A/N: Because you asked for it! Another double upload!! Henny's story is coming to an end . . . until the next movie!
The closer we got to wherever we're going, I could see the tension in my husband's body rising. By the time the car stopped, his knuckles were white and his grip was indented on the steering wheel.
"I hope this brother of yours is as good a mechanic as you say he is." Deckard said when we got out of the jeep.
"Jonah's the best mechanic I know besides my wife, but he has the patience for the really little things that she doesn't . . . and he's gonna help us. That is if he doesn't kill me first." Luke said.
"You want me to go with you?" I asked.
"No, this is something that I need to do alone." he sort of smiled and kissed my forehead when I looked up for a kiss.
Luke walked to the porch and paced a little. I can sense his nerves from here and it's making me nervous.
"Calm down, darling. He'll be fine." Deckard said.
"We'll see." I muttered, biting my lip.
"I don't know about that." Hattie replied. "He looks like he's gonna be sick."
"Yeah, take your time! Hey, it's only my sister's life and the fate of the world we're waitin' on!" Deckard shouted, making me hit his shoulder but that appeared to be the bolster he needed.
"Ooh, here we go." Hattie said when Luke turned and knocked on the door.
"Oh shit." I muttered.
"Bet you 50 he punches him in the face." Deckard said and it made me smile.
"Deal." Hattie said and I smiled again when the two of them simultaneously leaned back against the jeep and crossed their arms.
"Penny?" Deckard asked.
"No, I am not betting on that. Though I would bet with Deckard, knowing how my husband is. It must run in the family." I smiled when Hattie cursed.
The door slid open and a man stood there but Luke was blocking the view so I couldn't see his face. Suddenly my husband's head snapped back and he went crashing down the stairs. I tried to run over to him but Deckard grabbed my arm.
"You see? It's not just me. Leave him darling, he needs to do this." he said.
I watched as more men walked out from inside the pretty house and my eyes widened, how many of them think they're gonna hit my husband. Slowly I slid my hand behind me to grab the gun tucked into my waistband but Deckard stopped me again.
"That's not going to do any good, what had to happen, happened. Just watch." he said.
We heard the guy, who I'm assuming is family, shout and berate my husband for about five minutes, I thought I was the only one who could do that. Before the arguing could continue a sandal shot out of the front door and hit the smaller man on the side of the head. Impressive aim.
"Oh shit, did you see that?" I asked, doing my best to hold in my snickers.
"That was amazing." Hattie said.
"Momma power." I smiled.
"Hey! No fighting under this roof, eh! Is that my Luke? Oka! My baby's home." she said, her eyes softening when they landed on my husband.
"Hey, mama." Luke sighed.
He turned around and waved us over. For a second I hesitated but Deckard grabbed my arm again and pulled me along.
"Go meet the family." he smiled.
"Mama, this is Deckard and Hattie Shaw. This is Penelope Toretto-Hobbs, my wife." Luke said.
"Wife? You bring me your wife? Oh, you beautiful woman! You did right boy, come inside, come inside." she said, grabbing my hand and yanking me inside.
I guess today is the day for me to be manhandled. The inside was just as pretty as the outside and even better if you ask me. The clutter and things thrown about speak of a house well lived in. A loved home that's seen decades of one family come in and out. It's what I wish our house to look like at some point.
"Penny, that's Jonah, my brother." Luke said once we were inside.
"Nice to meet you." I said, smiling at the guy who was glaring at Luke.
"Nice to meet you, too." he replied.
Luke's mom sat at the table and all of the men flanked either side. It's a stand of respect and unity, one that I can appreciate but now isn't the time for it. We need to get everyone on the same page if we're gonna get this over with.
"Oka, I miss my baby boy. Well, look at you, all skin and bones. Come over here and eat." his mom said.
"No, no, no, Mama, I just... There's no time. Look, I'm sorry, I didn't wanna bring trouble here." Luke said.
"You shoulda stayed away. What did you bring here? What's going on?" Jonah angrily asked.
"I bought the truth here." Luke argued.
"What truth?"
"The truth is we were set up. We were framed by the people who created the deadly virus."
"Oh, come on."
"It could go global if it's not stopped. We could all die, all of us. Everybody here on this fale, everybody on the island, everybody around the world. Jonah, I need you to help fix this machine. I need you to help my friends and I need us to build defenses around here now." Luke pleaded.
"You think you can just come back in here and we're gonna help you after everything you did?" Jonah demanded.
"Yes!"
"Not gonna happen."
"It's bigger than you and I!" Luke argued.
"I don't care!" his brother replied.
"It's bigger than you and I! We could die!" Luke shouted and I instinctively covered my belly, Deckard rubbed my arm and smiled softly but I could see right through it. I appreciate the effort though.
"Good! Because I would rather die than help you, Buddha head!"
"Listen, I know your brother's hard to be around, believe me, but I trust him. He brought us here because this place has something that nowhere else on the planet does. You." Deckard said.
"You don't know me, I don't know you, okay? Time for you all to go. Take your machine with you. Go! Now!" Jonah said and my heart plummeted.
"Jonah Hobbs! Have some respect for your uso. If he needs anything, we're gonna give it to him. The food off our tables, the clothes off our back. Even the mana of the island and you boys, all of you boys, you show our guests here fa'a aloalo, or so help me God, I'm gonna take this here slipper and I'm gonna sasa your big fat heads. You boys here me?" Momma Hobbs said and they all changed their tune, all of their heads bowed as she shouted.
"I'm sorry to bring this here, mama." Luke said.
"Luke, this is your home. We Samoans, we can handle troubles." she smiled.
She insisted that we all eat and once Luke told her I was eating for two, that insistence turned into 'I don't have a choice'. The way that the men here gravitate around her makes me smile, every move is made to protect her. She runs this house and this family and they all know that.
"Oka, you're gonna give me a grandbaby." she said with tears in her eyes.
"Number three actually." I said.
"Three?"
"Yeah, two girls and we don't know yet." Luke smiled.
"So many." she sadly stated and I could see the sadness on both of their faces.
"I'm gonna be an uncle again." Jonah said, his temper and attitude still there for his brother but his eyes softened just a little when he looked at me.
"Yeah, baby number three." I smiled, lacing my fingers through Lukes. "Alright, that meal was delicious but we've gotta get started." I said.
"Your wife is just like you." another brother said.
"You have no idea, Matteo." Luke sighed.
"Let's get out of here." Jonah said, walking off ahead of us.
We walked out of the house with the promise to come back later. All of Luke's cousins had trucks parked around, and they all got in to head to the garage. Luke helped me hop into one and then turned to help Hattie, Deckard hopped in after his sister, and Luke was last. The ride wasn't long and I couldn't help looking around, it really is quite beautiful.
We got out of the back of the truck and walked up to some doors. Deckard took off somewhere, Luke, Hattie, and I waited to get into the garage. The place looks huge so I'm really excited.
"It's quite the place." I told my husband as we stood in front of the garage doors.
"Quiet." Hattie added.
"Yeah, for a chop shop and it's only quiet until the doors open." Luke replied and it shocked me.