Heey. New story not sure how long it'll be. But its going to be set after fast 6, everyone is home. There's a lot of bad blood going around about Elsa (Elena) talking about getting Dom back and that they were true loves. So I decided to write something to do with that.
Hope you like it. :)
Letty's memories had been coming back to her slowly. Being somewhere familiar somewhere that felt like home was helping. She hadn't told Dom she was getting them back yet because she didn't know if they would be stolen from her again. She knew not everything had come back yet, it was like someone was pushing play and pause on her life. She needed Dom to just be himself again.
She could see how he acted differently with her, he was careful. He watched what he said, and what he touched. That was making her so confused, was she not enough now? She was the same girl she's always been. She knew that and she just wants him to see that. She's not afraid of him or this life. She knows him, and he's the only one that's ever known her.
He was so close yet so far away it was driving her crazy. All she wanted to do was talk about the memories she did remember not the ones she didn't. The years had changed Dominic Torreto. He was calmer, he seemed older in a couple ways.
Letty was different too, she knew that. She was more feminine; she liked looking like a girl. She liked being the girl, but she also liked being the tough one. She wasn't one to back down from a fight.
It was one of those days where Letty kept getting flashes in her brain. She was sitting in her room that she shared with Dom, trying to free her brain from the flashes of memories.
"I need my trophy"
"Ride or die"
"All I had to do was follow the smell of skanks"
"I don't want you around when they catch up to me"
"We'll figure it out we always do"
Letty looked up snapped from the memories, when Dom walked in. She smiled,
"Hey"
He collapsed beside her and smiled,
"We're millionaires and somehow I still have to take shit from customers"
She shrugged and laughed a bit,
"You wanted to open the garage again"
He rolled over burying his face in her leg. Letty rubbed his head as a memory came flooding back,
Letty was leaning over her car washing it when she felt Dom's hand slide on her hips and around her waist. She smiled,
"I was wondering how long it would take you to come outside"
He laughed in her ear as he started sucking on her neck, mumbling,
"You and a car are just too sexy to resist"
She laughed as she turned around,
"You're one to talk"
He smirked kissing her, slipping his tongue in her mouth to meet hers. Letty laughed as he put his hands on the car behind her, she pulled away,
"Are you are going to get streaks in the hood"
Dom growled at her,
"Do you think I care?"
She shrugged,
"I care"
Dom rolled his eyes, moving to the spot just under her ear he knew drove her crazy. As he hit it her hands gripped his shirt pulling him closer. Letty whispered,
"Take me upstairs"
Dom didn't need to be told twice. Letty wrapped her legs around his waist as they stumbled up the front porch stairs, not even making it to the bedroom. But only to the kitchen table, holding Letty to his chest with one hand he pushed everything off the table.
Letty groaned as he pushed them on to the table, she pulled Dom's shirt over his head. Dom undid the bikini top she had been wearing, throwing it somewhere in the same area. Letty moaned as Dom went to take her breast in his mouth.
"Dom"
He pulled back and looked at her,
"What?"
"Someone is going to catch us"
He grinned,
"Where's your sense of adventure gone?"
She laughed as he kissed her again.
Then like an elastic retracting back from being pulled to long, the memory vanished. She shivered and Dom looked up at her,
"What is it?"
She shook her head,
"Nothing"
She smiled and he yawned placing his head back. She desperately wanted to tell him that she remembered. She remembered so much, she remembered their love. She wanted them to go back to the way they were before. Talking about everything, talking until three in the morning, making love until six in the morning and waking up tangled in each other.
But Dom was careful with her now, maybe he didn't want to push her away again. Maybe he was scared she was just with him because he had saved her. Maybe he thought she had nowhere else to go. But the truth was that she loved it here. She loved this family.
Somewhere in her soul she knew this is where she belonged. She wanted her Dom back. The one that wasn't afraid to lay her on the kitchen table and have mind blowing sex for hours. Now she was lucky to get a heated make out session.
It has been four months since they arrived home from London and the only thing she hadn't figured out was why she was in London and not with him. She couldn't figure out why Brian was sorry for getting her in that position. When she asked no one wanted to talk about it.
They wanted to just live now, but she needed to know. She was dying inside, what where they hiding. What didn't they want her to know? Every so often she would ask the silly questions to Dom and he would answer them for her. This was one of those times,
"What was my favourite color?"
She felt him smile against her leg,
"Purple"
"Number"
"Four"
"Four?"
He laughed,
"We were keep tally of how many times we could do it in one night. We got to four because we got distracted, and it just became our number"
She nodded,
"Why did we get distracted?"
He laughed,
"We'll we were nineteen and we had started at the beach, made it to the car twice, got back to the house made it to the couch, we were going to go to my room when our dads walked in."
She laughed,
"Please tell me they didn't see us naked?"
He laughed,
"Well they didn't see you naked"
She put her hands in her face,
"Oh god, what punishment did we get for that?"
"They figured the embarrassment was enough"
She nodded,
"So we only got to four then?"
He shook his head,
"No we got to eight one night; I guess that story was just more fun to tell"
She nodded,
"Favourite ice cream flavor"
"You liked to mix mint chocolate and cookie dough"
She nodded, she remembered the memories he had just told her. She remembered the look on her father's face when Dom threw a blanket at her. She was getting red in the face just remembering. It was a special day for them; something inside them knew that this was it.
If they wanted to get caught sleeping with someone it would be each other. They were young and in love. That was the feeling she wanted again, she just wanted to grab him and take over. Telling him that it was her, she was back but she was waiting for the memory of why she had been alone in London to come back and decide what she was going to do. She knew it was bad, and she needed to know.