Letty's POV

I got off the plane and decided to start at the apartment of the cop Dom was hooking up with. I don't know why he would do it. For me our love never died, he knew I was out here. If it was safe enough for her, why wasn't it safe for me? Because she had a badge?

I got to the apartment, and I knocked. I didn't know what I was going to say but I knew she'd know where Dom was. No one answered, I turned the knob and the door opened.

"Hello? Anyone home?"

No answer. I decided to just get an address and go before I lost my courage. I went over to a stack of mail that was on the cupboard. No luck, however on the fridge there was a phone number and an address. It was Dom's writing. I grabbed it and left the apartment before she saw me and called Dom.

I booked a flight, and was on the first flight, I was about to confront Dom about everything that happened in the last three years. What if he had kids? What if he was in love with someone else? I prayed that he had a reason, for everything. We had been through hell and back. It was going to be a huge fight, but we were no strangers to that.

I was sitting in the middle of his bed; it was two weeks after Mr. T had died. Dom was always out, drinking and smoking. Cheating, although I hope those were just rumors. In my heart I knew they weren't. He had changed into a dark person I didn't even know anymore. I looked up when the door knob wobbled.

"Letty I'm not in the mood to fight with you."

"Then you can listen."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"I'm leaving."

"Like hell you are."

I looked over to the bag that was packed on the chair. I got up to pick it up and walk out. He blocked me. He wasn't drunk this time; it was anger in his eyes, pain and sadness. He grabbed my arm.

"Let go of me."

I pulled my arm away and he looked at me.

"You're just going to leave too?"

That was it, it was the start of a screaming match.

"Dom, you are such an asshole! For two weeks I've waited for you to give me a reason not too."

"If you didn't notice, I've been dealing with shit."

"You aren't the only one! We all lost something."

"Why do you always have to make things about you?!"

"Me? Are you fucking kidding me? I'm not the one out whoring around, I'm not the one that MY sister wants to talk to but can't because you are nowhere to be found."

"Maybe you just don't belong here."

That one hurt. It felt like my heart broke into a million pieces. He reached out to hug me. I shook my head.

"Don't touch me."

"Let, I didn't mean that."

"I've put up with a lot of your shit Dom. That was the last straw. I love you more than you will ever know. But this you, I can't do this. I've tried to help you, but you need to help yourself. Spend time with Mia, figure things out."

"Let."

I shook my head and walked downstairs with my bag. As I opened the door two cops were standing there. Dom was chasing me down the stairs.

"Dominic Torreto?" one of the officers asked.

"Yes?"

"You're under arrest for the assault of Kenny Linder."

I dropped my bag, on the ground and looked in Dom's eyes. I knew it was true.

"Dom what the hell are they talking about."

That's when I noticed the blood on his shirt I hadn't noticed when he walked in. He shook his head and the cops clicked the handcuffs. He mouthed he was sorry and he loved me. As they walked him to the car, I shouted after him,

"I love you."

I drifted off to sleep and before I knew it the plane had landed and I was in a cab ready to face the man that could break my heart than put it together all in 5 minutes.

Doms POV

We were all sitting around the table eating breakfast and Tyler was running around laughing in his diaper.

"I think we should open a garage."

"Hell ya."

"Are you two crazy?"

"Mia, come on. It'll be fun."

She rolled her eyes. She was just as bored as us. She started cleaning up and taking Tyler upstairs.

"Dom, I think we should. We're so bored."

Mia walked down the stairs.

"You boys better show me a couple properties before I change my mind"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, let's go."

I decided to just stay put, Tyler was napping anyways. I would be happy just to have a garage again. It was a couple hours later and Tyler was running around as I chased him. There was a knock on the door. He stopped running to the porch and re directed to the front door. I caught him and held him upside down as I answered. I almost dropped him when I did. A ghost was standing in front of me. But that couldn't be, someone who just looked like her. Her sunglasses were covering her eyes and she had a scar beside her eye that didn't belong. But I was sure it was her.

I heard tyler start laughing, I looked down and he was looking at me. I laughed his face was really red. I put him on his feet and he ran off.

"Don't go outside."

He looked at me and smiled and ran off.

"Sorry, Hi. Can I help you?"

"That's what you have to say to me? After three years."

She lifted her sunglasses and when I saw her eyes. I knew it was her, no doubt in my mind. I stepped back a little, my breath stuck in my throat.

"I mean, I know I look good but that's never stop you from saying Hi papi."

"Let?"

"Who else would I be, don't be a dumbass."

"You're supposed to be dead."

"Now you're an even bigger dumb ass."

I could only whisper her name again before Tyler was crying. She looked down at the child and I picked him up, he snuggled in my neck and I rubbed his back. She looked hurt, I told her to come in and I'd be back. I walked upstairs to change Tyler and he fell asleep again. I think he had a cold coming on.

I walked downstairs, and she was still sitting there. It wasn't a dream.

"Why did you think I was dead?"

"I was at your funeral."

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