Letty's P.O.V
I sit on the stairs in my own state of mind. I can't understand what's the hell is happening. Two days ago, I was on an island with Dom in our own little bubble and decided to start our family. For once, we were truly happy. Now he's run off and become a freakin terrorist. His eyes were of someone cold and with no soul. That wasn't the eyes of the man I know. That wasn't the man I love. That wasn't him. There has to be a reason for him doing this. He wouldn't just turn his back and leave us willingly without one. He's being forced into something bigger than I can even fathom.
"You okay?"
I hear Hobbs come up behind me and he touches my shoulder. He knew I wasn't in the state of mind of okay but he wanted to know if I had calm down.
"That wasn't him."
"I don't know what she's got on him. But that wasn't Dom."
"Brian would know what to do."
"No. We're not bringing Brian and Mia into this. We agreed on that."
"I know."
We agreed that Brian and Mia weren't going to be brought back into this life. Mia can't handle any of this, especially with Mia. She's already taking care of the boys while trying to stay healthy for the baby. How could he leave us? How could he turn his back on his family, on his wife. I can hear my heart beating in my ears and a rush going to my head.
"I need a minute."
I get up and leave the room needing some water. The door slides open in front of me and I turn the corner to the restroom. I go inside and lock the door behind me. I turn on the faucet and take some water in my hand. I drink some and rub a little on my hands, wiping it over my face to help me stay awake and calm. I look at myself in the mirror and breathe deep breathes in and out.
"What happened to us?"
I close my eyes and bloke the tears from coming out. I sit down on the floor and lay my back against the wall. I let the cold air flow from the AC and cool me down. I reach in my back pocket and take out the folded piece of paper. I open it and look at the little thing on the picture. I was going to tell him after the job in Berlin. I didn't want to tell him in Cuba because I wasn't sure yet. If I knew my suspicions were right, then I would have told him when we talked about starting our family. I didn't know that morning after that would change everything.
[Flashback: Two Days Ago]
I in on the exam room table at the clinic, waiting for the doctor to come in. I look around and see what could be me and my life in the next year. Me in the hospital and the changes my body is going to have. I hear the door open and see the doctor walk in with her chart. She looks like she's in her early fifties but she's confident by the way she's standing.
"Alright Mrs. Toretto, we ran tests and we got a positive on one." She says in her Spanish thick accent.
"Which is?" I ask her nervously.
"Congratulations." I have the biggest smile on my face and I put my hand over my mouth in complete surprise.
[Present]
Five weeks. Five weeks this little person has been growing inside of me. This little heart, the size of a dime, was living and breathing. The love that we have between the two of us made this little baby. I had no idea that night on the beach, I'd get pregnant. We never thought we'd have the chance to be happy, let alone start our life together. Now it's all starting to fall apart. This isn't the end of the story for us. Dom always has a reason for what he does. It may be stupid or crazy but he always has one. He'd never leave and turn on us.
There's something bigger going on. Too big for me to know about or understand. But I know that he'll come back to me. He fought to bring me home and now it's my turn. I look down at my fat stomach and try to slow my breathing down. It's still early and I need to stay calm and healthy for the baby. I put my hand on my stomach and rub little circles on it. I close my eyes and imagine a little baby boy with my brown hair and Dom's smile. Him in my arms looking at me with such big brown eyes. I know Dom would want a boy first. Part of me feels like the baby is a boy.
"I know you don't have ears yet and can't hear what I'm saying but we're sharing a body so you feel what I'm feeling. I know that everything's messed up and it's really scary. But you are going to be okay. We're going to be okay. Your dad is always protecting this family and is doing that now. I don't know why but he has his reason. We've made it through worse than this. I love you and we will love you. We may not know the first thing about being parents but we'll do the best we can and make sure you're okay. I promise I'll bring him home. The three of us are gonna be okay."
I wiped the short tears the streamed down my eyes and pulled my self together. I stand up and put the picture back into my pocket. I look back in the mirror and make sure I was straight.
"We're gonna get him back."
I'm calm now and I step out of the restroom. I pull my big girl pants and pull it together. I walk back in with a strong face and will. I'm going get my husband back. I'm getting my family back.
