AN: I honestly don't know what I am about to get myself into with this. Dom and Letty are not the type of couple I'm used to writing nor are they a couple where I have a single point of personal reference. But in spite of that their story has compelled me for the past few weeks and I had to write about them. Also I have researched and watched anything I could find about them till I was blue in the face. I even went as far as to read the original screenplay which was utterly disappointing (do not read it.. trust me.) My reasoning behind doing that was to capture the most accurate sense of the characters as I could. And with that I want to present them in a way that not only makes sense but as a homage to the characters themselves.

Chapter 1

I dive into frozen waves where the past comes back to life

Fight fear for the selfish pain, it was worth it every time

LPOV

The second her feet hit the asphalt and she stepped out of her Nissan she knew there was no going back. She couldn't continue to hide at her Grandparent's in the DR, she had to face her problems.

Letty had never been a coward and she also never thought something as simple as a guy could make her into one. Either way it was time to change that.

She kept her head down as she exited her car, she had parked near the back not wanting to make much of an entrance, knowing that if she sped through the runway of cars to his usual spot in the front she would just be asking for trouble. She wanted the element of surprise, the upper hand, because with Dom she needed any extra help she could give herself.

From the beginning of their tumultuous relationship the decks had never been stacked in her favor, it was easy to be painted as the little girl with a crush on The Dominic Toretto. Although it was partly true seeing as she had idolized him since she was a small child, she made a point to not make it easy on him or to let her crush claw its way to the surface. She only did that once and the events that followed were enough to make her learn her lesson.

She slowly walked through the back alley her leather boots with a spiked heel making her stance taller and filled with power.

The alley ended and through the opening she spotted him, he was standing tall near his cherry red Mazda with two skanks hanging on each arm. Some things never changed.

Including the rush in her blood when she saw his muscled form and the surge of posessiveness at seeing the girls that were currently linked to him like leeches.

Throwing her previous plan to the wayside she waltzed out of the alley to catcalls and yells from the throngs of idiots nearby she didn't pause to glare though, she wasn't stopping until she made it to her destination. From the direction she started she was making her way to the back of Dom's form and when his back was within arms distance she reached up and tapped him on the shoulder.

So much for not making an entrance.

DPOV

Something was different tonight. He couldn't place the feeling, he could just sense something in the air tonight. He even made Leon keep his ears glued to the police scanner. Dom wasn't taking any chances.

He stood up straight from his previous position of leaning against his car, he gave two girls that were lingering a few feet away a look and they immediately sauntered over to him each taking hold of a bicep.

They started complimenting him and asking questions but he tuned them out. He only called them over here because he wanted to feel normal and racer chasers were part of the routine.

He was just out of it tonight and it was putting him on edge. He heard wolf whistles and cat calls coming from a direction not far behind him but he didn't bother turning around to look, he wasn't interested in staring at a slut that had probably drunkenly flashed the crowd.

He saved his partying for after the races but some drank before during and after.

The non visible hairs on the back of his neck suddenly rose, someone was standing behind him but he did not move, not until the presence tapped him on the shoulder.

He whirled around disengaging the girl's grips on his arms they scoffed irritably but he ignored them.

His focus was completely on the raven haired ball buster looking up at him.

She smiled wickedly at him proud of herself for catching him off guard. He looked her up and down.

Gone were the flame licked combat boots replaced with heeled ones that looked more like weapons than footwear. Tucked into those boots were skin tight jeans that laced in the front and sides revealing tiny glimpses of golden skin and on top a simple white beater with a lacy black bra underneath that displayed more cleavage than he had ever seen on her. Outside of his bedroom anyway.

"Letty."

"If you're through eye-fucking me I have a race to win." She said starting to walk past him. He quickly grabbed her arm turning her back around. She glared at him. Now there's the fire he missed.

"I don't think so sweetheart." He said using the pet name mockingly.

"Why not baby?" She quipped back not missing a beat.

"This next race is mine."

"I know." She says raising a dark brow and stalking off to give Hector her money.

Once again I would like to point our this is my first time writing these characters and I'm still getting a feel for actually writing their dynamic instead of just watching and reading it. Please give me a chance though and feel free to leave your opinion. The next chapter will be much longer this was just a warm up or a way to test the waters.

PS: I'm still figuring this out timeline wise and whether or not I'm going to follow some of the events in the movie or the ending for that matter. But for reference Letty is 19 and Dom is 23 at this point.

XOXO -B&B