A/N This is my first attempt at a fanfic for this movie. Please read and review. Thank you.

Prologue

"Mr. Torretto my name is Kimberly Smith." seeing the grease on his hand she refrained from shaking it. "I am with Child Protective Services here in L.A."

"Yeah. Its a little dirty around here for a suit. What can I do for you?"

"Well Mr. Torretto I..."

"Dom. Call me Dom. Mr. Torretto was my father."

"Okay fair enough Dom. I have a personal matter I believe we should discuss. Is there somewhere we can talk?"

"Well this is as good as it gets." Throwing his arms out and smiling Dom began to get an uneasy feeling in his stomach. "Anything you have to say to me you can say in front of my family."

"Okay. Well Dom. Do you remember a young lady by the name of Darlene Hopkins?"

"There have been a lot of ladies in the past can you be more specific?" Hearing the other men in the room chuckle she took a deep breath and continued. She pulled an older picture out of her purse and handed it to him. The picture was of a young blonde girl posing on an older model mustang. From the outfit Dom was figuring that it was from the 90's.

"This is her in 1992. Does she look familiar at all?"

"She looks like someone I would have spent...time with. Why whats it to ya?"

"Well she left us a note with your name on it. Advised us that you are indeed the father of her daughter Haleigh. Haleigh was taken away from her by the courts about a month ago. We then began looking for you in earnest. I would like to get a sample of your DNA to test it. If you are indeed her father then we will of course bring her to you."

"Daughter? Me? I don't even remember this girl. Hey Vince, come look at this picture and see if you recognize her at all. " Vince took the picture and looked at it very closely.

"Holy cow Dom that is Candy. Look at the tattoo on her leg." Taking the picture back Dom looked at the leg.

"Your right. So where is she at now."

"Darlene or Haleigh?"

"Darlene."

"Well she is serving time in prison. Haleigh was living by herself for almost 4 months before anyone figured out that she was by herself. It was completely by accident really. The school called to let someone know that she had won an award in one of her classes. When they were unable to get in touch with anyone after a period of time they contacted us. She was doing remarkably well. She had gotten a job and was supporting herself and going to school. She is unfortunately still a minor and can not legally live by herself. We can discuss the details when we get the results back from the lab. So if you will just give me a sample I can be out of your way." Vince looked at Dom.

"Dude, give them a sample. What if she is your kid? You should do it."

"Alright. You have your sample. How long will the results take once we are done?"

"I can rush them so it should only take a few days. I will obviously let you know as soon as I get them. She is pretty anxious to get out of the foster home as well." Pulling out a swab she ran it along the inside of his mouth. Capping it she slid it into a plastic bag and into her purse.

"I will be in touch." Turning around she walked away.

"Wow Dom. You better get a room ready. You know you and Candy were hot and heavy for awhile. What ever happened between you two?"

"She disappeared one night. No goodbye no nothing. Just gone. So I did what I do best. I moved on to another friend." Laughing they both went back to work on rebuilding the engine of his car to prepare for the upcoming race.

Come Friday, Dom had almost forgotten about the visit until he saw a black Buick pull up in front of the shop. Out stepped his favorite Children Services worker. Seeing Dom she shut her door and walked to him slowly.

"Dom I have your results for you." The whole gang hearing the exchange stopped what they were doing to listen to the news. "The results were that she is 99.9% positive. She is yours Dom." Dom's heart skipped a beat. How could Candy do this to him ? What was he going to do with a daughter? A teenager of all things."I know this is a shock for you but you have to think about what she is going through right now. I need to let you know a couple things before I release her to you. She will need to be enrolled in school around here. Her school records are in her bag. She recently got expelled from a school near the foster home."

"Expelled?"

"Yeah apparently she got into a fight. I will let her tell you the details. Everything else is with her. Any questions?"

"When is she going to be here?"

"She is in the car now. Let me go get her." Turning quickly she walked to the car and opened the passenger side. Nudging the occupant she then opened the trunk and pulled out a couple of suitcases.

Rubbing her eyes she stepped out of the car. Pulling out her book bag she dropped it next to her suitcases and turned to face her father for the first time.