(A/N: Thank you for 1000 reads! Enjoy the chapter. XxD) 

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Shaw slid his door open as he grabbed the top of the doorframe and kicked a guard that was running at him in the chest with both feet.

He ran for the rail, cleanly jumping over it and landing in a somersault as Hobbs tried to get the guards to go after Shaw, all of them only coming after him instead.

Shaw was in his element as he navigated the riot, using other inmates as shields from the rubber bullets before using their own guns to shoot and knock out the guards.

By the time Hobbs finished taking care of the guards on his level, he ran to the rail to watch as Deckard ran and jumped, descending another level as he landed in a somersault again.

Hobbs jumped down to the second level, metal creaking but holding under his weight as he took on a prisoner that came at him with a knife, having waited for his chance to gut the man who put him in there.

Hobbs only turned the knife around on him before taking on the guards.

They shot at him with the rubber bullets. Bullets that only bounced off his muscle, hardly slowing him down.

With the place being locked down, metal doors rolling down to cut off the exits, Hobbs made his way to the lowest level where Deckard was far ahead of him, being quick and nimble enough to manoeuvre his way around and over the fighting prisoners and guards while Hobbs had to go through them with brute strength.

Shaw had just taken care of the last of the guards when Hobbs tackled him, both of them sliding outside as the last roller door shut.

But as they both got to their feet, already in fighting stance facing one another, they were surrounded by men with guns, snipers also on the roof as they aimed, the bright yard lights flashing on.

"Well, that took longer than I expected," Mr Nobody said as he checked his watch, walking up to the two men who still hadn't relaxed from their stance.

"Still faster than any soldier you have in your employ," came a feminine voice and Deckard relaxed when he saw his wife strut over to them, hands in her coat pockets.

She wore a metallic, emerald green silk blouse under the dark coat, matching heels and her usual black pants, her hair out and lips pink as all eyes fell on her. You could watch the drool pouring from the corners of their mouths.

"Hi Decks," she smiled at him before her gaze landed on Hobbs.

Striding over to him, with her eyes like molten fire, all of the men, even Deckard backed away slightly as she pulled her hands out of her pocket and stood almost toe to toe with Hobbs, looking up at him slightly.

She said nothing as her fist landed in Hobbs' abdomen and he doubled over before her ringed left hand scratched his face as she punched him. And then her knee hit home as he fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

"That was for Owen, that was for Deckard and for saying that you would sleep with me," she said calmly as she wiped the blood from her ring and men grimaced at her actions, Deckard the only one with a smug smile on his face.

"We'll see you in six Frankie," she said in goodbye as she took Deckard's hand and led him towards the Aston Martian parked outside the prison fences, Mr Nobody giving a mock salute in farewell.

Her hands were tight on the steering wheel as she revved the engine and drove off, heart in her throat.

"There's water, some protein bars and an ice pack in the glove box. You can shower and change when we get there."

"And where is there, exactly? And why are you working with Frank?"

Katrina sighed as Deckard took the water.

"Three weeks ago, I was putting together a team to bust you out when he sent out a coded message he knew I would get. I made a deal with him."

"What kind of deal?" Deckard asked with a raised eyebrow.

"One that gets Owen out of the black-site he's in and to a place with better medical care, and that got you out of prison without me lifting a finger."

"And what does he get in return?"

"He wants our help tracking down Cipher."

"Cipher? You serious?!" Deckard asked and whether he was shocked or eager Katrina couldn't tell.

"Toretto's working with her. And we'll be working with Toretto's team to find him and Cipher."

"Jesus, Kats. This not what I was expecting when I got out of prison."

"Oh yeah, what were you expecting?"

"Hot shower, nice dinner with a bottle of red wine, maybe even a scotch. And a king-size bed that I could pleasure my wife in till the sun comes up."

Katrina rolled her eyes as she smirked. "Well, you can still have all that. Just I think the room Frank set us up in has a queen bed, not a king. And we've only got about six hours till the rest of Dom's team get here."

"I take it back. This is way better than what I expected," he said as he slipped his hand into one of Katrina's as she laughed, and he brought it to his lips.

He would deal with having to work with Hobbs and Toretto's team later, right now he was really looking forward to some decent food and a shower, so then he could show his wife just how grateful he was for his rescue.