Letty is back home in LA without her memories. She's quickly falling for Dom, but she's worried that after all she's been through, being in love with someone she just met might not be the best idea. Can talking to the team help her understand why falling in love with Dom comes as naturally as breathing to her? Set after FF6 during the family BBQ. Letty/Dom/Brian/Mia

Chapter 1

It was Sunday, which meant that everyone would soon arrive at what Dom had explained was he and Letty's house for their traditional family barbeque. Letty allowed her dark hair to cascade down her back and rest over her black undershirt. She hadn't wanted to pull her hair back today, despite the summer heat. She liked it this way. It coincided with how she'd been feeling lately, wild, as if the burden of life or death no longer weighed down her small shoulders.

Despite her new found freedom, Letty struggled silently with herself, torn in a battle between her heart and her head. She wanted answers. She needed to know why her emotions were tossing her around as if she sat in a row boat on the sea in the middle of a hurricane.

Her soulful, brown eyes lingered through the kitchen window as she washed the cooler that would soon be filled with ice-cold Corona's. Methodically, she watched the handsome man, built like a professional wrestler, as he prepared the grill with his smaller, yet adorable, blue-eyed best friend/brother-in-law. She studied the breadth of his shoulders and the curve of his chest and she noted that he was nearly twice her size. Her brow furrowed with so many questions. How in the hell could she have forgotten him? Why did he love her so much? What made him place all bets on convincing her to come back home with him? And why had she put all of her faith in him when he'd asked her to? Dom fascinated her and it seemed that everything she learned about him only caused her to want to learn more.

Letty had known Dom for all of six weeks, at least in her mind, but in that time he'd managed to garner complete loyalty from her. She felt a deep need to protect him with a passion that she hadn't felt in the sum of the previous year she remembered. In short, she would kick anyone's ass who attempted to hurt him. Despite her small stature, she knew she could.

But it was the deeper feelings beyond loyalty that Letty felt for Dom that caused her to toss and turn in her bed at night. It was an emotion stronger than friendship and laced with attraction that had crept into her heart and threatened to make her lose all sense of rational thought. Just in the past two weeks, she'd spent hours staring at the ceiling of her freshly painted room, that had once belonged to Mia, contemplating the man who'd turned her whole world around and kept her grounded to it at the same time.

She thought it was crazy that she could feel this committed to and this safe with a man she barely knew given the time she'd spent traveling with Shaw. Shaw had demanded respect. He'd bought loyalty with money and threats, but across twelve countries and a full year, she'd never actually been prepared to kill anyone who'd thought to hurt him, and she'd questioned her willingness to allow herself to be harmed defending him.

Letty's draw to Dom was markedly different, and she saw with her own eyes that his entire team shared her resolve. It couldn't have only been because he'd saved her life, although she knew that had helped. But it wasn't just that. Even Ivory had knocked her out of the way of a bullet before. No, this was something else entirely.

On the surface Dom was simple. He loved his family, and his definition was broad, only requiring love, fidelity, respect, and an obsession with cars to qualify. He was quiet more often than not, choosing to let his actions speak for him. And when he loved, he loved fully, offering everyone that he loved, everything that he had to give. But Letty recognized his complexity underneath the surface. He lived by a code that all of his family seemed to understand. He'd lost many loved ones, including her for a time, and it had changed him and shaped his attitude. Most importantly, he didn't feel bound by ordinary convention, having decided that a life of crime was just as worthy as any other he might've carved out.

Letty placed the cooler on the counter and moved to the freezer to pull out a bag of ice. She pursed her lips in frustration. Her feelings were powerful and she felt them into her very being, but she couldn't make sense of them because logic dictated that she couldn't possibly love someone that she'd only met a month and a half ago, even if his name was Dominic Toretto.

Every day since she'd almost been murdered, she'd learned more about herself and how she fit into the world. She knew that she had an instinctual nature. She generally went with what she felt, but when she'd woken up in the hospital, unsure as to who she was or why she was there, she went against her instinct to flee and decided to trust Shaw, the only person who seemed to have even a tiny piece of information about her. But deep down she didn't like Shaw. Her gut told her that he was a bad guy. Her eyes told her that he didn't care about her or his team.

A year without memories had forced her to operate in a perpetual mode of survival. Her wits and unmatched skill with automotives alone had kept her alive and given her a sense of identity - she was the tough, racer chick with a mean streak, - but she hadn't had any time to figure out why she was making the decisions she made. She hadn't had any time to think about anything that wasn't how she was going to make it from one day to the next.

Now, in LA, Letty was nestled safely in the middle of a team that spoke and acted and believed themselves to be a family. No matter which direction she turned, she was surrounded by protective, kind faces. Whenever she searched, she found Dom nearby. He'd clearly proven that he was willing to die at a moment's notice if it meant that she could live, or in the alternative, an idea that Letty only occasionally allowed herself to fully comprehend, was willing to die right along with her rather than live without her again.

If she turned her head in the opposite direction she'd find Mia. To Letty, Mia was a pretty, smart woman with a motherly nature that radiated from her. Whether Letty had intended for it to happen or not, Mia intended to take care of her in all things domestic. She'd made it clear that Letty was home and she'd done everything she could to make sure the house was suitable for family. Mia also had a strong, protective quality that Letty admired and it immediately had afforded the slightly younger woman Letty's unwavering respect and affection. It was under these conditions that Letty discovered another side to herself that was full of care and compassion.

Letty gathered from what Dom and everyone else around her said that he and she had been very much in love and that she was the love of his life. Just by looking at Dom, she knew that what everyone said was true. He loved her. Period. There was no question, not even a speck of doubt. She felt it come off of him in every movement, every word. And there was something about the strength of his devotion, the sheer power of his commitment that had caused her to trust him fully. It was strange, but she felt like she could see past any nonsense and right into his core. It was almost as if she could see into his soul. It was this sight that made her feel like she belonged next to him. But still, her mind couldn't explain what her heart knew as fact, and she had no memories to justify it, so she fought against it.

"He's like gravity," Brian explained as he walked into the kitchen carrying a bag of charcoal.

Letty put down the bag of ice and shifted to face the cheerful blonde. She eyed him cautiously before she relaxed her shoulders and gave him a friendly smirk when she assessed the goofy grin on his face. She'd been caught staring at Dom and there wasn't any way around it.

Letty liked Brian from what she could tell of him. She suspected that what she liked most about him was his intense loyalty and unfettered love for Mia and Dom. Brian was all action. When he loved, he loved hard. Letty enjoyed that quality in a person.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"It's kind of hard to explain, but it's just his thing. He draws people in."

"Even you?" Letty asked with a grin.

Brian laughed with a wide smile that made his little boy features shine past the adult aspects of his face. Letty smiled too. "No, no, actually that was all Mia's doing. But Dom you know, it's kind of like once he lets you in, you never really want to leave."

Letty tilted her head to the side, contemplating Brian's words. Is that what happened to her?

Brian moved to the refrigerator and pulled out two beers, too impatient for her to prepare the cooler. Fitting. She'd forgotten to add impulsive to her list of traits she'd spotted in Brian.

"Then of course there's you... wherever there's a Dom, there's a Letty," he said as he fished in a drawer for a bottle opener. Letty felt her eyebrows raise with curiosity. Everyone around her had conveyed this same sentiment to her in one form or another, as if she and Dom were an inevitability. It made her wonder if there had been any outcome in London other than this one that ended with her in the Toretto house.

Brian's smile increased ten-fold. Whatever memory he wanted to tell her about made him happy. "There's no way, no way in hell I would've had a shot with Mia if you hadn't calmed Dom down about me dating his sister." Letty laughed and allowed herself to lean back onto the kitchen counter. She liked this side of Brian. He usually harbored such guilt about what happened to her that she'd questioned if they had had any time together that wasn't fraught with danger.

"Yep, it's like you're the only person in the whole world who can change Dom's mind without even trying." Brian handed Letty one of his two beers. She felt the cold glass against her hand and let Brian's words linger in her ears.

"Brian!" Mia called from outside.

"Uh oh, sounds like I'm in trouble." Brian moved for the refrigerator and pulled out two more beers. "Better bring these to appease the masses," he joked before heading for the door.

"Hey, Brian. Can I ask you something?"

Brian turned back toward Letty and stepped closer to her. "Anything," he confirmed.

"What made you choose them over being a cop?"

Brian paused in thought. Letty wondered if she'd crossed an invisible boundary that she didn't know existed. When she heard his voice again, she realized that she hadn't. "I guess I just felt like if you're going to be willing to give your life for something, it might as well be something that you believe in."

Letty nodded and watched as Brian made his way back outside to dote over his faithful wife.

Letty agreed with Brian. She decided that at least when she went, she would know what it was for.

Brian's words carried too much logic for her brain to argue with and she felt more at ease. Maybe being in love with Dom wasn't such a crazy notion after all.