Letty's P.O.V

I walk out of the bathroom and wipe the left over vomit on my mouth. This morning sickness is lasting the whole damn day. These are going to a long first trimester but it's all worth it for this kid. I walk over to my night stand and pull my test from the drough. It's crazy how peeing on a stick had turned into a mini stop-watch. I had taken it on the way back home from New York and it said that I'm 3+ weeks along. So this baby was definetly concieved when we were in Cuba. I wanted to show Dom during dinner since we spent most of the day unpacking and running around after Brian. He finally got down for his nap and figured we get in dinner early. I put on my tan lace pull-over over my red t-shirt dress. I've gotten used to wearing comfortable clothes even though I'm not showing yet. I put the test in the little sleeve pocket inside and walk over to Brian's playpen to check on him. I look over and see him fast asleep through the wooden bars of his crib peacefully. I tip-toe out of the room, slowly close the door and make my way down the stairs. I get a whiff of something in my nose and it smells so good.

I walk into the living room and see a trail of red rose petals leading to the coffee table that's draped with a table cloth with plates of food. There's small white candles around it and Dom was standing by the coffee table in a black dress shirt and pants, holding a red rose in his hand. I've never seen him this romantic side of him in a while.

"Hi."

"Hey you."

"What is all this?" I say as I start walking towards him. He takes my hand as I approach him. and we're facing each other

"I wanted to show you how much I love and appreciate my wife. I know this isn't a lot but it's a start." He says guiding me to the table. We sit on the floor where there are pillows laid around it. He must have been cooking a storm cause all my favorites are here. Grilled herb chicken, sweet potato fries, empanadas, and red velvet cake with vanilla frosting. He must have known I was craving sweet and spicy foods right now.

"How did you know what I was craving?"

"You've had the same appatiette before you were pregnant, figure it would be tripled right now with the baby so I cooked for the two of you."

I smile at the sweet gesture. I never strayed away from eating at all. I wasn't the girl who ate salads on a date. If I was craving a burger or a slack of ribs, I would n't be afraid to eat. The baby has made my taste buds more crazy.

"You've really out done yourself Toretto."

"Thank you Mrs. Toretto."

"That's the first time you've called me that you know."

"Really?"

"Mmhm and I like it."

He smiles and kisses my cheek. We eat dinner and talk for the rest of the night. We talk about the past, what we hoped for in the future. For the first time in a while, we get to be in the moment together. Little things like this are what I love the most about Dom. We're eating dessert when I remember the test in my pocket.

"I wanna show you something."

"What?"

I reach into my inside pocket and pull the test out. I put it in my hand and lay it out to show him.

"Don't worry, I wiped it off and cleaned it so you won't be grossed out."

He takes it from my hand and looks at it with the same awe as I had.

"How does it know how many weeks you are?"

"No clue, they're always coming up with a new thing these days. I just peed on the stick and it popped up on there." I says resting my elbow against the couch.

"Wow, this makes it actually real. When did you take it?"

"I got it from this little store at the airport. I took it in the bathroom on the plane and was as surprised as you were."

"Are you happy?"

"Yes. I am absolutely happy. I mean the timing was unexpected right now but it's us. And we hadn't start talking about kids until now but I think has a funny way of making plans for us."

He smiles and puts the test down. He takes hold of my hands and looks into my eyes.

"Letty, I know I've said this a thousand times but I'm so lucky to have you. You've seen the good in me and stood by me when I didn't deserve it. You see the good in me through all the bullshit and I've taken it for granted. I lost you once and I'm not gonna lose you again because of my mistakes. I will never leave you again and I won't leave our family because I want to spend the next fifty years living life with you."

I've never seen him open his heart so much, not even to me. He looks down at the floor for a second and gets down on one knee. Is he about to do this again? He reaches behind his pocket and pulls out a silver band with a heart-shaped diamond. I start to feel the tears come from my eyes when I see it.

"i know the first time wasn't perfect and we didn't even have a ring. But now I want to do this right."

"Baby, I don't need a do-over. I'm happy with how we did it the first time."

"You deserve something special."

He holds my left hand up in front of me and holds the ring in front of me.

"Leticia Ortiz-Toretto, will you.."

That's when we hear a whalling cry from the monitor. We turn when hear it and laugh a little at the unexpected interuption. I reach my hand to his face and make a little smile.

"Duty calls huh."

I kiss him and we go over to the stairs, making our way up to the bedroom holding each other's hands. We open the door and see him sitting up and crying. He must have been rolling around for a while before he started crying.

"What's the matter bubba? You missed us. It's okay, we're right here." I reached down to grab him and he lifts his arms up when I get to him. I lift up and hold him close to my chest as I soothe him. I shuffle around a little, bouncing with while I rub his back and his cries settle. I sit down on the bed and look over to Dom, who's standing by the window, and he's smiling at us.

"What?"

"He's in love with you."

"He's a baby."

"I mean he's attached to you. Letty, he only stops crying when you hold him. He's bonding with you so fast, he trusts you."

"Yeah, I guess he does."

I look at him and his head was laying on my shoulder. He looks at me with his little eyes and gives me a little laugh. I smile and kiss his little forehead. This moment right now couldn't be more perfect for this.

"Ask me again."

"Right now?"

"This moment, right now, it's more than perfect for this."

He smiles and walks over to us. He gets on one knee again and has the ring in his hand.

"Leticia Ortiz-Toretto, will you marry me again?"

"Yes. Abso-freakin-lutely yes."

He takes my hand and slides the ring on my finger. We put our hands on the sides of our faces and kiss each other. We start hearing the baby laugh and turn our faces to him.

"You wanna be my best man buddy?"

He laughs when Dom starts tickling his little cheek and we start kissing him. We take him downstairs with us and finish up dessert while I give him a bottle. He starts getting sleepy and start get ready for bed. Dom takes him upstairs while I clean up down here. I put the dishes away and blow out the rest of the candles. I walk upstairs and see my two boys in bed. Dom is wearing his wife beater and sweatpants while he holds Brian on his lap, dawning his own little baby wife-beater and his diaper. The fact that he got him to match going to bed is so adorable.

"Like father, like son."

"It's hot out and I didn't want him sweating."

"You are such a daddy."

I take my dress off and open my drough to find my pyjamas. I take off my pantie and throw on my shorts. reach behind my back to unhook my bra and look in the mirror to see Dom covering the baby's eyes.

"Really?"

"What?"

"He's ten months old."

"He can remember stuff like this."

"I don't think he'll remember my boobs." I put on my tank-top and walk over to the bed. I climb onto my side and lay next to Dom and rub Brian's little tummy. He looks up at him and he smiles at him.

"You're a good dad you know that."

"I hope I'm doing good so far. I want to be enough for him."

"You are and he knows that."

"Da-"

Our faces went blank when we heard what just came out of his mouth.

"You see? He says so too."

"Da-da."

"Oh my god."

"Was that his first word?"

"No, that's the first time I heard him say it to me. Say it again bubba."

He starts saying dada and we get just excited at his little milestone.

"See, he does love you."

I kiss his little cheek and just lay in bed together as a family.