A/N: Finally built up enough courage to post this. It's my first attempt at fan fiction hence I also never wrote anything about Dom and Letty so if this will totally be out of character, you might have to consider it AU. Just because I grew up with these two doesn't necessarily mean I know how to write them, but I thought I'd try since this has been stuck in my head ever since I saw Furious 7.

Reviews are very much appreciated, but hate and negativity won't make me improve my writing. Please keep that in mind when you give me feedback. And bear with me as I'm not a native speaker. I'm constantly trying to find new words to say things but I think I do exhaust my vocabulary at some point. I'm not good with tenses either so if there's a major mistake, PM me. Also, if you wanna read beta, feel free to tell me. Wouldn't hurt to have someone do it, I guess :)

Now, enough with the babbling. This is me assuming Dom and Letty haven't gone all the way since Dom's accident and Letty remembering everything. They also didn't talk much about her getting her memories back. You get what I mean when you read it. It's mostly just fluff. Slightly spoiler-ish as it picks up where Furious 7 left off. That paragraph in italics introduces and ends a flashback. Thought this was the best way to do it.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Just borrowing the characters for some creative work.


By midnight, the beach was almost completely deserted. Everyone had left the scene, except for two people, who hadn't spoken a word to each other ever since. There was nothing but the soft roar of the waves.

The Latina was snuggled into Dom's side, as they kept bathing in the shimmering light of the moon, while the bald-headed man had put his strong arm around her, stroking her back every now and then.

Everything around them was so calm and peaceful that it felt unreal, knowing what they had just been through those last few weeks. Letty had almost lost her life getting blown up by a drone, Dom even managed to top that by needing to be resuscitated. They were quite a duo indeed.

"You wanna leave?" he asked, not wanting her to feel cold.

She shook her head lightly, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. This was perfect, so perfect. She didn't mind the cool breeze that left goose bumps on her arms and legs. Not as long as she could feel Dom's warm body against hers. He also made her feel safe and she could use that kinda feeling right now.

Strangely enough, even when her memories were still gone, she had always felt home with him. Now she knew why, because she remembered everything. Every little detail about their relationship was back in her mind as if it had never left, though there were some things she rather had not remembered.

"Why did you leave me that night? When I literally begged you not to," Letty's voice finally broke the silence a few minutes later.

All this time, she had been tiptoeing around the subject, not wanting to bring it up and was glad he hadn't either. Now, it felt like the right time to address it, even though she knew it would hurt having to relive every emotion of that day again.

Dom felt her eyes piercing him, but he didn't dare to look at her. Instead, his gaze was fixed on the bonfire in front of them.

When Letty said she remembered everything, she wasn't kidding. He didn't really think she would remember this, though, or at least he had hoped she wouldn't. How could he explain the cruellest thing he had ever done to her?

Back then, he thought it was the right thing to do, and a part of him still felt like that, yet the past clearly showed that he couldn't be protect her no matter what he did. And Dom was sorry for everything she had to go through because of him.

That night in the Dominican Republic he broke the one promise, he, as a husband, should always be determined to keep, no matter the circumstances. To never leave his wife. That wasn't something you could really explain and until now, he had tried to ignore that.

It had always been easier for him to repress that memory than to feel the pain of having to learn the consequences his actions had had. Seeing her name inscribed on a gravestone, knowing she had lost her life trying to make him come home – and back to her – and then finding out, she was alive but with no memory, had taken its toll on him. He didn't want to think about it too much.

"Does it really matter? It's been forever, Letty. Why do you–"

"It matters to me, Dom," Letty cut him off. She didn't want to ruin that moment between them, but the fact that he didn't even think it mattered, or so it seemed, made her become slightly furious. "And I don't know if that's news to you, but forever means a lot when you're married."

Although she tried not to get all worked up about it, the anger in her voice was clearly there.

Dom knew that as angry as she sounded, it was mostly the hurt inside of her talking to him, because she didn't jump to her feet nor broke the connection between them in any way to give vent to her fury. She just kept sitting there, looking at him in a way that demanded answers. He could feel it.

"I thought you were better off without me," Dom tried to start at least somewhere, but knew for a fact that nothing he said could ever make up for what he'd done.

"That heist... When you were on that truck and I felt like I couldn't get to you... For a moment I thought, this is it. This is the last time I will see you alive," he sighed, as he ran one hand over his head, massaging his scalp for a moment before he lowered his arm again.

"And I knew, I would feel that way again, because you know how it is. The jobs we do never get any easier. I was on the most wanted list and I didn't want you to get caught in the crossfire. I was planning to get back to you when the heat died down."

Dom hoped she understood that he only did it to protect her even if it seemed like an idiotic move to him now.

"Our lives have never been anything but dangerous, if you think about it, even when the cops aren't on to us. You know I love our lives, Letty, always have, but I loved you too much to put yours at risk any longer. Your life means everything to me. Marrying you made me realize that."

And then Dom did turn his head to meet Letty's eyes, a concerned look on his face, almost as if he was trying really hard to hold back tears.

"I still do, love you that much, but I've learned from my mistakes. I thought I was doing the right thing. I thought I was protecting you," he continued, but then stopped for a minute to simply study her face.

As reasonable as it seemed to him to leave her that night, the only thing he could think of now was how much of an idiot he had been. He couldn't stand the sight of her. She looked so sad. It was like somebody had stabbed him through the heart.

"When you stepped onto that elevator dressed in that gown, I was reminded of our wedding. It reminded me of how blessed I am to have you back, to get another chance at being a husband. Your husband. You mean the world to me, Let, and I'd rather have us dying together than spend another second without you."

The sincerity in his voice indicated how sorry he was and though he hadn't actually said those words yet, Letty believed him. He had learned his lesson and he really regretted leaving her. But that didn't actually make it hurt less. If any, it hurt more, because how could someone love you that much and still think it was for the best to be apart?

"You know what I did to it?" Letty mumbled, still feeling hurt having to think about it. "The wedding dress?"

She remembered how much he loved her wedding dress; the way he was at a complete loss of words when she asked him how she looked. Wearing that dress had felt weird, like she was not really herself in it. But at the same time she knew that she was never more true to herself than when she was with him. And that's what she had been that day – with him. And she was supposed to stay with him forever, but he changed that. He shouldn't have. He ruined it. He ruined their eternity.

"I ripped it apart and then I burned it," she finally answered the questioning look of his.

Letty noticed immediately how his face turned from remorse to something sadder, shocked even, and for one second, she obtained a certain satisfaction seeing that her words seemed to have hurt him. She didn't want to hurt him, she really didn't. She just wanted him to feel at least some of the pain he had put her through. Did that make her a bad person?

When he didn't seem to know what to say, she did.

"What do you want to hear? That I cried? I did, Dom. For I don't know how many days, I was a total mess. When I woke up, alone, realizing what you've done… that you left me… I started to get really pissed, so I picked up that gorgeous dress and set it on fire."

While listening closely to her story, Dom could picture her clearly. Destroying the one thing that reminded her of him the most in that moment sounded like something she would do. As much as it hurt to hear that, he couldn't blame her.

"But as soon as I did it, it was like all the anger went up in smoke too. I broke down and cried."

Letty looked him deep in the eyes, feeling the tears burning behind her eyelids.

"And if it weren't for your little sis, I probably would've never stopped. She told me to get my shit together, so I did. I found a way to bring you home and then– Well, you know how that turned out," she said, breaking into a forced chuckle.

Dom looked at her in silence, trying not to crack. It was hard, though. Her eyes said it all, and he could feel her pain. It almost brought him to tears. She had been utterly devastated when he left her and he knew how much she hated crying, how rarely one would see her like that. Letty always had to make sure to stay tough in front of all the guys, so when she did cry, it meant a lot.

Letty blinked back her tears and went on.

"I just don't understand why– You're my family, Dom. My husband. How could you do this to me?"

She didn't know why it still hurt so much. Maybe because she never got a chance to say out loud everything she had buried so deep within all this time. Maybe now that it was all out in the open, there would finally be some room for her to breathe; to let go.

He abandoned her with no chance of goodbye. And he left the cross necklace behind, which was like he was saying it all didn't mean that much to him. The cross was an equivalent to their wedding rings so leaving it with her was like breaking his vows, ending their marriage right then and there. At least that's what it had felt like. But she couldn't tell him how angry or hurt she was, because he disappeared as if the earth had swallowed him up. Zero contact.

And now, he knew. He finally got to hear how she felt about it and, more importantly, understood her pain. She saw it in Dom's eyes. He looked sad, seized with remorse and it felt to her as if he thought there wasn't anything left he could say to ease said pain. But Letty wanted him to say something. Anything.

"Look, you gotta understand that I… Just because we got married, doesn't mean you can suddenly decide what's best for me, Dom. I may be your wife, but I'm still the same girl I've always been when it comes to this."

Letty had a major problem with people making decisions for her and he should've known that. He knew her long enough. So well indeed that if he were to make a list of all the things she loved or hated, he'd get every single point on that list right. And it worked the other way round, too. That's why they were perfect for each other.

"Making decisions for me? You don't get to do that, man. We're in this together. We always were."

Dom sighed, knowing she was right.

That's what a marriage was about. Facing everything together and figuring it all out. Choosing which way to go, not running in different directions. Their relationship had always worked like that. Them being married didn't change a thing. It felt different, meant a lot more than being boy- and girlfriend, but that was all there was to it. It wouldn't change how they dealt with things being thrown at them.

"I know and I'm really sorry for what I've done," Dom finally said the words Letty had been waiting so long to hear.

Although, as much as she wanted to, she couldn't forget what he'd done, she was ready to forgive him. Sometimes, a simple apology could mean the world. After all, they were given another shot at this thing called 'marriage' and they should make the most of it.

Letty smiled weakly, letting Dom know that she accepted his apology. There was no guarantee that they wouldn't get into another fight about this issue soon, she knew that, but for now, things were okay. And she was glad she had stayed close to his body all this time, because she could nestle up to him again and feel his touch. She needed this kind of comfort right now – which didn't last as long as she'd hoped.

Dom, still preoccupied in rather dark thoughts about it all, shifted his body away from her and got up. He needed to stop dwelling on the past and focus on the present. They not only were together again, but Letty had also gotten her memories back and that was something worth celebrating. He wanted to cherish this moment as much as he had before she spoke her mind a few minutes ago.

"What are you doing?" Letty asked, worried that he intended to leave.

Looking up to him, she studied his face and tried to make sense of his expression. Did she ruin it? Maybe she should've kept her mouth shut for once, be grateful for their second chance and let bygones be bygones. But she just had to get this off her chest. Didn't he understand that after all?

"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm going for a swim," Dom explained, slowly taking off every piece of fabric that covered his body until he was in the buff.

"Like this?" Letty blurted out, obviously taken by surprise.

"What's wrong with this?" Dom retorted, moving his hands along the sides of his body to put emphasize on his stature.

"I can't remember ever hearing you complain before," he smirked, completely full of himself.

"So, you gonna join me or what?"

Dom shot her a smile that had her knees suddenly going weak.

"I– I don't– " Letty hardly got a word out.

She felt her heart beating faster. It was almost like she was back to being a teenager again, who realized she was about to be kissed for the very first time. She hadn't been intimate with Dom ever since that night in the DR. All kind of thoughts entered her mind.

She wondered if he would still like what she had to offer; if her body would still look the same to him, would still turn him on. Showing herself in a bikini like she did in Abu Dhabi was different than showing it all. Maybe he won't be as attracted to her anymore as he used to be. A lot had happened between them. But there was something deeper that she couldn't quite explain yet. All she knew was it didn't have anything to do with her body, it concerned her heart.

"You don't what? Want to?" Dom was kinda nervous although he would never admit to it. He had seen her with all of her clothes off a gazillion times before but not since the night he had left her and so something felt different. One thing, however, hadn't changed and never would. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on.

"It's not that I don't want to, it's just that–" Letty tried to smile through her nervousness.

"It's too soon," Dom finished her sentence, sounding more like he was asking her a question.

Was she scared, he would see anything he didn't like? There was nothing he didn't like about her. Didn't she know?

Letty lowered her head. She didn't want him to see the insecurity in her eyes. She didn't want to be like that. She wasn't like that. She had always known what to say and what to do and the last person on earth she was afraid of was Dom. At least that's how it's always been like.

Dom squatted down in front of her, completely ignoring the fact he was already naked, and laid a hand on her knee. He didn't know what it was exactly, but he did know something was wrong with her and he wanted to make sure everything was all right.

"It's okay, Let. It was just a thought and if you don't want to, I can always go out there by myself. I won't be mad, I promise."

He didn't want her to feel forced, didn't want to push her into doing something she wasn't sure of doing. She had always been making her own decisions like she had just reminded him and he wouldn't want that to be different this time just because she felt obligated.

"You just have to promise me to stay here and not be gone when I get back," he added.

There weren't a lot of things Dominic Toretto was scared of, but the fear of losing her again was constantly present.

When they were still sleeping apart, he had gotten up in the middle of the night and gone to her room to check up on her. He had even watched her sleep every now and then, and left before she woke up. When Letty had wanted to be on her own and drive around the streets to give her some time to think, he had always been afraid she wouldn't return. He was afraid to open his eyes in the morning sometimes these days, because he feared that she wasn't there anymore and it had all just been a dream. Although he knew she would never leave him the way he had left her, intentionally, knowing the pain it caused, he still feared that someone or something could take her away from him.

It all reminded Dom of how much he loved that woman. He couldn't bear the thought of having to live without Letty ever again. When he was in his teenage years, his early twenties, even when they started dating, he had never considered himself to be the guy, who would get married, wanting to start a family. Hell, he never imagined himself to even be faithful to one woman back then. And here he was, knowing that his life only made sense with her in it.

Letty needed a minute before she had the courage to face him. Dom's big brown eyes welcomed her with understanding as much as affection. He was so sweet. But truth was, he had always been that way to her right from the moment their relationship turned into something serious. Tough on the outside, a sweetheart inside, that's Dom. And she loved him so much for everything that he was.

"I really wanna go with you, Dom."

Letty's voice cracked a little in the end. She really did want to join him, but she also wanted to be enough for him and maybe she wasn't just yet even though her memories had come back. It felt like her heart still needed to adjust to the fact that her head was pretty much back to who she was before the loss.

"Just no skinny-dipping," Dom responded.

She didn't really put her thoughts into words, so he had to guess what was going on in her mind, but he knew her too well for this to be somewhat of a challenge. Letty was like an open book to him. He wasn't much of a reader, but if he were, this would certainly be his most favourite one. It was thrilling and surprising, but also sad and romantic – and it had cars in it. What more could he wish for?

"I'm sorry. It's not you, it's– It's me," Letty pleaded, hoping for him to understand that this didn't mean, she didn't want to get close to him again. She just felt like she wasn't ready. She wanted to be, but she couldn't bring herself to get past her fear. Even for a strong woman like Letty insecurities were a thing.

Moving his hand from her knee to her cheek, Dom gave her a charming smile, his thumb caressing her skin in the process. He caught himself wanting to kiss her, but he didn't. If Letty needed him to take a step back right now, he would do just that.

"We rush things out there on the streets, we don't have to do it here. You'll do this whenever you're ready. I don't mind waiting, if I'm waiting for you."

Damn, he knew exactly what to say to her to make her swoon.

Letty felt his hand again, now stroking her shoulder, and then reaching for hers. She followed his every move with her eyes and as soon as Dom grabbed her hand, she intertwined her fingers with his. Similar to the moment in that elevator when those flashbacks hit her, Letty was immediately thrown into a vortex of emotions like fireworks on 4th July. Yes, insecurity was one of those emotions but along with that was gratitude and love. She was grateful for how much he understood her without needing her to speak plainly. She felt blessed to be back with him, to have him in her life and she loved him with all her heart.

Letty saw Dom smirking at her fingers' quick reaction.

He stood up, forcing her to get up with him as he didn't let go of her hand and Letty couldn't help but catch a glimpse at what's been there for a moment right in front of her eyes, and which she hadn't gotten to look at for so long. It was her then, who grinned sheepishly.

"So you do like what you see, huh?" Dom burst out laughing.

Teasing her had always been great fun to him. He didn't get to have that much during her memory loss, because he hadn't known how she would take it and he didn't want to upset her by making stupid jokes. He had missed that dearly.

"Yeah, well, I was kinda hoping you didn't see that," Letty admitted, slightly embarrassed, as she stripped down to her underwear. Her worry was mostly gone, now that she knew she wouldn't have to bare all, but her heart was still racing in his presence. How would it be if she were to have sex with him again?

She could remember everything, she felt it, too, but this definitely was one of these moments when it also felt like she had fallen head over heels in love with Dom all over again. Those butterflies in her stomach made her feel more excited than when she found herself in a car, falling from the sky.

"You've always had a thing for my parts whether it was with cars or my body," Dom laughed, putting his arm around her shoulder.

"Oh, don't flatter yourself," Letty poked him in the rips, amused, "I don't even know yet, if your parts are still working. Ya might have to consider an update."

She bit her bottom lip. The sexual tension between them was still tangible as if it had never left. It didn't surprise her, though. She had already felt the sparks flying back in London when she talked to him after their race – and she didn't even remember a thing then. Now, it was just like old times.

Dom planted a kiss on Letty's hair, smirking. She made him feel like he was on top of the world. It wouldn't be easy for him to hold back for sure, because he was so very happy, but it would all be worth it. When they made love again, it would feel like their first time. And for a second Dom thought her memory loss had been a good thing. It made him realize that he should appreciate the love they shared more; that he had almost taken Letty for granted.

He lead her into the water, then duck in. Letty watched him as he swam a little away from her, his head under water. When Dom surfaced again, he looked at her and smiled, swimming slowly towards her. He turned on his back, paddling with his feet a few inches from her torso. Letty watched him closely.

The last time they swam together, they both ended up with two scars to remember it by. She always thought that if for some strange reason they decided to make their bond somewhat official, they would get matching tattoos. Now they had matching scars instead, and even a piece of paper to prove they belonged together. She never imagined they would ever be officially married.

"Do you feel that? How could you be 3000 miles away from that?" Letty whispered, as she lay on top of Dom on the canoe in the Dominican Sea.

"I can't," he spoke under his breath in that dark voice she loved and there was just something about the way Dom looked at her that made Letty's heart leap. Her love for him had never been stronger than in this moment.

She shot him a smile and kissed him tenderly while not just a wave but a tsunami of emotions engulfed her. It was like she was thrown back to 1998 when she fell in love for the first time at the age of 15. Back then, she had felt rather foolish wanting to do all that gushy stuff people who are in love did. Though it was still the same guy she was in love with, this time, it was a whole lot different.

Letty wasn't afraid to show it, to actually want it. She wanted to be foolishly in love around and with Dom, kiss and hug him, and be kissed and hugged by him in return, and if that made her look like a love-struck puppy then she couldn't care less. And Dom didn't feel any different. They both had grown so much since they first hooked up, individually but also as a couple, that their love wasn't anything they had to hide or downplay anymore. It was something to be proud of. It was real.

Little did she know in that moment she fell in love with him that they would ever share that kind of bond.

Now they were here, madly in love – and married. It had all happened so fast. He asked her; she said yes and next thing she knew they were standing in front of a priest, making it official. Only a day ago they became husband and wife. Today was the first day of their honeymoon and it felt like the start of a new adventure, something completely different. It excited her to the max.

"I can't believe we got married," Letty giggled as she finally let go of Dom's lips.

She traced the contour of his right cheekbone with her index finger, following along with her eyes, then cupped his whole cheek with her hand and met his gaze again.

"Can we keep this a secret?" she asked. "Only a little while longer. I just don't want the others to know yet."

Dom's hands travelled up and down along the sides of her body until they moved to her ass and grabbed it lightly.

"You're enjoying this, aren't ya?" he smirked. "Having a dirty, little secret no one knows about?"

Letty grinned.

"I wouldn't consider this a dirty secret, but," she cupped his other cheek as well, placing a soft kiss on his lips as she held his face in both her hands, "you never know what happens tonight. It might get a lil' dirty," she purred, looking at him seductively.

Dom squeezed her butt firmly. "Oh, I like where this is going," he admitted teasingly. "And I thought last night was already–"

"Are you kidding me?" Letty laughed, cutting him off. "Last night was corny as hell!"

She wasn't complaining at all, though. She had been the happiest she had ever been and sex with Dom had never made her feel more loved as in that moment. This was partly because they were so used to have it rough that they sometimes forgot how it felt to make love and actually take their time.

"That wasn't dirty, it was–"

"Vanilla sex?" Dom butted in, cocking his eyebrow.

"Well, let's just say, if we would've had an audience watching us, people would probably have fallen asleep during the foreplay already," Letty laughed, remembering how long it had taken them to get to the point where they were actually doing it.

"So, you're saying, you didn't like it?" Dom asked, a cheesy grin on his face.

"Of course I did. I'm pretty sure you heard that," she giggled, stroking his cheek.

"All I'm saying is tonight could be different, you know. Yesterday you got the angel, tonight you'll meet the devil," Letty teased, and could literally see in Dom's face how much he liked the mere thought of it. "If you keep treating me well," she added, as she moved her lower body against his groin in circles.

"Don't I always?" Dom joked, trying to distract himself from the fact that her hip's movement made him want to rip her clothes off already, right then and there.

Letty slapped him lightly on the shoulder.

"Now you do, but you didn't used to, remember?" she reminded him of the earlier days in their relationship.

"You're right. I was a lousy boyfriend, I'm sorry," Dom grinned. "No more skanks, I promise. The only odour you'll have to follow from now on, looking for me, is that of pancakes."

Letty laughed so hard she almost had trouble keeping her balance so that she didn't bring the canoe to topple over like she had before when she had tried to get on top of him the first time.

"Oh my God, Dom, you're not gonna be one of those husbands that make breakfast each morning, are you?"

Dom stroke her back, once, twice, then settled his hands on her ass again, grinning at her.

"See? This is exactly why I married you, Let. Because you don't give a damn about those normal stuff married couples do."

"Wait, I thought you married me, 'cause you love me?" Letty intervened with a faux-confusion written all over her face.

"And what made you think that?" Dom laughed, giving her butt a little slap. "I'm just here for that booty," he smirked, "and the rest of that insane body."

"I knew it," Letty sighed, "this was too good to be true."

She tried to keep a serious face, but lost it the second she locked eyes with him. Grinning from ear to ear, she felt his hands moving up her body.

"Of course I love you," Dom said, cupping her cheeks, as he planted a kiss on Letty's lips.

"And I know you love me, so you can stop pretending now like you dreamed of a knight in shining armour and I'm just the consolation prize," he added, smirking.

The teasing was definitely one of the best parts about their relationship. Because they had been together for so long, first as friends then as lovers, they knew exactly which buttons needed to be pushed. It always worked.

Letty grinned, thinking back to the past as she tried to remember her childhood and the dreams she had.

"Ya know, actually, as a little girl, I think, I did," she stated, caressing his cheek while Dom's hands still held her face, "I just never imagined him to come riding along in a black Charger instead of on a white horse."

"Ha-ha! C'mere, Cinderella." Dom laughed, as he flung his arms around her, holding Letty so tight that not even a piece of paper could fit between their bodies.

"You're my very own fairy tale, you know that, right?" he whispered after a while of holding her in his embrace, moved by the deep emotions that came over him like an avalanche, as he thought of their wedding, last night's love-making, and just how lucky he was to have met her all those years ago.

Fairy tales were known to have a happy ending and though Dom knew their lives were anything but a fairy tale, he hoped their love and all the memories they shared would never be taken away from them.

"Dom?" Letty breathed against his mouth with a beatific smile on her face, "Shut up!"

She gave him another sweet kiss on the lips.

As tough as he let people think he was, he could actually be the mushiest boy inside, hopelessly romantic, and she would always admire and appreciate that. And Letty knew, she was the only one Dom would ever share this secret with, because it worked both ways. No one would ever know of her deepest thoughts, wildest dreams and greatest fears except for Dominic Toretto.

Letty laid her head on Dom's chest, closed her eyes, and listened to his heartbeat, as she slowly dozed off. If only they could stay in their happy bubble forever, she wished, knowing too well, however, that as crazy as their lives were, reality would soon come to pass. Who knew where they would be ten years from now.

It had been six years since that moment Letty had wanted to last forever and so much had happened over time. Today, she was lucky she even remembered being married to him, sharing this moment in the DR, and every other one between them.

"Hey, do you remember the night before we got married?" she asked after looking at her husband for a while.

Letty tried to focus on his face and not pay attention to the rest of his body, which wasn't that easy, because right in this moment Dom was attractive as hell – and naked.

"Like it was yesterday," Dom nodded, smiling. He was curious to know what she wanted to point out.

"Yeah... We spent the night together and you joked it's supposed to bring bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding," Letty smiled back at him, drawing circles with her index finger on the water.

"Well, I guess, I should've listened to you and thrown you out," she mumbled only just loud enough for him to hear. It made Dom chuckle.

He positioned himself right in front of her with his feet touching the ground.

She couldn't possibly imagine how much it meant to him that she talked about memories they both shared after months of not even knowing that she used to be in love him.

"Letty, you never listen to me that's what I've been trying to tell you since the day we've met. You're way too stubborn," Dom laughed out loud, remembering the reason why she caught his attention in the first place.

She had been a hard nut to crack; it challenged him. Girls usually wanted to jump his bones so when that Latina didn't, he felt that she was something special.

At the time, he didn't know it was all an act; that Letty had actually wanted him since ages and just waited for him to realize he wanted her, too. But when he finally did, she was too proud to let him have her right away. So she made him work hard for what he could've gotten earlier if only he had not paid attention to the skanks so much.

And while Leticia Ortiz played hard to get, acting like she wasn't infatuated with him already, Dominic Toretto wanted to prove to himself, and others, that he could win her heart. Little did he know that he'd lose his own in the process. Now it belonged to her.

"I am too– Excuse me?" Letty retorted, looking at him amused. "If I remember correctly, you were the one who kept trying to get into my pants even after I punched you in the face. Twice. On the same day." Letty laughed at that memory, the incident flashing before her eyes. He had looked like a wounded puppy and still acted like a sex-starved pit bull.

Dom grinned from ear to ear. He remembered it well.

"That was when I just knew you were the one for me," he said, grabbing her hands, "and I'm glad I never gave up."

Dom let his thumbs slide over her knuckles. He locked eyes with her, thinking what life would've been like if he hadn't kept on trying to sweep Letty off her feet back then. He couldn't imagine.

It was kinda odd how they were standing here remembering their first moments together after she had just gotten her memories back. But it felt good to him. And from what he could tell by looking into her eyes, Letty was feeling the same thing.

She held his hands as if she were being pulled under by dark ocean waves and he alone could save her. She swallowed hard, clearly trying to hold back the tears. Letty didn't know when she had suddenly become this emotional, but she knew why. It was him. It had always been Dom. It would always be.

He was the only one she felt safe to be emotional around, because he was there to catch her. He never made fun of her for crying, but did everything he could to make her stop. And even when she had tried so hard to be strong and play it tough around him all those years ago, he hadn't stopped until making her realize that it was okay to let him in. He had cared enough to tear down her walls and she had never felt this loved.

"I love you," Letty whispered in a voice charged with emotion after what seemed like an eternity, "so much," and looked him straight in the eyes.

Dom returned the look just as deeply moved as she was. She had no idea how much he loved her. It was a love he thought never existed. Deeper than the ocean they were in, purer than water. He was a lucky bastard to say the least.

"I love you, too," he answered in a hushed voice, leaning forward to press his lips onto hers.

Their kiss deepened. Letty let go of his hands, put her arms behind his head and caressed his neck while Dom's hands moved behind her back, sending shivers down her spine. Letty felt his body pressing against hers and she knew it would only be a matter of time until she would feel something else, too. So she slowly pulled away from him, releasing some of the heat.

"Dom, you still have to make up for what happened in the DR, you know. I mean, don't think we're even just because I shot you," she said, half in earnest, half in jest, slowly moving her hand over his chest right where that bullet had hit him.

Now that she remembered, she didn't regret shooting him on their first encounter back in London. He deserved a bullet for what he had done. However, it was kinda difficult for Letty to choose how to deal with the past since she couldn't actually let him get away with this so easily and yet she didn't really want to make another drama out of it. She was beyond happy to be with him again and she wanted that feeling to last for as long as possible.

Dom felt the same way. He knew that he better stuck to his promise this time, because life didn't give him another shot for nothing. Somehow, he didn't know how exactly, he had earned that second chance, and all he wanted to do now was prove himself worthy of it.

Dom grabbed Letty's hand that still lay on his chest and kissed the back of it lightly.

"I will make up for it, you'll see," he murmured, giving her hand a little squeeze.

"And I've got nothing but time to do that," Dom added, as his mouth spread into a toothy grin, which completely disarmed Letty.

Her lips curled into a heartfelt smile, her true and impulsive feelings of pure joy and happiness expressed through it.

"We've got eternity," Letty told him quietly, touching his cheek with the hand he didn't hold.

"Exactly, Mrs Toretto." Dom smiled back at her, claiming her lips again.