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"Touchdown baby!"

Izzy looked through the back windshield and smiled in relief when she noticed the car's behind them.

"Car check. Call it in!" Dom called into the walkie. He got three replies but it was the last one that didn't surprise anybody. "Sit tight Roman we'll come back for you." Izzy chuckled and could only hope Cowboy didn't kill the man before they could be rescued.

"You've only got one chance to do this Dom. You miss that mark and it's goodbye to Ramsey and your hopes at getting Shaw."

"That ain't gonna happen." Izzy wished she could have inherited his courage and confidence. Instead, she lucked out and battled her anxiety endlessly.

"I'll see you at the pickup."

"Okay so be honest, is this the craziest thing you've ever done?" Dom chuckled and shook his head no. "That's good to know I guess."

"We've got this." Dom found himself repeating those words to her more than he'd like to admit. Normally his team backed him up with anything but he had to remember this girl was new to his style and flair, he knew she'd adjust. They sped closer to the bus and Izzy watched with wide eyes as two of the trucks surrounding it opened their back hatches and pointed guns at them.

"Oh shit!" She squealed and ducked her head down as bullets started to hit their car. Dom forced her head down lower as he swerved to avoid getting hit.

"Tej shoot it!" He glanced at the girl saw her eyes were staring right back at him and for a brief second, he saw a glimpse in them that screamed familiarity to him. He just couldn't remember who she reminded him of. "Alright, formation!" Izzy sat up and looked around wildly as the shooting stopped. "Punch it!" Her back hit the seat as Dom rammed the car into the back of Letty's, forcing hers to crash into Brian's. They veered off the formation as Tej caused the two trucks shooting at them to crash into the trees.

"I don't think I want to ride with you next time," Izzy mumbled as her breathing became quicker.

"I'm not that bad." The man chuckled quietly. In what was usually a tense situation, he enjoyed the girl's small jokes and light laughter. She was the comedic relief in his usually intense world. He looked over her and smirked at his wife, though she still hadn't remembered that small detail. Her car matched up evenly with his and he smirked her way. "Hook 'em up." He spoke into the walkie. He looked away from her as Franco set up the hook. He timed it perfectly with Franco and the lines were sent into the back of the bus. "Lock it up." The back of the bus exploded just as he stepped on the brakes and the door came flying off, crashing into the car trying to creep up behind them.

"Oh geez." Izzy breathed out slowly. She was starting to give herself whiplash as she tried to pay attention to everything happening around her.

"Brian, you're up!" This was the part Izzy dreaded the most. Brian had to climb out of his car and onto the bus while Genie had to jump onto Tej's truck and ride with them. She watched with bated breath as the scene unfolded and she slumped once both guys made it to where they needed to be. She picked up the walkie and didn't hesitate to call for him. "Genie?"

"I'm good." She set the walkie back down and met Dom's stare. She nodded once and he sped up, their turn to be in on the action. Brian and Ramsey waited at the back of the speeding bus for Dom to get closer and once he was, Brian pushed her off. The girl landed with a thud on the hood of the car and she screamed as she struggled to grab ahold of anything. "Oh fuck." Izzy sighed before jumping into action. She undid the straps of her seatbelt and pushed herself through the roof, her bottom half still in the car.

"Grab my hand!" She extended her arm for Ramsey to grab. The curly haired woman managed to clench her fingers around Izzy's just as the car was rammed into. Ramsey did her best to hang on and unknowingly pulled more of Izzy's body out of the car. Izzy kept ahold of Ramsey as she squealed and stared in shock at the other driver. "Deckard." She looked at Dom through the windshield and noticed his fierce gaze on the British man. "Ramsey hang on!" She shouted just as Deckard rammed into them again.

The girls managed not to slide down any further and Izzy swore under her breath as she maneuvered her body out of the car and beside Ramsey. "I hate this job." She mumbled as she pushed Ramsey towards the sunroof. "I really hate this job." She watched as the girl fell through the hole and just as she went to climb in herself, Deckard rammed into them again. Izzy felt her hands lose grip and she flew through the air before she felt herself land onto another car. She didn't register that Deckard sped up and caught her until she looked up and saw his smirking face staring back at her.

"Dom!" She yelled out for the man and he swore under his breath as he tried to figure out a way to get the girl back. Dom rammed into Deckard this time and forced him off-road. They sped through the trees and Izzy held on as tightly as she could as branches whipped around her. Deckard saw Dom dealing with another driver and he took the opportunity to flip his sunroof open and hold his hand out for the girl on his hood. Izzy weighed her options quickly and against her better judgment, she used whatever strength she had left to push herself up and reach for his hand. Deckard pulled her into the truck and assessed her quickly before turning his attention to the girl's father.

"You're Deckard Shaw." Izzy was in slight awe of the man. She'd been tracking him for months and having dealt with him in person, she could see why people feared him.

"I am." He confirmed. "Hold on." Izzy didn't have time to brace herself as he drove over a small cliff. Her head  smacked against the window as the truck rolled sideways before finally crashing into a tree. She gasped and panted for breath before groaning as her head began to throb. She heard another small crash and looked up as Deckard kicked the door off it's hinges. He hopped out and held his hand out to her. She looked at it for a second before grabbing it and letting him pull her out. He lifted her out of the car and she gasped as a pain in her ribs burned through her body.

"You okay?" Deckard made quick work of assembling his gun as he watched her fall against the truck.

"No," Izzy replied honestly. "I think I broke a couple ribs." She grimaced as she held onto her side. "You're not gonna shoot me, are you?" She eyed the gun curiously.

"No." He answered. "Wait here. I'll be back for you." He took off running before she could ask another question and she cursed under her breath.

She forced herself to walk a few steps as she weighed her options. He knew where she was and he more than likely knew his way out of the woods, she had no clue where she was. She could barely walk without wanting to faint, much less find her own way out. "Fuck I'm screwed." She exhaled. There was nothing but trees around her and another crashed car, which was slowly being engulfed in flames. "I hate this job." She was fucked.

She moved back to the demolished truck and sat with her back against it, crying out as pain engulfed most of her body. She felt tears slide down her face and she could only hope her team didn't think she was dead.

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Dom grunted as he pulled himself from the wrecked car. He heard footsteps come toward him before hands were helping him to his feet.

"That's one way down a mountain." Brian joked. "Where's Ramsey?" He asked just as everyone came close enough to see the unconscious woman. "And Izzy?"

"Shaw has her." Dom held himself still as Genie rushed forward and pushed him into the wreckage.

"How the fuck does he have her!" He shouted in the man's face. "You had one fucking job!"

"We'll get her back." Brian pushed the two apart and intervened. He looked to Tej for help as he noticed Franco and Monty square their shoulders.

"For your sake," Genie got in Dom's face again and fought the urge to punch him. "You better hope that we fucking do."