Dom settled into his seat in the back corner (it helped knowing the bartender) and began his own little ritual: people watching. He liked to see who came in and what they enjoyed.

When Leon walked in, though, it became something more. He needed to know what was wrong with his friend, because dealing with it rewuired knowledge.

Leon walked into the Crash and Burn, hsi head was spinning, he had just gotten back from talking to his sister, she had cried into his chest for so long that his own heart had broken, he had heled her while she cried.

He walke into the place like he owned it, his face hard as he looked around, it was relavently empty which was what he wanted. He slid onto the bar stool nodding at the bartending ordering a strong shot of Jack.

Dom didn't like the look on Lein's face, so he left his cozy corner and joined the man at the bar.

"Hey."

Leon turned ,seeing the large impossing figure that was Dominc Toretto approaching him, he sighed, he couldnt bee dealing with him right now but the look on the other mans face, showed him he really had no choice.

"Dom" He stated before downing the Jack and ordering another.

"So... Who is Nessa?" He'd been wanting to know the story since the race, but he hadn't had the heart to ask Faye (and he hadn't seen her) so now was the time to ask Leon. He might get an answer, he might get gibberish. These days, with Leon, who knew?

Leon spun on Dom so fast he almost dropped his drink, his eyes narrowed dangerously so, how the hell did he even know about her, he shook his head, he stopped figureing Dom out a long time ago.

"Shes just some chick i hooked up with in Miami"

"According to her and Faye the other night at the race, she's just a bit more. Since when did you hook up with cops?"

In all honesty, Dom could see exactly why Leon had hooked up with her, but he was trying to be an ass on purpose to get a reaction. Part of him was still riding the high from the proposal, though, so he could just be being an ass.

Leon shifted "Dont even go there, your sisters marrying one" He hissed, and once upon a time so had he, he coudl remember that day so clearly, the propsoal had been out of the blue, he hadnt even got a ring, three weeks later she had walked out on him.

"She was FBI, but when its there its there "He stated, he wasnt like the others, he didnt care about cops or anything like that, never had.

"Fair enough, though Brian is on shaky ground in that area anyway." Dom thought for a moment. Leon wasn't biting on any of his topic starters; at least not the way he wanted him to. Time for drastic measures.

"So, since when is a psycho more important than family?"

Leon turned dark scathing eyes onto the man who had taken him in all those years ago and let out a low growl.

"Chris and Isabelle are two different people" He hissed and he wouldnt have even got into it if it hadnt been for Nessa, if he hadnt seen her he would have never even looked at Chris.

"So... you fell madly in bed with the good twin? To the point that when the bad twin showed up you were confused? And that doesn't explain why you chose either one over your flesh and blood sister, who was in danger and hurting."

Leon tensesd his hands around the glass so hard he was afraid that the glass would break under him. He shook his head, dark gaze darkening even more. "LEave it Dawg" He stated coldly, knowing if Dom pushed any further then he would eventually get to the real reason of him having seen Nessa, that was what had fucked him up, not that fact Chris had shown back up again.

"Me and Faye have sorted things, so just leave it"