Triz," the dark haired Toretto said, sighing. "Don't need Dom going nuts."

"And I have the feeling Vince isn't going to like him very much," The Latina laughed just as the man walked in and sat down on a stool. "Hello, Brian."

"Hello," he said, smiling as he flipped through a magazine.

"Tuna on white, no crust?" Mia asked as she leaned against the counter.

"Don't know," He replied, his eyes not leaving the magazine. "How's the tuna?"

"Every day for the last three weeks you come in here and ask how the tuna is," the younger Toretto said to him, amused at the situation. "It was crappy yesterday, it was crappy the day before and guess what?"

"It hasn't changed," Emperatriz said, stifling a laugh before she popped the cap off of the bottle.

"I'll have the tuna," the blue eyed blonde replied, still not taking his eyes off of the magazine.

"No crust?"

"No crust," Brian confirmed, a grin occupying his face.

Emperatriz shook her head at him, he sounds like a child with his preference of food. Mia went to fix his sandwich as Emperatriz got him a glass of ice and a can of cola.

As soon as Mia handed the sandwich to him, she flipped the page of the magazine that was in front of him. Brian, Mia, and Emperatriz looked up as soon as they heard the humming of car engines.

One by one the cars came to a stop outside of the market. Letty's faded red Nissan S14, Leon's yellow 1998 Nissan Skyline GTR, Vince's blue 1999 Nissan Maxima, Jesse's white 1995 Volkswagen Jetta, and Shayla's neon pink 1999 Chevrolet Corvette.

Getting out of their vehicles, Vince wasn't too happy with his.

"Talk to me Jesse," He said as he got out and waved the blonde over. "This ain't working brother."

"It's your fuel, Man," He replied as he made his way around the Jetta. "It's got a nasty hole."

"That's why you're rolling in third, Vince," the ebony haired woman said as she got out of her own vehicle and made her way over to the Maxima.

Just as she got there, Jesse was rambling off on what needed to be done for the man's fuel system. All of a sudden, Vince grabbed the blonde mechanic's chin and turned his head in the direction of Brian Spilner's red truck.

Vince turned around, "What's up with this fool? What is he sandwich crazy?"

Leon, Letty, Jesse, and Shayla all turned, "Nah Dawg, he ain't here for the food."

"Chill out bro, he's just here slinging parts for Harry, Man," the feisty Latina said, defending the blonde.

"I know what he's slinging," Vince said to her, his eyes glancing at the woman.

"He's tryna get in Mia's pants, Dawg."

"Would you two cut it out?" Shayla asked, shaking her head. "Before I make some heads roll?"

Jesse just laughed at her, "Don't let them bother you, Babe," he whispered in her ear, a grin adorning his face.

"Hey, Mia, Triz, how ya livin' girls?" Letty Ortiz asked as she walked passed them before looking to her boyfriend. "Hey, Dom. Want something to drink?"

The mocha skinned man just held up a can, making the Latina sigh before grabbing herself something to drink.

Vince sat next to Brian, glaring at him. Jesse seemed to be watching them, "He's beautiful."

"I like his hair cut," Leon said through a mouth full of chips.

Shayla playfully smacked the blonde's shoulder, making him jump a little. Shaking her head, the ebony haired woman's mismatched eyes followed the scene as Brian stood up, paid for his sandwich, and said something to Mia before he left the bar.

"I love this part," Leon whispered, an almost smirk on his face.

Vince seemed to be thinking something over really fast before he flipped out. Slamming his hands on the counter, he stood up and followed after the blonde.

"Hey, try Fat Burger from now on. Get yourself a double cheese with fries for 2.95, faggot," He said as he followed after the man.

"I like the tuna here," Brian answered, not even bothering to turn around to look at the fuming man.

"Bullshit, asshole, no one likes the tuna here."

"Well, I do," the blonde replied as he got to his red truck.

He was grabbed by Vince, but he turned quickly and landed a punch to the man's jaw.

Sighing, Emperatriz pulled her jet black hair into a high ponytail before anything could latch onto it. She knew this would happen.

Growling a little, Mia Toretto turned to where her brother was sitting, reading a magazine. "Dom, would you get out there? I'm not kidding Dom! Get out there!"

Dominic Toretto turned around, looking at the two men fighting in the parking lot, "What did you or Triz put in the sandwich?"

"Dom!"

Dominic looked at Letty, "Alright."

He made his way out to the two men with Jesse, Shayla, Leon, and Emperatriz following him. Pulling the younger man off of Vince, the mocha skinned man threw him onto his truck.

"Hey man, he was in my face," Brian said in his defense, holding up his hands in surrender.

"I'm in your face," Dominic said just before Vince lunged at the man again.

Dominic grabbed his best friend just as Leon did, pushing him back.

"You embarrass me!" The brown eyed man shouted, pointing to Vince.

"Get over there!" Leon said, pushing Vince away.

Emperatriz settled her brown eyes on Brian before she pushed Vince back to the market.

"Jesse, give me the wallet," Dominic ordered, holding out his hand.

The blonde mechanic did so, setting the black leather wallet in Dominic Toretto's hand. He opened the wallet to look at the driver's license.

"Brian Earl Spilner," he said before closing the wallet and poking it in the blonde's face. "Sounds like a serial killer's name. Is that what you are?"

"Nah man," Brian replied, sounding annoyed.

"Don't come around here again," Dom told him before turning to go back to the market.

"Hey man, this is bullshit," the buster piped up, pointing to Toretto's Market and Café.

The older Toretto turned and walked back to him, pointing to his truck, "You work for Harry right?"

"Just started," he replied, looking the man in the eyes.

"You were just fired," Dominic told him before finally making his way to the market and café.

Emperatriz, Shayla, and Jesse stood there and watched the blonde leave.

"I think he's just looking for trouble, Shay, Jess," the Spaniard told them, her eyes not leaving the red truck as it disappeared down the road. "Papa tells me my feelings are hardly ever wrong."

"You may be right, Triz," Shayla responded, her mismatched eyes darting to Jesse.

Emperatriz Maria Sanchez shook her head, "We better get back there before we're dragged back," She told them as she saw the look on Leon's face.

Shayla and Jesse nodded as the pair followed the Spaniard back to the market.

As Shayla sat down on a bar stool with Jesse beside her, her phone started ringing.

"Hello?"

"¿Cuándo vas a mí, Evita visitar?" The older voice on the phone said, laughing lightly.

"El abuelo Juan? ¿Cómo encontraste este número para mí?" She asked, drawing looks from the others in the area, except for Emperatriz. "Y tan pronto como pueda. Puede que usted necesita tener Rosa limpiar algunas habitaciones adicionales."

"Procede responder a la primera pregunta Miguel es un genio cuando se trata de tecnología," The man told her. "La pregunta a la primera respuesta es ¿por qué necesita Rosa para limpiar algunas habitaciones adicionales?"

"Porque cuando yo visité, algunos otros estarán allí también, abuelo," she answered, laughing as Emperatriz sat a plate of deep fried pickles in front of her.

"Muy bien, Evita. Yo mejor estar recibiendo fuera de aquí, Miguel está pidiendo que me encuentro con su novia," Juan Pablo Martinez told her, a slight laugh in his voice.

"Está bien, abuelo. Y yo no quiero saber cómo Miguel tiene una chica," The ebony haired woman told him, shaking her head before she hung up.

"Who was that?" Letty asked as she looked to the woman sitting beside Jesse.

"My grandpa Juan," She replied, laughing. "And I'm not saying anything else about it until you meet him."

Shaking their heads, everyone knew when Shayla said that, that they weren't getting any more information out of her.

¿Cuándo vas a mí, Evita visitar?- When are you going to visit me, Evita?

El abuelo Juan? ¿Cómo encontraste este número para mí?- Grandpa Juan? How did you find this number for me?

Y tan pronto como pueda. Puede que usted necesita tener Rosa limpiar algunas habitaciones adicionales.- And as soon as I can. Might need you to have Rosa clean a few extra rooms.

Procede responder a la primera pregunta Miguel es un genio cuando se trata de tecnología,- The answer to the first question Michael is a genius when it comes to technology,

La pregunta a la primera respuesta es ¿por qué necesita Rosa para limpiar algunas habitaciones adicionales?- The first question to answer is why do you need to clean some rooms Rosa further?

Porque cuando yo visité, algunos otros estarán allí también, abuelo,- Because when I do visit, a few others will be there too, Grandpa,

Muy bien, Evita. Yo mejor estar recibiendo fuera de aquí, Miguel está pidiendo que me encuentro con su novia.- Okay, Evita. I better be getting out of here, Miguel is asking me to meet his girlfriend.

Está bien, abuelo. Y yo no quiero saber cómo Miguel tiene una chica.- Okay, grandfather. And I do not know how Michael is a girl.