Author's Note: I do have a bit of a plan for this fic, or at least the next few chapters. I just have to write it out. As more and more info on Fast 6 is coming out I'm getting more excited for the film. I really hope that it meets my expectations. I am going on opening night. Also I really hope Letty is in the 7th film. Otherwise I probably won't want to see it XD. Thanks for reading guys. Enjoy!

"Used to come around, you be knocking on my front door
Playing board-games, horror films with the secret door
Thought that you were cute from the start, yeah I'm pretty sure
You were like the medicine, the medicine I wanted more
All along I wanted someone to laugh with
Found the guy I want the rest of my life with"

What I Like – Charli XCX

Severed

The next day Dom was feeling a little more settled, if only because he understood a little what was going on with Letty now. He didn't have everything the way he wanted. Of course, if he did then she'd be here with him and as far away from that asshole Shaw as possible. But the fact that she'd agreed to help him was something. He would just have to lay it out with Hobbs. She was going to get a pardon too, because he sure as hell wasn't going home without her.

He grabbed a coffee from the makeshift break room one of the agents had set up and headed out into the warehouse they'd set up as there space. There they kept the cars and one long board full of maps and photos and dotted with pushpins covered one wall. The opposite wall was crowded with long tables with computers and other various tech spread out on top of them. This early in the day they weren't manned by many, just a single Interpol agent, some brunette whose name totally escaped his memory, and Brian. He crossed to his friend, pulling out a chair to plunk down beside him. Brian typed something into the computer then looked over at him. He studied him a moment, then sat back.

"What happened?"

"I saw Letty. Last night."

Brian's eyes went wide and he sat up a little, glancing at the agent over his shoulder briefly. She had a headset on and was apparently absorbed in her work. Still… He pushed to his feet and motioned for Dom to follow him, heading back towards the break room. "What happened?"

"We raced…" he laughed, a sharp sound as he rubbed a hand over his forehead. "Before I even know it was her. Then at the end of the race… I saw her and she saw me and she panicked. Ran."

"What the hell?" Brian asked. "Why?"

"Dunno," Dom followed the other man into the break room where there was thankfully no one else. He leaned against the counter. "Went after her."

"Of course you did. So?"

"We talked…" he didn't really need to share all the details with his brother in law. That sort of sharing was strictly off the table. "She's still pissed about me leaving her in DR."

"No really?" Brian deadpanned, arching a brow. "So clearly she's still our Letty."

"Our?" Dom laughed. "Where are you getting this 'Our' shit from?"

"Hey we were friends, remember? I mean… I didn't really want to talk about it after she was gone. But when we were working together in LA. She was my friend too, Dom. I meant that."

"Right, well stop with the was bullshit. She's alive. I saw her. I… touched her." He sighed, turning away to stare at the wall. "I wanted her to come back here with me."

"And why wouldn't she?"

"She wants to… feels like she needs to help us take down Shaw. Thinks that she can do that better by staying close to him."

Brian frowned slightly, mulling that over. "Well… logically it makes sense but I think it's pretty dangerous. We've seen that he doesn't think much about the safety of his crew or anyone involved in what he's doing."

"She doesn't think she can just walk away from him," Dom said, shaking his head. "Maybe it's pride. Who the hell knows? Maybe she just wants to be able to save herself."

"Why is she even involved with this guy anyway?" Brian asked, his brow furrowing. "It's just… it's not like her. She wouldn't have been okay with killing someone."

"From what she was able to tell me she kind of ended up stuck in a bad situation. Shaw was responsible for getting her out of the wreck, somehow. He's been with her since she woke up. She said at first her memories were spotty, missing the past few years. By the time she was able to try and contact us we were on the run in Rio."

"And she didn't hear about that?" Brian's brows rose.

"My guess is that Shaw didn't let her hear about it. Hobbs' profile says the guy is controlling as hell. I think Letty is scared of him."

"If he scares her then he must be bad news," Brian said softly.

"Which means we have to get her out of there as soon as possible," Dom replied.

"How exactly are we going to do that?"

Dom shook his head. "Not sure. She said she'd contact me so I guess I have to hope that she does soon. And then we'll make our move. In the meantime we need to keep getting info the way we have been, compiling everything we have on him and the rest of his crew. If we don't hear from Letty then we're going to have to go in and get her out. I'm not waiting around that long."

Brian nodded, because he couldn't blame him. He grimaced as he thought of something, and then sighed at Dom's questioning look. "I'm going to have to call Mia. She said that if it turned out that Letty really was alive she didn't want to have to sit around at home waiting for us to bring her back. She's going to want to come out here."

"I'd tell you to stop her if I thought you stood a chance."

"Yeah right." Brian laughed. "Stubborn Toretto genes."

"I bet the little one is gonna have them too."

"Don't start with me," Brian said, grinning at him. "You'll encourage him."

Dom laughed, and then shook his head. "Have you seen Hobbs around?"

"I think he went to work out in the back earlier. You know, so he can live up to the nickname when Tej calls him The Hulk." He paused, turning to pour himself some coffee. "Why?"

"I need to talk to him. Make sure Letty is included in this deal we worked out."

"That was part of it, I thought," Brian said, looking at him over his shoulder.

"Yeah, I know. But I have to make sure. She's coming home with us."

Brian smiled, reaching for his cellphone as he checked the clock. What time was it by Mia now? Oh well, she'd want him to call. "You're right," he told Dom as the other man headed back out of the room. "We're all going home together."