V's face when Vin mentioned 'Nic' was so apparent. She was pissed. It was mean of me to mess with her like that, but I obviously couldn't tell her that she IS Nic. I think I made it obvious that I'm into her, so the ball is pretty much in her court.

After a twenty minute drive, I pull onto the gravel road of Harry's U-Pull It then pull the truck into a makeshift spot, I put the truck in park and cut the engine. Vance shoots up, "I'm awake!" he shouts. We all face him and bust out laughing.

"Shut up." he mumbles as he grabs for the door handle and gets out of the truck pulling his small tool bag out with him. Once we're all out of the cab, I lock the doors from my key fob. No one speaks as we approach the pay booth.

"Oh my gosh!" V whispers to my left. I look at her, taking in her facial expression, her eye brows are arched up above her sunglasses, and her mouth is parted in surprise or shock. I follow her line of sight to the area next to the booth, a beat up car sits to the left of the booth, towards the back of the chain link fence. It's almost too hard to determine exactly what kind of car it is, but the distinctive SS in the grill, is a dead give away. The Camaro has definitely seen better days, a 'For Sale' sign sits in the front window. 

V rushes toward it. "Look at this!" She yells to us, jumping in place. "Oh my gosh!" Her excitement is adorable.

Vin and Vance move towards the car, and I follow behind them. My eyes on V, I then reluctantly look back at the car. The tires are flat, the paint is non-existent, there's rust around the wheel wells, the headlights are missing, and the seats are ripped. With some TLC, the Camaro would look beastly.

Vin whistles, "Damn."

"This car is beat!" Vance waves his hand at it, then walks to the booth.

"It's beautiful." V says to no one in particular. Watching V get this excited over an old car like this is beautiful.

There's no information on the sign in the window, just a number. I quick snap a picture of it with my phone.

"Even if it's beat, it's gonna be pricey." Vin says. "They don't come cheap, these classics." He kicks the flat tire.

"C'mon!" Vance yells impatiently, "Let's go."

I watch V's shoulders drop, her excitement disappears as she rounds the front of the car. I put my arm around her and squeeze, "It's so pretty." She whispers like a sad little girl who is parting with something special. It makes me chuckle, "It is." I agree.

"I want it."

"I know." I rub her shoulder, then release her as we move towards the booth where Vin and Vance are waiting for us. My instinct is to pay for her, but it'd look weird so I pay for myself, he stamps my hand and I move out of the way for V to pay next. Once she's settled we all make our way into the yard. Harry's is organized by make, which makes finding what we want easy. Vance is walking ahead, he turns around and walks backwards, "I'm gonna go over to the beamer's I'll meet up back up with you guys then." He turns around and continues walking but in the opposite direction of where we're headed. 

The three of us keep walking towards the Acura area, the make of V's car. Normally you'd get a map, but we've all been here too many times to count, enough to remember where the parts we need are. It's a bit of a trek, but we finally reach the area. Acura is a very popular import car, so it's no surprise that the cars are almost bare, any and everything that can be removed, has been. Vin moves towards the right, V goes to the left, and I as much as I want to follow V, I don't so I continue walking forward. While Harry's is separated into sections of Make, they're not by model. So it requires you to pay more attention to the body, especially when most of them are striped bare.

"Found one!" Vin yells from my right.

I turn towards Vin's voice, just as V goes jogging by. I catch up with her easily, we round a car and walk between a row to where Vin is standing in front of a RSX that is still somewhat in tact. V drops her bag off to the side, and Vin moves to the driver door, opening it then disappearing inside. The hood pops open, and V goes about lifting the hood up. Unfortunately, it's not as intact as we thought, the engine bay is actually pretty empty.

V sighs, "Dammit."

"Awe man." Vin says when he joins us. 

V lets the hood drop, which causes a loud bang, then picks up her bag and walks off. Vin runs his hands through his black hair, "If Vaughn didn't have classes so early in the morning, I'd make him take her to school."

I think about it for a second, I drive towards their house on my way to work, I'd just have to take a slight detour but nothing that would make me late if I left a couple minutes earlier than normal. It wouldn't be a bad way to start off my mornings either.

"I could pick her up." I offer.

"I think Taylor is going to get her."

I nod, because as much as I'd love this new morning routine, I can't make it seem like I REALLY want this.

"Okay, well the offer's there." I shrug.

Vin pats my back as he walks by me, "Thanks man, I'm sure she'd appreciate it."

"I drive by on my way to work, so it really wouldn't be a big deal."

"Well, if we don't find anything today, you can let her know." Vin pauses and scopes out the area. 

"I'm gonna go look over here." He points towards the back nearing the fence.

"Alright, I'll check out over there." I point back towards where I came from.

After exploring the yard further, I find another RSX but the front passenger side is smashed, it doesn't look promising. Junk yards are a hit and miss. Sadly, car accidents happen on a daily basis and insurance companies scrap cars all the time. We could come tomorrow, and THE car you need has been put in. The RSX, in particular, is a popular car. Not to mention, they're older cars, and no longer made. There's probably not many left as it is, so car enthusiasts just like
V are always out scavenging and buying parts they don't even need but to turn a profit from it.

The hood is already popped, probably from the crash, I lift the hood to find the engine bay completely bare. I sigh, in relief and in sadness. If we don't find the parts she needs today, she'll be without her car for a couple weeks or even longer, depending on where the parts are coming from. I almost, dare I admit, desperately want the chance to take her to school. I keep looking around the area but don't find anything, without realizing it I walked right to where V is. My foot steps aren't quiet, due to the glass and scrap laying on the ground, so I'm not surprised when she looks over her shoulder at me. I am surprised to see the large smile spread across her face. I like it. A Lot.

"Find anything?" I ask her as I come to stand next to her.

She shakes her head, at the same time she says 'No'.

"I think I have an old bicycle you can borrow." I smile.

She laughs, and its music to my ears. I think I could listen to that the rest of my life. Fuuccckk. That's deep. I'm taken aback at the thought.

"How generous of you."

"Yeah, well I'm just that kind of guy." I wink.

She licks her lips, and it doesn't go unnoticed, whether she mean't for me to notice or not. It's fucking hot, because she has these lips I'm dying to taste. There's sounds of foot steps coming our way, we both look in the direction of the noise, Vance is approaching us with some things in his hands that I can't quite make out. Fuck, If I'm not pissed at his timing. Of course, as much as I want to taste her pretty mouth, it wouldn't happen now.

"Dude. Look at what I found!" He holds up his hands with excitement shown on his face. Seems Vance made out pretty well. He lays down the grill on the hood of the car next to us, along with some other parts, looks like a short shifter, including the boot. He digs into his pocket and pulls out a shift knob, "I can't believe they just left all this in the car, these alone are like sixty bucks!"

"Nice!"

"Well at least someone made out okay." V mutters annoyed, putting her hands on her hips.

Vance's excitement slowly dissipates. "Oh man. Nothing?"

"Nothing." V repeats kicking a rock, that also kicks up some dirt.

"Damn. I'm sorry V."

She shrugs like it's not a big deal, though we all know it is. Vin jogs over joining us, "Didn't find anything. You guys?"

V shakes her head, and stares off towards the other end of the yard.

"Nah." I tell him.

He sighs loudly, "You guys ready to head out then?"

There's some various 'Yeahs', Vance gathers his goods and we all start walking towards the exit. Vance veers off to the booth to pay for his parts, while the rest of us continues to my truck. I glance at V, who is looking behind her, at the old beat up car. My truck beeps as I unlock it, the three of us climb into the cab.

V crosses her arms, "Looks like I may need to borrow that bike after all."

I laugh and start the truck, "I'll do you one better, I travel your way every morning for work. I can just swing by and pick you up."

She looks at me and shifts her body to face me, putting her leg on the seat, then pulling her foot towards her, "You'd do that?"

I'm kind of surprised, she doesn't think I'd do something as simple as this for her? I guess I have to myself more apparent. 

The back door opens as Vance climbs into the cab, putting his parts in the middle of him and Vin, then closing the door.

"Yeah, it's not a problem." What I really want to say is, 'Of course I would, just to spend some time with you.'

"What's not a problem?" Vance butts in.

V looks back at Vance, "Chase taking me to school."

I look at Vance in the rear view mirror, he makes a face, "Why not take the bus?" he asks V. Damn Vance.

I look at V as her face pinches, "Seriously Vance? No. I'm a senior, there is NO way I'm taking the freakin' bus."

Vance shrugs, "What about Taylor?"

"Taylor would have to pass the school to get me, it's kind of counter productive and if Chase passes our house and the school, I won't feel so bad for Taylor going out of her way. It works out this way for everyone."

"Well except Chase." Vance continues.

"I don't mind. I use to pick up your ass everyday until you got your car." I remind him.

"Yeah, but that's when we were IN school."

"Shut up Vance." V snaps at him. "Chase is being nice, stop making it a big deal." She looks at me, "Thank you."

"Yeah sure, have some coffee ready for me." I joke trying to make the awkward situation a little less awkward. I back out of the spot, and start towards the Russo home.  

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