I was scared. To say the least. Was he going to like me? I had no clue. I had been at the house since Letty took me under her wing for several months now, and the whole time, this Dom guy had been in prison. And now I was in the car with Letty and Mia, going to pick him up.
"Jack, would you stop fidgeting? It's starting to piss me off," Letty grumbled from the front seat. I looked up at the rearview mirror and our eyes locked, and I grinned sheepishly.

Mia turned around from the front passenger seat and looked at me and smiled warmly. "Don't worry sweetie. If I know Dom, he'll love you."

"I hope so," I whispered, mainly to myself.

From all the stories that the guys in the DT crew had told me about this Dom character, he seemed like a pretty cool guy. But Letty had also told me the reason why he was in prison in the first place.

Apparently, he went completely psycho on the guy who had messed with his father's car and caused the elder Toretto to die and smashed his skull in with a ¾ inch torque wrench. The dude lived, surprisingly, but not without the help of several hospital machines hooked up to him 24/7.

I was a runaway with a bad past and tended to cause a few problems when I got bored enough. Letty had caught sight of me at one of the many street races that goes down in L.A. and she took me in. I instantly became the baby of the makeshift family and accepted without a second thought.

I moved into the basement with Leon and Jesse. Leon was a bit of a player and I had been woken up several times at various times in the morning to pleasuristic moans from some random racer-chaser and usually around an hour later, he would kick them to the curb. It was a wonder that Jesse and I hadn't ganged up on him and made him have the couch in the living room.

Jesse was a different story entirely. He actually considered my feelings about the stupid racer-chasers and usually went back to her place or a motel for the whole hooking-up thing, which wasn't that often might I add. He was a total car-geek and was always kind of twitchy. But nonetheless, he was one of the sweetest people I had ever met in my life, aside from Mia.

Then there was Vince. The Ol' Coyote and I didn't exactly see eye to eye, mainly because I had always taken Letty's side when they would butt heads about whatever. Mostly their squabbles had to do with decision-making things, ya know, leader stuff. But even he had his moments. He did try teach me how to properly drive a stick shift car, and so I had been kind of lying off of pissing him off too much lately.

Since Dom was in prison, Letty had filled the position of leader and was doing a great job of it too. But I knew all of the things I had gotten so used to would probably change because of Dom, and I would just have to deal with it.

We pulled into the parking lot of the correctional facility and I got even more nervous. Letty killed the engine of the Chevelle. I loved this car. I helped Letty and Leon build this thing. I had known almost next to nothing about cars when the gang took me in. At the races where Letty found me, I had just accidently stumbled upon the whole blocked off street when I was wandering around. I kind of stood out that night, considering I was wearing baggy jeans, a black t-shirt, and my converses.

"You guys stay here. I'm going to go sign him out," Letty told us, getting out and walking towards the compound.

I sighed. "Well I'm not staying cooped up in here," I said, stepping on the latch of the driver's seat and opened the door. I got out and sat on the hood of the car. Mia got out and sat beside me.

After a few minutes of silence Mia finally spoke. "You don't have anything to be worried about, you know that right?"

I looked up at her from the concrete I was staring at. "He won't like me, I know it."

She snorted. "Yeah, just like he didn't like Jesse, but that didn't stop him from taking in the kid."

I shrugged and leaned back, lying across the hood. The sun was blinding so I put my arm over my eyes. I heard Mia get up and turn the radio on in the car. She changed it to a rock station that played old school rock that she knew I loved and I smirked.

She was always trying to help someone. That's why I loved being around Mia. She was the only reason why I at least tolerated working the small café that was beside the garage that the team worked at. I usually was pestering Jesse into teaching me new things about cars, but on occasion Mia needed help and Letty didn't believe in working there when she could be working on cars.

Around twenty minutes later, I heard footsteps, but didn't look up.

"Who's this?" I heard a gruff voice ask. I took a deep breath and sat up. I stared at him. He had on a white t-shirt and tan cargo pants with brown boots. The first thing that shot in my mind after I got over a bit of shock was HOTTIE ALERT. He was really ripped and had muscles on top of muscles. And I couldn't stop staring.

DOM'S POV

I watched this little girl sitting on the hood of Letty's car with curiosity. She was laying down on the car, her arm over her eyes, blocking the California sun.

I noticed Mia's eyes light up as she saw me and I motioned for her to be quiet.

"Who's this?" I asked. I saw Letty grin out of the corner of my eye. She almost immediately sat up, staring at me.

"Well? You gonna say something?" I asked, amused now.

"Uh.." she stammered.

"Jacqueline, pick up your jaw and talk to the man," Letty told her smugly.

The girl closed her gaping mouth and glowered at Letty. "I'm Jack," she said, hopping off the car and putting out her hand.

I looked at her for a second, and then shook her hand. "Dom, nice to meet you."

I watched as a bright blush came across her cheeks and she turned around and headed back into the car. She was certainly interesting enough…

JACK'S POV

I peered on from the small back seat as Mia jumped on her brother and lovingly gave him a bear hug.

I had clearly made a fool of myself, and Letty wasn't helping my case any either. I sighed and leaned my head against the window as Dom took the driver seat, Mia got in beside me, and Letty took the other front seat.

I wasn't exactly prepared for Dom's kind of driving. He took off like a bat out of hell towards the house, or the fort, as I like to call it. Normally, I don't need the handles above the window when someone is driving, even Leon, and he's a freaking maniac when he drives. But I certainly needed them now.

We cut around corners at ridiculous speeds and zoomed past slower grandma cars.

When we screeched to a halt at the curb in front of the fort, I was more than happy. Dom got out and flipped the seat forwards, letting me climb out from behind him. I awkwardly climbed from the seat, my hands on the door, and I slipped.

I was inches from the ground when I felt arms around my shoulders, catching be before I could hit the hard pavement.

I opened my eyes to find mocha brown ones staring back at me, amusement twinkling in them.

He set me on my feet, but didn't let go of my arm. "You should be more careful Little One," he told me.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes. "Why does everyone insist on calling me that?"

I walked away from him and a laughing Letty. I took Mia by her arm and we shuffled into the house.

I opened the door and found that Vince had Jesse in a headlock demanding that he give the remote to the television back. Jesse was holding it at arms length and didn't look like he was willing to give it up.

"Is it really so necessary to fight over something so dumb?" I asked, snatching the remote from Jesse's hand and flopped down in the big, soft, plushy chair that I loved so much. I flipped my shoes off and surfed the channels, landing on a movie called Death Race.

"So where's Dom?" Jesse asked after wriggling out of Vince's reach.

I shrugged. "He was outside."

"Oh," he said. He picked me up and adjusted me so he was sitting under my legs that were going across his own. I leaned against his chest and got comfortable while we halfheartedly watched the show.

The front door burst open and a smiling Dom came through the threshold. "What guys? No party?"

There were loud whoops throughout the house and a minute later, the living room was full of people welcoming Dom home.

"How ya doin' Dawg?" Leon asked, giving him a one-armed man hug.

"Better now that I can have some actual food," Dom replied grinning like Cheshire cat.

"I'M ON IT," Mia yelled, running to the kitchen to make her brother some food.

"We missed you man," Vince said, bumping his fist with Dom's.

"I missed you guys too."

I watched Dom scan the room. His eyes landed on Jesse and me and his happy face somewhat faltered. He quickly masked it back over and made his way over to us.

"Long time Bro," Jesse said, hitting Dom's fist with his own.

Dom smirked. "Stayin' outta trouble Jess?"

Jesse laughed at him. "As much as possible. Kinda hard with this one getting bored all the time though," he said, nodding my way.

I glared at him. "Nobody said you had to come along. It's not like I drag you kicking and screaming."

Jesse laughed again. "Touché."

"So you like to get into trouble eh?" Dom asked in a weird tone.

I looked up at him and raised my eyebrow. "And?"

"I have to bail her out every once in a while, but not too often if that's what you're asking," Letty said, sitting on the arm of the chair. She was holding a beer and I snagged it, taking a long gulp and handed it back.

"Pig! You drank half the bottle," Letty mumbled, chugging the rest down.

"How old are you Jack-jack?" Dom asked me.

"Does it matter?"

It was his turn to raise his eyebrow. "You backsassin' me?"

"What if I am?" I challenged.

Jesse covered my mouth with his hand and I glared at my adopted brother once again.

"She's seventeen."

I bit his hand and hit him on the chest.

"A seventeen year old girl doesn't need to be drinking," Dom said, crossing his arms, looking both intimidating and hot.

"I can do what the hell I want," I said defensively, standing up off of Jesse.

"Jack-" Jesse said nervously from behind me.

"Can it Jess," Dom said, attempting to stare me down.

He stepped forward and got in my face. "You better watch who the hell you're talking to girlie. That little mouth of yours can get you in a world of trouble," he said in a low, deadly voice.

I have to admit, my breath was caught in my throat, and I had no comeback. The tension in the air could be cut with a butter knife as the room fell silent. I could tell everyone was watching, and I refused to back down, and they knew it. Then I had a brilliant idea. Which turned out to not be so brilliant.

"Kiss. My. Ass."

I saw the humor in his eyes disappear behind a sheet of fury. I heard him actually growling in the pit of his chest, but my eyes never left mine as we were glowering towards each other. And I have to say, glowering at someone who is at least a foot taller than you, is pretty freaking' hard. I'm an average 5' 7'' so I was straining my neck to look at him, but I continued to hold my own as he stared daggers at me.

I felt hands wrapping around my arms, and taking me towards the basement. We were still scowling each other and I was nearly out of the room when I smirked at him, willing him to come and hit me so I could hit him back. It didn't work though, though I did notice his jaw muscle tweaked.

I was turned around and found that Leon was my kidnapper. I pushed him aside and descended the stairs. I got to the door and slammed it shut, locking it behind me.

I had never been so angry with someone in my life. Who was he to go around and boss me like that? I have been drinking since I was fourteen! Not that I was a regular drunk, I could handle it and play it safe, but still!

I knew something like this was going to happen, I just didn't know it was going to be so soon.

I went over to a far corner in the room over by Jesse's bed and leaned down next to a vent that lead up to the living room. I could make out Letty's, Vince's and Dom's voice.

"She's got a serious attitude problem," I heard Dom say gruffly.

"Believe me, I know," Vince replied.

"She just doesn't know how to respond to any kind of authority other than me," Letty told him. "She doesn't take it so well. She listens to me fine, but others, not so much."

"We figured out that if we suggest something, or piss her off enough about something, she'll do it. But God forbid you try to order her around…" Vince muttered.

"Where'd you find her?" Dom asked.

"Races," Letty answered.

The Races? What the hell is a seventeen year old girl doing at the races?"

"She told us she had just found them accidently while wandering around, and she's been with us ever since."

"Where are her parents?"

I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath.

There was silence.

"Well?" Dom asked. I could hear the agitation in his voice.

"They were killed in a drive-by," Vince responded.

More silence.

"Who was it?" Dom asked finally.

"We looked into it and it turns out it was Tran and his gang of assholes," Letty said, hatred in her voice.

"Shit," Dom muttered.

I didn't want to listen anymore. I stepped away from the vent and went to unlock the door. I went over and collapsed onto my bed, still fully clothed, and ontop of the blankets.

I hadn't let anyone intimidate me the way Dom had. He honestly scared me a bit, but yet, and only God knows why, I was still a bit attracted to him. Maybe it was the fact that he was the one who laid down the law, like the Alpha male or something. I had no earthly idea why I was so attracted to a man that pissed me off so royally, but I was, and there was no denying it.

I stole a glance at the neon numbers of Jesse's alarm clock. It read 2:45. Shoot, I still had enough time to squeeze in a well-deserved nap. God knows I need it after that little escapade. I wasn't sure how much more I could take of Dominic Toretto, but something told me it was quite a bit.

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