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De aged Deckard: You’re gonna go far, kid - Part 36

Summary: When the Shaw siblings try to break into an Eteon facility, they’re met with some unexpected consequences. Now, it’s up to Owen and Hattie to be the older siblings Deckard never had. Even if they have no idea what they’re doing

Part 35

           Victor frowned as he looked over Queenie’s shoulder at the tablet she was using to contact every possible crew she had under thumb that could make it to Paris as quickly as possible. There were quite a few that were already appearing in the city, ready to do Queenie’s bidding and save their son. However, knowing that paid criminals were searching for his son made Victor’s skin crawl. Even though many people in his family were paid criminals, it was odd to think of these people trying to help a ten-year-old boy and not committing a crime.

           There were many people he didn’t recognize on the map of Paris Queenie had that track several people. He saw the other Toretto and M already on the map, small icons representing them as they slowly made their way across the city. However, there were three other icons that he had no idea who they were. All five crews were in different areas of the city, hopefully scouting out every possible place where Cipher was heading with Deckard.

           “Who are the other crews?” Victor eventually spoke up, half expecting Queenie not to even bother answering him, but she did.

           “Verone, Suki, and Leysa. Some of my newest crews who need to prove themselves to me.” Queenie sniffed. “Oh speaks highly of Verone, but I don’t doubt that’s only his opinion of the man in bed. I don’t need his shaft, I need his skills on the streets.”

           Victor let out a choking noise. He didn’t need to know that about his son or hear his wife say that sentence.

           “And the other two?” He coughed.

           “Suki has shown great promise in taking jobs for me in the States, and Toretto was right that Leysa would be a good fit. Even Jeffery enjoys her company.”

           Nodding, Victor had to wonder why Queenie was telling him all this, but he suspected it was because his wife never had anyone else to talk to about these things. Maybe Deckard, but seeing as the boy was the one missing, Victor was willing to fill that role. After all, he never saw his wife discussing these things with either Owen or Hattie, especially if Queenie was insulting Owen’s choice in bed mates. And from what Victor had gathered, his children hadn’t been on the best terms in the last few years, especially Hattie.

           Surprisingly, Hattie was the one that was most like him.

           She had his temper for sure, along with his foul mouth, competitive nature, and need to feel superior. When he had seen these traits in her as a child, he had tried to do all he could to foster them, even going as far as praising her when she got in trouble at school. He always got the dirtiest looks from Deckard, but he was proud when his daughter always won a fist fight against an upperclassman. However, he had to wonder if picking fights was the best thing to teacher. Maybe he should have tried to balance her out with learning patience instead.

           Too little, too late, he thought to himself. But, not for Deckard.

           Glancing around the plane, he saw Toretto’s crew huddled in small groups, all of them giving a wide birth to Lore and that Han fellow. Victor had no idea how to feel about the crew and their issues about cyborgs and betrayal, instead he was carefully staying away from them. And it looked like his twins were doing the same as they sat next to Hobbs, practically glued to his side and looking exhausted.

           Victor secretly hated seeing his children clinging to some random man, wanting him to give them comfort instead of their own parents, both of whom were only a few feet away. It was insulting that someone that had actively hunted all three of his children was now a person who they cuddled with. Victor tried to think back to a time where any of his children had done the same to him and the only memory he could dredge up was of Deckard as a toddler, crying his head off. Victor had been pissed off by being woken up and had picked the boy up, planning on spanking him but was shocked when he immediately quieted down and snuggled into his chest. It had been one of the only nights Victor had let Deckard sleep in his bed. However, Victor couldn’t think of a single time Owen or Hattie had come to him for physical comfort.

           Glaring, Victor tore his eyes away from the scene, feeling his blood boiling at the idea of his children not respecting or loving him enough to ask him for even a hug. Instead of confronting them, however, Victor turned his anger on a more appropriate target. Walking away from Queenie, he approached Lore, who was sitting at the back of the plane away from everyone else and staring out a window. The man’s body was coiled tightly, as if he was ready to jump without a parachute and land on the ground safely. And, knowing what he was, Victor had a sneaking suspicion Lore might in fact be able to do just that.

           “What were you to my son?” Victor asked bluntly, not bothering with any pleasantries or greetings. He didn’t owe the man that kind of respect.

           “His fiancé, before he killed me.” Lore snapped back just as fast, not bothering with any decorum either.

           “Did you love him?”

           Lore didn’t seem to be expecting that as the disgusted look he had on his face whenever he even looked in Victor, disappeared for a split second. He stared at Victor for a moment, eyes scanning him up and down, no doubt searching for the reason he wanted to know that information.

           “Yes.”

           “Do you still love him?”

           It took Lore a longer moment to answer.

           “Yes.”

           “You know he’s with Hobbs now.” It wasn’t a question.

           “Yes.” Lore sneered. “He certainly has a type, doesn’t he? I’m just glad he’s not like other people and try to get with people like their fathers.”

           Victor meet the subtle insult with a bored expression. He didn’t need to know anything about who his son was attracted to, or if his own appearance had anything to do with that.

           “What are you going to do when we get him back?”

           “Now, that,” Lore bore his teeth at him. “Is none of your bloody business.”

           “If it involves my son, then it does.” Victor snapped.

           “As if you ever cared about him!” Lore hissed and stood from his seat, getting right up in Victor’s face. The man was slightly taller than him and used it to his advantage to tower over Victor. Not to be intimidated, Victor didn’t back down even an inch, instead throwing his shoulders back and puffing out his chest. “All you ever did to him was berate and abuse him.”

           “I love my son!” Victor barked.

           “You almost killed him!”

           Victor flinched back as that was shouted in his face. Deflating, Victor didn’t bother denying it. He had almost killed Deckard, several times in fact.

           Before he could even think of anything to defend himself, Victor felt a strong hand on his forearm. Looking down, Victor followed the hand up to see Queenie’s secondhand man, Jefferey, glaring at them both.

           “Mr. Shaw, if you’d follow me.” Jeffery spoke without any emotion. “Madam would appreciate you not dying today. Why, I couldn’t fathom why.”

           Snatching his arm away from the snarky man, Victor stormed away from the two and could hear Jefferey’s footsteps following after him closely. Marching up to Queenie, who didn’t even bother looking up at him, he snarled:

           “I don’t need your lapdog’s protection!”

           “If you want to make it off this plane alive, I suggest you stick close to Jefferey.” She drawled. “Because he’s the only thing between you and every other bloke here that wants you dead.”

           “And he doesn’t want to kill me?” Victor sneered.

           “He does.” Queenie glanced up at him finally, eyes narrowed dangerously. “The only reason he won’t is because I told him to keep your crusty arse alive.”

           “Why?” Victor knew his wife hated him with her whole being.

           “Because I don’t need Deckard crying and asking where you are again.”

           Guilt crashed over Victor like a wave.

--

           Isabelle had lived in Paris her whole life, never once leaving the city, but that hadn’t stopped her from seeing all sorts of tourists in her eighty years of life. She had seen every kind imaginable: the rude, the curious, the disrespectful, the ones who wanted to learn French, the wannabe Picassos, and many, many more. So, when she got on the train to visit one of her friends on the other side of the city, she wasn’t surprised to see so many tourists.

           She smiled cordially to a middle aged man who gave up his seat to her. Sitting down, she smiled at the woman and child next to her. The woman was wearing large sunglasses that took up half of her face, and she was looking down at her phone, tapping away as quick as can be. Next to her was a small boy, his clothes slightly too big, and Isabelle had to wonder if they were hand-me-downs because his sleeves covered his hands completely. He was sitting rigidly, almost scared to move in case he got in trouble. Smiling slightly, Isabelle had to wonder if it was the boy’s first time riding the train, or maybe even in the big city.

           Reaching into her bag, she searched until she found the container of cookies she had just made that morning. She had been planning on giving them to her friend and her friend’s grandchildren, but she was sure they wouldn’t notice one missing. Pulling out a large chocolate chip cookie, she held it out in front of the boy. Slowly, he turned to look up at her with wide, confused eyes.

           “Gift.” She told the boy in English, her accent thick. Just as slowly, the boy reached for the cookie and his fingers grabbed it, Isabelle’s eyes widened when she saw bloody marks on his wrist. She could only stare at the boy as he basically inhaled the cookie, almost as if he hadn’t eaten in days. Heart hurting for the boy, she opened to her mouth to ask if he was alright, the woman next to the boy was jumping to her feet.

           “Get the fuck over here!” She hissed angrily, grabbing the boy’s arm tightly and pulling him out of his seat. She started to drag him down the cabin, away from Isabelle. Frowning, Isabelle watched the two for the rest of the ride.

           The woman stayed on her phone while the boy simply sat there, staring down at the floor and not even bothering to raise his head to see the city.

           Decision made, Isabelle made note of which stop they got off at before pulling out a small smartphone one of her grandsons insisted she have at all times. Good thing she did, or she wouldn’t have been able to contact her great-nephew, Tarconi.

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Request= Here is another request. What if Cipher wanted Carter Verone's help but when he refused she kidnapped a pregnant Owen. Cue Carter going to Brian for help and Deckard and Hobbs rescuing Owen and Baby Brian.

Carter leaned back in his beach chair, enjoying the cool drink in his hand and the sun warming his body.

Hawaii was the best place to hide from the cops, in Carter's opinion.

Suddenly, be felt a shadow cross over him and block out the sun. Opening his eyes, Carter rose and eyebrow when he saw a woman standing in front of him

She was smirking, a hand on her hip as she looked down at him

"Carter Verone?" She asked smoothly

"Yeah? Who's asking?" He snapped. Nobody should know that he was there

"Just someone who has a job you might be interested in."

"Shove it, lady." Carter hissed. "I'm on vacation."

"Maybe you'll change your mind after you see this." The woman shrugged, her smirk growing bigger as she handed him a tablet.

Looking up at her suspiciously, Carter took the tablet and saw a video playing

His heart stopped

He watched as Owen Shaw paced in a small room, looking just like an angry panther. But, as Carter looked closer, he could see Owen cradling a very big belly

"That's..." Carter whispered

He hadn't seen Owen in months. The last time they had been together, they had tumbled into bed and the next morning saying goodbye again.

Wait. Several months

"The baby's your's." The woman boldly told him. Glancing away from the video, Carter saw the woman lean closer. "So, if you don't want either him or the kid to be hurt, you might want to reconsider my offer."

Carter glared at the woman, hands clenched tightly around the tablet

~~~

Jaw clenched, Carter knocked on the door in front of him and waited

"Hold on, I'm coming!" A voice called out. Suddenly, the door opened and revealed Brian O'Conner, who's smile immediately dropped when he saw Carter. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

"Heard you've gone traitor," Carter smirked. "Thought I'd drop by and congratulate you.'

"Fuck off, you prick." Brian hissed at him. "Get the hell out of here before I beat your ass."

"Fine." Carter rolled his eyes. "I need your help."

"What? Why would you need my help?" Brian narrowed his eyes

"Some bitch kidnapped my very pregnant boyfriend." Carter explained. "And I need help getting him out of there. I heard some of your friends are in a similar boat as me."

Brian stared at him, not sure if he should believe the story or not. But, as he looked closer, he could see the dark circles under under Carter's eyes. Maybe he wasn't lying

"Let me make a few calls and see what I can do."

~~~

Carter sat with his hands clasped in front of him, leg bouncing up and down as he kept glancing at the door to the roof

Where the fuck was Owen?

Deckard had called him and said that they were on their way. But they still weren't there

After having to work with Toretto's crew, Carter was exhausted and just wanted to see Owen and make sure he was actually all right

He had been recruited by Mr. Nobody and forced to go into the freezing cold to battle a submarine just to make sure Owen was safe

So, where the hell was he?!

But, even though Carter felt close to screaming that to the sky, the roof's door finally opened, revealing Deckard and Owen Shaw

Deckard was carrying a baby carrier, no doubt Toretto's son, and had an arm wrapped around Owen's waist

Without hesitation, Carter was on his feet and making a beeline for the brothers

"Cart!" Owen's eyes were wide as he broke away from Deckard to run into Carter's arms.

Hugging him tightly, Carter let out a long sigh of relief. He never thought he'd ever feel Owen in his arms again

They stayed like that for some time, quietly whispering to each other.

"Never do that again, Owen." Carter begged quietly

"Wasn't bloody planning on it," Owen chuckled. "And I'm sure the little tyke would want to either."

He looked down, rubbing a hand over his belly. Carter reached out and put his own hand on top of Owen's

"Good. I don't know what I would have done if either of you had gotten hurt."

Owen smiled at him and leaned in for a kiss