Los Bandoleros – Intermission
Summary: Just a few chapters of what might have happened right before and during Los Bandoleros. Two chapters are for certain. I'm not sure about a third though.
Rating: M for the next chapter – maybe, if I can get my brain to do a sexy chapter!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything
A/N: Possibly a two-shot.
Chapter 1
Mexico:
"How are you getting home?"
"I'll manage."
"In this shitty truck?" Dominic eyed the brown rusted heap skeptically.
She shrugged. "If it breaks, I'll hole up somewhere and fix it."
"I don't like you driving across the border this often. You could get picked up, and I would never know."
"My risk, Dom", Letty sighed. "We're not having this argument. You can't ask me to stay away from you – not after everything. I won't do it again."
"Letty-" he started with a growl.
"I'll see you in about a month", she interrupted matter-of-factly.
"I don't know if I can stay here that long."
Her lips curled. "I'll find you."
"You like playing this game?"
She smirked. "Sure, it's like where's Waldo. Except you've got no hair and you'd never dress like a Christmas ornament."
He squeezed her sides playfully, making her fall against him laughing. "You think you're funny?" he challenged.
"I'm hilarious", she drawled teasingly, and then gestured her thumb at the road behind them. "I think you left your sense of humor somewhere on the road back there."
"How long you gonna keep doing this? You didn't sign up to spend your life on the run."
"You let me worry about how I get what I want from life. If I wasn't happy, you'd sure as hell know it."
"I worry about you when you leave", he admitted seriously.
She chuckled. "I know. And I won that argument too."
"If something happened to you because of me-"
"How much trouble do you think I get into without you?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I hope I don't ever get a real answer to that", he said flatly.
"Hey, I play good girl. I give Mia some company and let her smother me, check on some of the families in the neighborhood… I don't bring a lot of attention to myself, okay?"
"Letty-girl, you couldn't stay under the radar if you tried", he shook his head, a bit amused.
She grinned, "Maybe not. But I only go on law-breaking sprees with you, papa."
"You keep talking dirty like that, and I'm gonna put you over the hood of this truck – again", he laughed.
Her eyes trailed to the front of the truck longingly. This would be the last time they would be together until she tracked him down again. "You know I gotta go", she said softly.
He held her firmly by her hips as he invaded her mouth, and she arched away from the sizzling hot metal of the truck against her back, pressing herself against his firm body. She ran her hands up his chest and then wound her arms around his neck, mouths meeting with a rough sort of desperation that they had become accustomed to in the last few years.
His hands mapped her body with familiarity; grabbing the spots he liked, and touching skin where he could while they were out in the open like this, fingertips brushing her thighs underneath the fringe of her cut-off shorts and then sliding around to grasp her backside.
Finally they pulled apart, breathing heavily.
"I could do this with you all day", she breathed. Her eyes closed at the feeling of his thumbs tracing her cheekbones.
"Take care of yourself", he murmured.
"I always do."
He gave in as he pulled open the squeaky truck door for her with a grimace. "Come back soon. I miss you when you're gone."
"Maybe you should stop playing so hard to get", she chuckled.
"Let, you've got enough money to get where you need to go, right? If this thing breaks down-"
"I'm gonna baby her", Letty nodded, petting the steering wheel gently. "You worry too much."
"About you? I couldn't worry enough", he said seriously.
"I'm covered", she answered honestly. "You gave me too much to begin with."
"Stay safe. Don't do anything stupid." Dom pushed her door closed carefully and waited for the engine to turn over.
"Same goes for you", she raised an eyebrow.
He leaned through the rolled down window and they kissed again. "I love you."
"I know you do", she said quietly. "I love you too."
"Somehow, no matter where I end up, you always find your way back to me. I'll see you when I see you."
"Ride or die, Dom." It was their version of 'for better or worse'.
Then she was off, leaving a kick up of dirt and dust behind her.
00
It was almost ten weeks before she came to him in the Dominican Republic.
Once she had determined the direction he had gone from Mexico, it wasn't hard to follow. The Dominican was a home of sorts for both of them. But Dom still had family there.
He had gone to take care of his people.
She knew where to go. She had six more hours to drive before she could get back to Dominic. She had been driving all night, and it was passing two in the afternoon, but she was too close to stop now.
Letty drove on, thighs clenching as she hit the gas. She would stop for a fill-up and caffeine at the next gas station.
Ten weeks was way too long to be without her man. Especially since her man was Dominic Toretto. There was no telling what he'd gotten up to in her absence.
00
A/N: I wrote most of this while watching Fast and Furious 4. I'm only telling this because I giggle every time I hear Fenix say, 'you looked under my hood?!' to Dom like any other guy would really say, 'you took out my penis and measured it while I was sleeping?!' to a girl he'd just slept with. Lmao. Alright, with that thought on your brains! Leave me a review. Let me know what you think.
I'm thinking another three-shot for this one.