Title: Ride or Die

Author: Nakita1031

Rating: R

Summary: Beyond loyalty...beyond borders...beyond limits...

Discalaimer: I own nothing related to TFATF/Universal.

Chapter One

It was a chilly night. The winds were picking up off the ocean and Letty was glad she'd brought her cover up with her. She wondered if a storm was approaching, the way the waves were crashing off the rocks and the sudden shift in the Dominican winds. She leaned forward, running her hands through the cool sand beneath the large rock she was perched on. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back, cracking her neck back and forth as she tried to make out the familiar reggae ton tune playing in the distance.

"Hey you..."

His voice brought her back to reality and she looked over her shoulder, smiling as she saw him approaching her.

"Hey yourself," she said softly. "Where were you?"

"I was just talkin to Han," he replied, taking a seat next to her, draping a tired arm around her shoulder. His body immediately warmed her and she couldn't help but snuggle in closer.

"Yeah?" she asked, leaning her head on his shoulder, her arm resting comfortably on his leg. "Everything okay?"

At first he didn't answer, just stared blankly out into the ocean.

"Han got a tip. Told me the cops are getting hungry."

"Well then I guess we're doin our job," she smiled, nuzzling her chin to his chest.

"I gave Han his cut, Letty. We're done."

"What do you mean?"

"What you think I mean? We're done. The cops are all over this. Especially after this last bullshit," he paused before adding, "look Letty, I don't want you around me right now. It's too dangerous."

Letty's head immediately whipped up. "What?"

Dom sighed, running a hand over his head. He knew this wasn't going to go over well. It was Letty.

"After all this time, you pick now?"

"It's for the best Letty."

"Don't give me that for the best bullshit Dom." She was sitting up now, facing him, challenging him, doing what she did best when he got in one of his moods. "You tried that before remember? It doesn't work. Not with me. You think you can push everybody in your life away? You can just shut me out? You can shut me out all you want. I'm not goin anywhere."

"Letty…"

"Don't Letty me, Dom," she paused before quoting his signature line to her, "ride or die, remember?"

The quote didn't phase him and his eyes remained sullen.

"I'm not takin you down with me," he said in a tone she'd never heard before. And in his eyes, she saw something she'd never seen before. She wasn't sure what it was, but she didn't like it. It made her feel desperate.

Letty knelt in front of him now, grabbing his face with both hands, black eyes staring straight into his. "We'll figure it out! We always do!" and although she had meant it to come out sounding harsh and confident, her voice cracked with desperation.

He couldn't give up on her now. Not now. Not after everything they'd been through.

Her eyes desperately searched his, searching for reassurance that he wouldn't leave her. He couldn't leave her. She'd never known a world without him. She didn't want to know that world. She brought her mouth to his, kissing him softly, never more scared in her life that he wouldn't kiss her back. And at first, he didn't…and her heart sank. Tears came to her eyes but she willed them away.

Oh god…she thought. This was really it. He was really going to leave her.

And then she felt his tongue on her lips, softly at first and then…

He was kissing her now, roughly, passionately, the way Dom kissed. She could breathe now, he was breathing life back into her. His hands went to her ass, grabbing it roughly and hoisting her into his lap. He kissed her, over and over, his hands ravaging her bikini laden body.

Her body went limp before him. At this point, he could do anything he wanted to her.

"What're you tryin to do to me in this bikini, huh?" he growled, his voice and his demeanor back to normal.

"Whatever you want me to do, papa…"

"Right here?" he looked around, nodding toward the beach party that was in full swing a few hundred yards away from them. "You know someone's gonna ruin this. They always do," he laughed.

"I know," she replied, managing a weak smile. She didn't care though. She just wanted to feel him, to feel him loving her, to feel that familiarity. "Wanna go home, pa?"

"You don't gotta twist my arm," he smirked. "Let me go talk to Han real quick, then we can go."

***

Bright bursts of red and yellow came through the white wooden shutters on their window and a hand flew to her eyes, shielding them from the harsh Dominican sunrise. She yawned and stretched as her arm stretched out, searching his side of the bed.

"Dom?" she called sleepily when she didn't feel him.

He was probably making breakfast. He'd become quite the cook over the years…

Letty smiled, remembering the previous nights events. Her body ached from the things he'd done to her, things he'd never done before. They'd made love all night, over and over. It was amazing but she couldn't help but think about how different it felt. His hands on her body, claiming her, owning her. She'd never felt more safe, more protected, more loved, more confident and at the same time it was very different from any other time they'd made love. It was like he was giving her everything he had, like it was the last time they'd ever make love again…

Letty's eyes whipped open…

Staring back at her on the nightstand was a thick wad of hundred dollar bills…wrapped securely in Dom's diamond cross necklace.

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