Title: Untitled (for now)

Author: Beth xsounpopular

Rating: M -- language, sexual references and more

Summary: Sequel to "Sometimes Things Can Change" The kids are older and now that Letty's newly single... they want they're parents back together again. But, will it work? Or will it all crash down?

Main Characters: Dominic Toretto -- 44 -- Father of DJ, Mari, and Leigh; Widowed with step daughter

Letty Ramirez -- 40 -- DJ, Mari, Leigh's mother; Feels getting old but still her old self
Kendra Ramirez -- 40 -- James' and Hayden's mother; Letty's younger twin sister

James Ramirez -- 19 -- Kendra's graduate son; Taking a year off to 'relax'
DJ Ramirez (Toretto) -- 18 -- Letty's son; Thinks of himself as an adult although he isn't quite yet

Mari Ramirez (Toretto) -- 16 -- Letty's teenage daughter; Rebellious with a bad attitude

Leigh Ramirez (Toretto) -- 9 -- Letty's young daughter; Quiet and shy but friendly when she gets to know you

Hayden Ramirez -- 6 -- Kendra's young daughter; Loud and tomboy-ish

Other Characters: Leon Strong -- 43 -- Letty's old time friend; Respects Letty for what she is

Mia Strong (Toretto) -- 41 -- Letty's best friend; Married to Leon for going on eight years

Samantha Gaines -- 17 -- DJ's high school sweetheart; Doesn't really get along so much with Mari
Dani Gaines -- 17 -- Samantha's younger twin sister; Mari's best friend but not as rebellious

Lorynn Toretto -- 16 -- Dom's stepdaughter and Mari's enemy; Quiet but ready to fight if provoked, usually with Mari

Casey Danes -- 9 -- Leigh's best friend; Quiet and shy but friendly, just like Leigh

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Nuff said.

Authors Note: Yes, above I did have to include the characters because right now I'm not sure how they are coming into the story and that might be easier for people to grasp onto. Sheesh, Letty's getting old. Feels Bad But she can't stay young while her kids get older. In this story she isn't going to be the one who lets her age get to her. She's still crazy as she ever was.

POV: Letty's POV. It's just easier for me because I've been doing it for years. And when I say years I mean that literally because yes, I've been writing for years. Since I first saw the movie in the 7th grade (at school) and I'm going into the 11th so yeah... years.

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Chapter One: Catching Up

I had brought home some McDonalds for dinner on the way home from work. The kids took theirs off to their rooms to eat by themselves. I decided to take mine to my room to eat since the kids were doing it too. When I got to my room, there was a man sitting on my bed. He smiled at me and I watched as his eyes drifted from me to the bag in my left hand. I chuckled and walked toward the bed.

"Is that food?" He asked. He sounded as if he hadn't eaten in days, maybe he hasn't.

"I'm sorry. I had to work late. I suppose the kids let you in?" He nodded still looking at the bag. I sat next to him and set the bag in front of him. "And I suppose the kids provoked you to get into my bed?" He shook his head.

"No, I did that on my own." I nodded as he picked up the bag. He looked in the bag and dumped it in front of him on the bed. My jaw dropped and he frowned. I sighed and he looked at me. He looked inside the empty bag then looked at me with a frown on his face.

"What?"

"What I want isn't in the bag."

"Well, of course it isn't. You dumped everything in the bag on the bed." I paused. "My bed." My eyes narrowed and he smiled innocently. He opened the bag all the way and put it over the top of my head. I made a funny face but couldn't see him because my eyes were covered. "What are you doing?"

"There, now what I want is in the bag." He said. I smiled a little because that was so sweet. He leaned forward and kissed my lips softly. It caught me off guard because I was temporarily visually impaired. He pulled away and I smiled, not wanting to take the bag off my head right now. "Letty?" He asked.

"Yes?"

"Marry me…" Good thing the top part of my head was covered. He couldn't see the shock in my eyes and my eyebrows arch. "Please, don't say no." I reached for the bag and pulled it off of my head. I looked at it and folded it up. "Letty." I looked at him. "Marry me." His voice was firmer now.

"Okay." I said with a nod. He grinned and I smiled a little.

"Really?" He asked. I nodded and he took my hand and kissed it. He looked up at me and his lips captured mine in a passion filled kiss.

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"Letty." It was simple. It got my attention. I was walking up the hall flipping through the mail and sorting it between the kids and myself. I looked up to see my husband sitting on two suitcases by the front door. I looked at them then up at him.

"Business trip." I questioned. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"It's not business."

"Oh?" I questioned. He stood up and walked over to me. "Where are you going?" His eyes looked down and I grew confused.

"Your kids don't like me."

"Um… Okay. That's not what I asked. Where are you going?" I repeated.

"Letty. I'm leaving."

"What?" My voice was getting raspy. "Why?"

"Letty." He put a hand on my arm and I looked at it. "I'm leaving you." He sighed when I pushed his hand away from me. He moved backward toward the door.

"What about the baby?" I asked putting a hand over my stomach. "Are you just going to leave your child?"

"Letty. I'm sorry I have to leave. It's better for the both of us. Trust me."

"Trust you?" I questioned with hurt and anger evident in my voice. "How can this possibly be better?"

"Your kids are watching."

"I don't give a fuck." I screamed at him. "Tell me why you're leaving. Tell me why this is better." The pain was back in my voice as I spoke. He was quiet. "How can it be better to leave your wife and your unborn child?"

"Letty, please…"

"No. Get out. Get out of my fucking house. I never want to see you again!" I screamed. I used to the anger to hide the pain he was causing me. I tried to hide my eyes so he couldn't see the tears I was fighting. I flew at him with my fists swinging. I hit him repeatedly in the chest but he just stood there, accepting it all. "GET OUT!" I screamed louder. He picked up the suitcases and pushed open the screen door with his elbow. He stepped out and the screen door closed. I slammed the front door as hard as I could, I'm surprised it didn't come back and hit me in the face. I leaned against the door and slowly slid down, now letting the tears fall. I wasn't going to let him see me cry, he hurt me bad. I was struggling to breath, my crying taking over me. I looked up to see my kids sitting on the stairs with wide eyes. "Go to your rooms."

"Mom…" Mari started standing slowly.

"Go. To. Your. Rooms. Now!" I said through gritted teeth. They nodded and the other two stood. The three of them walked up the stairs and DJ went one way and Mari and Leigh the other. I sat there and sighed heavily. I didn't want to get up.

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DJ had joined Mari and Leigh in their room. DJ was sitting on Mari's bed and Mari was sitting on Leigh's with Leigh on her lap. They were having a very important family meeting. I wasn't invited because the topic was about me. It had been two weeks since the leaving.

"Okay. Somebody needs to talk to mom, you know to see if she's okay." Mari said softly, bringing up a talk that needed to be talked.

"I choose you." Leigh said to her older sister.

"I second that." DJ said.

"My brother and sister are ganging up on me. What the hell?" Mari asked. Leigh shrugged and Mari shifted her over so she was sitting on her bed. "Mom hates me so I don't think she'd like to talk to me about her problems. I choose Leigh."

"Well, you're the one who's home with her all day. You know, since you were suspended." DJ said to her with a bit of sarcasm. Mari glared at her brother and thought of slapping him silly but remembered her little sister was in the room and shouldn't have to see that.

"Fine. I'll do it. I'll talk to her tomorrow. I'm not promising anything." She said crossing her arms. DJ and Leigh both smiled at her. "I'm going to go get something to drink. You guys want anything?" They shook their head and she nodded.

"I'm going to bed. DJ will you tuck me in?" She asked quietly to her brother. He nodded and Mari left the room. She jogged down the stairs and stopped at the bottom when she saw me. I looked at her and she moved across the kitchen, avoiding all eye contact. She walked to the fridge and grabbed an unopened bottle of water. I looked at her and she looked down.

"You know you can look at me. I'm not going to kill you." I said. She looked at me. I pulled back the chair next to me and patted it. "Have a seat." She walked over slowly and sat down. "What were you kids talking about upstairs?"

"Just stuff." She said with a slight shrug. I nodded and looked at her bottle. I had a bottle of beer and she bit her lip when I took a drink of it. "Your not an alcoholic now are you?"

"No… what made you ask that?" She motioned to the beer in my hand. I set it down on the table and nodded. "I'm just having a drink. I needed one."

"Yeah." She said just to say something back. I sighed and leaned forward and put a hand on her knee.

"Is something wrong?" She looked at me and shook her head. "You know if something is wrong, you can talk to me about it."

"I know, mom." I nodded and took another drink of my beer. I leaned back in my chair and put my feet up on the chair next to me.

"Your birthday's next month." She nodded and I looked at my beer. "What do you want?" She looked at me and then down. She probably thought it was a rhetorical question. It wasn't. I really wanted to know what she wanted so I had an idea and could get the money together for it.

"I asked DJ for a stroller." She said. I chuckled and she frowned. "I asked Leigh for a movie because she insisted on getting me something and I was thinking of something cheap."

"I'm the one who's supposed to ask for the stroller and it's not my birthday. Why would you ask for a stroller?" She shrugged.

"To give Leigh on her birthday for her dolls, or you when the baby's born. To make myself more valuable to this family." Her words were slow and emotionless. She watched as I took another drink of my beer. "Are you trying to kill the baby?" I looked at the beer and set it on the counter. "I thought you weren't supposed to drink while pregnant. I mean, I wouldn't blame you for trying to kill it since his or her father left you."

"You guys didn't like him, did you?" I asked. This was what she wanted to talk about; I could see it in her eyes even though she tried to cover it.

"DJ and Leigh did, I didn't."

"Why not?" She shrugged but there was a reason. "A reason would be nice." She nodded a little and sighed.

"I knew he wouldn't stay long. It would only be a matter of time before he was gone. Just like dad." Right now that beer bottle sitting on the table looked pretty tempting. The last time she brought up her dad, she got a slap across the cheek and it wasn't from me. It was from my, now ex husband. He didn't like any of the kids talking about him. I always thought it was because they liked their father, a man they've never met, more than him, somebody they've known for five years. He wasn't a bad guy, he was sweet and he understood things that nobody else did. He wasn't an abuser, he was a screamer, but he would never place a hand to my face. Unlike Dom, who had smacked me before, and pretty hard, I remembered that.

"Mari, you never really knew your father."

"I met him once, he told me he loved me, which was more than he ever did." She never used his name, she always called him 'it' or 'he'. "Dad told me he was sorry for everything." There was a tear forming in the corner of her eye although I wasn't totally sure why.

"Mari." She let the tear fall and she leaned back in her chair with her arms crossed. "There's something more than that that you aren't telling me. Tell me, Mari." She shook her head.

"You'd kill me if I told you right now. I'll tell you later."

"You won't tell me later, you'll tell me now. I wont kill you. I wouldn't kill any of my own flesh and blood unless you were Monica but you know how it is between the two of us, you remember." She nodded a little. She exhaled loudly and looked up at me. Another tear fell and her bottom lip stuck out a little.

"Mom." I sat up and so did she. "I'm…" I tried to wait patiently but it was hard considering the fact that it was something serious, something that was bad especially if she thought I'd consider killing her.

"Mari." I said softly. She sighed and exhaled again.

"I'm pregnant." I raised an eyebrow at her and she nodded a little. "But don't worry, I'm getting the money together and I'm having an abortion. The dad said he didn't care that I was pregnant and didn't want to be with me anymore and DJ tried to kick his… butt and Leigh doesn't like him…" I had to put her out of her misery and cut her off.

"Mari." She looked at me. "Stop talking for a minute and listen to me." My voice lost all of the niceness in it. "You had sex." She nodded and frowned. The anger inside me rose but I tried to keep it in check. "You are not getting an abortion. I am not letting you get rid of it like that. You would never let me have an abortion so you can't have one either. As for the dad… screw him, I'm sure you can do much better." She smiled a little then remembered I was mad and lost the smile. "I said I wasn't going to kill you and I'm not, but I'm giving you more restrictions now."

"That's my little brother or my little sister, why would I let you kill him or her?" She asked. I gave her a face and she leaned back.

"That's my grand child, why would I let you kill him or her?" I repeated after her.

"But it's different, Mom. I'm sixteen; I'm not ready for a kid. I want to finish school and go to college."

"What?" I stopped myself and thought about what I was going to say. "You, finish school. Mari, you aren't really showing that you want to finish school. You keep getting suspended and you're on the verge of getting expelled. And you want to go to college… no, not my daughter." I hurt her with my words and I knew it. I didn't care at the moment; I just wanted to get what I had on my chest off.

"Mom."

"No, Mari." I shook my head. "You aren't having an abortion. You can drop out of school if you want, I'd rather you not, but if you do you have three weeks to get a job. I know you don't like school, I can tell. You're like me. So I'm giving you the option I was given. Go to school, graduate and go to college or drop out, get a job and keep the job." She nodded a little. "It's up to you."

"But if I drop out, what if I can't get a job?"

"Three weeks after you drop out, you have to have a job. Or…" I turned and pointed to the back door. "You're out the door." She nodded a little. "No more than two weeks between jobs." She nodded with a frown on her face. "Do you understand me?" She nodded again, frowning more. "Good. Any questions?"

"No ma'am." She said quietly, barely above a whisper. I took a deep breath and looked at the floor. I went to stand up but she grabbed my arm. I sat back down. "Mom, I don't want to drop out. I don't." I nodded a little. "I'm sorry, I can tell I upset you. I'm sorry." I nodded.

"Mari. You didn't upset me. You disappointed me. I didn't expect that from you." She nodded a little and I stood. This time, walking away and to my room.

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So, there's my first chapter. Let me know what you think of it so far. I'll change the title as soon as I can think of one. I'm trying to make the chapters longer than I usually make them. Review, please and thanks.