I just bought Fast Five on DVD and watched some clips. My thoughts are as follows: Elena should not be in future films (super nice lady, but not the lady for Dom), Vin Diesel has the sexiest body EVER in a beater and jeans, and I'm certain that the next film is going to have some explosive Letty scenes. So needless to say, I have been inspired once more!

STR8BKCHICK- I thank you for your reviews and hope to see much more of your fabulously written fics!

September 1, 2006

Puebla, Mexico

The entire crowd hushed as the reigning racing king stepped up to one very heavily muscled man with light eyes dancing with cocky self-assurance. Xavier Morales was a smart man. He knew when to cut his losses, he knew who to pay for certain services, and he judged a person's character within minutes of meeting them. He was rarely wrong and rarely lost, behind the wheel or in life in general.

"You've made a name for yourself over the past month," Xavier mentioned, his voice a quiet Spanish caress.

Dom tilted his head, regarding the man slowly. He took him in, his height, with a swimmer's build, he had a Columbian look to him, and his eyes were black but shining with intelligence. He decided in that moment that if they had to have a fight then it wouldn't be easy. Not that he wouldn't best him, he told himself with the self-confidence everyone had noted, but he wouldn't be an easy nemesis to defeat.

"How's that," Dom replied to the statement, if he let this man get one inch he would take the whole mile before he could blink.

Xavier knew almost every person who was in the large crowd. And it was a large crowd. They were under an abandoned section of highway that would never come to full fruition because of the extreme poverty in the city. Everyone was waiting to find out more about the driver who had hit the scene with a vengeance, the only real competition Xavier had had in a long time.

"You planning on racing tonight?"

Dom pulled a half smirk, looking away and then back, "well I didn't come here to dance."

"Why do you think you have the right to race in my town," Xavier wondered. His voice never changed in pitch or tone but Dom knew that he was being tested.

"Competition never hurt anybody."

Dom grinned toward the voice as the wiry Asian man stepped out of the crowd and close to the two men.

"Han," Xavier acknowledged the man.

Dom almost rolled his eyes. How Han managed to know everyone in the world was a mystery even he couldn't figure out. He slapped hands with Han and tapped his back quickly.

"You know one another," Xavier's voice sounded tired, as if he too wondered how Han got around to knowing everyone at every scene.

"You could say that," Han replied to Dom's unspoken question and Xavier's words.

"What's your business," Xavier asked, getting right down to business.

Han grinned and pulled out a stick of gum. He chewed it thoughtfully for a moment, "I just want to see a good race."

Xavier thought it over for a long moment. He didn't trust many men but he trusted Han. If he wasn't signaling for him to off the muscle head then he would let it ride for the time being.

"Four thousand, up front, winner take all, ¼ mile," Xavier finally told Dom.

Dom nodded and glanced to his left, "Letty."

Han's eyes widened only fractionally but Xavier noticed it. Han had met Letty briefly two years before at Leon's before Dom had taken her to a nearby village and ravaged her for two straight weeks. They hadn't spoken because it was understood that Dom needed the time with her. Han had been called back to Nevada during their hiatus and never had time to do more than exchange one brief pleasantry.

Letty sauntered out of the crowd dressed in a long sleeved black shirt cut short right above her pierced naval, a dark brown leather mini skirt caressed her behind and upper thighs, and a pair of knee length black boots finished her simple look. She stopped a few feet from all three men, "que pasa?"

"We got a race," Dom replied, his gaze fastened on her like every other man in the crowd.

She nodded and held up a roll of hundred dollar bills with two fingers. Xavier nodded to his cousin, and accountant, to take the money.

"Who are you," Xavier asked her.

"Would it be cliché to say your worst nightmare," she wondered.

He couldn't help it, she was just too damn much, this whole situation was! He grinned. Han sighed in relief, Xavier could be quick and cold with peoples' lives. The fact that no bullets were spraying was encouraging.

"Let's race then," Xavier turned as he spoke and everything was back to normal, like the last ten minutes hadn't even happened.

XOXO

Dom pulled his car to the garage behind the hacienda that he and Letty had carefully selected. He turned the car off and waited for Han to fully park his car before going over to him. They slapped hands once more and Dom had to grin, "you were faster than I thought you'd be."

"I always am," Han replied easily. Dom had called him two weeks prior telling him that he could use his expertise in the booming city.

"Come inside, we have cold Coronas and a bed for you," Dom started toward the white stone house.

Han was surprised to see the rooms colorful and well furnished. When he had traveled with Dom in South America their quarters had tended to be sparsely furnished with more room for improvement then not. They settled in the kitchen and Han was surprised again when Dom pulled out two plates of food.

"What's the deal," Han asked before digging into the rice.

Dom sat back, "in one week a rig will be travelling from the tip of Mexico up the gulf with a shipment going to Texas."

"What kind of shipment?"

"The kind that makes our wallets heavier and carries some level of risk."

Han grinned at that, "I all ready knew that much."

"Guns," Dom told him.

"Going to Texas," Han sounded skeptical.

"First to Mexico City, and then to Texas," he amended.

"Tell me we're not about to heist the guns of any Mexican gangs," Han bit into his chicken and took a long draw of his Corona.

They both heard the garage doors close and footsteps approaching the kitchen door. Han looked up in time to see Letty waltz in. The first thing she did was lay a small stack of bills by Han's plate, his cut of the profit from the night indicating he was a member of their small team. She pocketed the rest under her shirt, he didn't know where she put it but it didn't fall out.

"Let, you remember Han," Dom announced it.

She rolled her eyes before bending to kiss Dom full on the mouth in greeting. She took a seat at the table, "thanks for coming."

"No problem," Han was not often lost for words yet with this woman sitting beside him he found his mind blank. She looked at him as if she could see everything in him.

"Yes, we're taking the guns from the gangs and we'll sell them to the government for their petition price of $500,000. Clear the streets of some weapons and make some money," she continued on Han and Dom's conversation as if she had been there the whole time.

"How'd you know," Han wondered as he took another bite of his chicken.

"She knows me," Dom replied as he fingered a dark curl hanging nearby.

Leon's words came back to Han then. He'd said that he would see them together and it would all make sense. She did something to Dom, she didn't soften him because he was just too tough for that, but she just did…something.

Right at the moment Han was having that thought the screen door swung open. Dom stood so quickly his chair fell back and Han rose, the knife he'd cut his chicken with palmed in his hand.

"Good, I don't like fools," was the greeting Xavier gave to the man who had beat him not two hours before.

Han relaxed but retained his hold on the knife. It was then that he noticed that Letty had pulled a black gun from somewhere and had it pointed at Xavier's throat.

Xavier nodded toward her, "I came here alone, you're more than welcome to check me for listening devices and to check the area."

Letty didn't move even one inch to indicate that she had heard him. The look on her face was completely clear. One wrong move, fuck, one wrong breath, and a hole would blossom in Xavier's neck in an instant. Han didn't remember anyone describing her as trigger happy but she obviously was.

"Han, can you please go take a look at his car and while you're in the garage if you look under the old bench you'll see a switch, turn it on and you'll be able to see surveillance videos of the house. Make sure no one is lurking around the block. If they are give us a yell and I'll give Xavier a scream," Letty carefully spoke each word.

Han did as he was told. He knew when to just shut up and listen to a woman. When he was certain they were clear he went back to the kitchen where neither Letty or Xavier had moved. Dom had sat and was casually sipping his Corona.

"Clear," he announced.

Letty look toward Dom and at his curt nod she reached up and put the gun in a holster under her shirt by her left breast and it disappeared once more. Xavier had been grinning the whole time, impressed with his own people reading skills. He had known there was something more to Letty!

"Take a seat," she offered now. When he sat she rose and opened a Corona and put it on the table in front of him.

"Thank you."

"What's your business here," Dom asked.

"You're planning something. Han never shows up for nothing and I've known since you arrived that something was buzzing. More gangs are moving in and I think we all know it's because a big shipment is coming through my town very soon."

Han barely glanced at Dom, but the small look was enough for Dom. He sipped his beer slowly, examining the other man again. The tables had turned. Dom was the king in his own home, wherever it happened to be, and Xavier was aware of it.

"Why should I trust you," Dom wondered, the look on his face telling the other man that he would rather trust a rabid animal not to bite him.

"Because," Xavier leaned forward, "you'll be walking targets without the money I have to make us invisible. Because no one gets away with any shit in my town. And because I'm good."

Letty spun one lonely bullet on the table with her finger and glanced up through her fringe at Dom, one eyebrow raised. Dom leaned forward to meet Xavier's gaze, "people generally think they can beat me, or at least kill me. You hurt me or one of mine and I will make you hurt. I'll see you in hell for it."

Xavier didn't look at Letty but he understood the message and once more Dom knew he understood. He nodded and rose, "I'll see myself out then."

"Tomorrow 100 kilos west toward the dunes, five o'clock," Dom told him as the man walked through the door.

XOXO

As Dom watched Letty remove the various pieces of her weapons arsenal, strategically placed all over her body, he had the same thought as Han. Trigger happy Letty was a different woman then she had once been. It had taken their second job together in Mexico four months prior for her to turn into a walking weapon. They had ended up on the bad end of a gun and Dom would always have a scar on his right shoulder to prove it. Not two days after they had left that sordid situation Letty had begun to practice with a 9mm. It was almost scary how good she was with the weapon.

"I don't trust him," Letty voice was muffled as she pulled her shirt over her head.

"He knows too much," Dom agreed.

"It's not that," she paused in thought as she pulled her mini skirt down. Dom watched her unstrap a thigh holster holding a knife and pushed down uncomfortably on his erection, "I would expect him to know that something is going on. I wouldn't expect him to lay it all on the line with us. Why wouldn't he just do it on his own? Or with a group he all ready knows?"

"Come here," his baritone voice was a caress on the humid breeze passing through their window. She walked to him in her underwear, grabbed his hands, and pulled him until he was in a standing position with her.

"Seeing that knife always gets you going," she teased.

"Yeah," he grinned down at her as he caressed her butt, "anytime I see those thighs it gets me going."

"Let me help you get going," she suggested. Her fingers quickly unbuckled his pants and slid the zipper down. In moments he was hot and hard in her hand, she moved her hand up and down his length before teasing his head with her thumb. Dom cupped her face as he kissed her, his tongue sinking into her warm mouth as she played with him.

Letty was drunk on the eroticism of the moment so she was surprised when Dom suddenly spun her around and made her lean over with her hands down on the bed. She looked over her shoulder and lost her breath when she saw the way he was staring at her ass.

One big hand went down her back and then cupped one warm cheek before he ripped her panties off. She stared down at the bed as she felt his fingers skim her crack all the way down until he could open her for his inspection. One finger rubbed her and she jumped up. She felt a quick slap on her butt, "don't move."

The finger returned, still just playing with her. He wouldn't penetrate her with it but he continually rubbed with the calloused finger. She felt her body moisten further until she was embarrassed by the wetness she could feel on her own thighs.

"Your pussy is beautiful baby," he murmured right before she felt his mouth suck her clit into his mouth. A straight beam of pleasure flew up her body and she arched her back in pure surrender, offering him everything he wanted.

He wouldn't stop even as she began to quiver. She knew it was close, she knew that at any moment the world was going to shatter and she wanted it so badly she could barely stand. His strong arms hooked behind her knees and she collapsed back. He controlled her fall until she was on her back on the floor. He took his time then, leisurely licking at her and then probing deep.

"I'm coming…right now," she breathlessly told him as she jerked her hips in time with his mouth. He looked up at her face as he took her over the edge and felt the first spurt of pre-cum come out of his jerking cock. She was cupping her breasts, teasing her nipples as he licked her, and her eye were wide open watching him.

He didn't let her finish riding the wave before he settled over her. He tried to open her again with his fingers but she was too slippery and he was too impatient. She whimpered as she arched her hips up, begging him without words for what she needed.

"Fuck it," he spoke out loud before ramming into her. She groaned as she accepted inch after inch of him. She opened her legs wider as he slid in and finally he was to the hilt. Dom put his hands on both thighs and looked down for one long moment. He had never in his life seen anything as erotic as the two of them together. Letty was open to him, had allowed his full penetration, their pubic hairs were mixed together. He realized at that moment that they would never be more connected then they were at that moment.

"Papi," her voice was shaky as she put both hands on his face and forced him to look at her. Slowly she moved her hips down and he felt himself move out of her a couple of inches before she moved them back up. He followed her slow rhythm, watching her face as he felt her inner wall shutter around him. After a few moments she released his face and murmured, "now look."

He watched himself slide in and out of her as he felt the sensations attached to the movement. He noticed how slick with her juice he was and how big he looked as her body swallowed him hungrily. Dom was arrogant for good reason 99% of the time; in the bedroom was no different. He had exceptional equipment and knew how to use it.

"Harder," Letty's voice brought him out of his trance. He looked up at her face and bent down to nip her lip.

"What'd you say," he asked, thrusting deeply once more.

"Harder," she begged as he slowed his pace.

He went deep, pushing her thighs open more, "what?"

"Harder!"

"I didn't catch that," he pulled out until he barely had his tip in.

"Please," she scratched as his arms, tried to move her hips to control the pace, "harder!"

"Say my name," he whispered, suddenly his mouth was right beside her ear. He bit gently and slowly slid back into her warmth, "call out to me, Letty. Scream my name baby and I'll make you come so hard you won't be able to walk straight for a month."

"Dom," she called out, past all pretense, she just needed to come.

He went a little faster, grinding into her at full hilt again, "I can't hear you."

"Dom," she called louder as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Scream for me baby. Tell me who you're with. Tell me no one else can give this to you the way you need it. Tell me this pussy doesn't get wet for anyone else. Tell me!"

"Dom, Dom, Dom, Dom," his name was a litany then, quick repetition as he moved faster and faster.

He pushed her hand down to feel his erection as he slid in and out of her, "no one else gets me this hard. No other woman has ever made me lose control. Say my name!"

"Dom," she screamed out as she came. His cock felt impossibly larger, pushing her walls open wider, and his name turned into a sigh, and the sigh turned into soft words, "I love you."

He buried his face in her throat, crushing her breasts to his chest as his furious thrusts turned slow. He emptied himself into her over and over. He breathed in her scent, licked at the sweat on her neck and whispered back, "I love you too."

XOXO

Dom stood with Han beside Han's car waiting for Letty to return to the hacienda. She had left early in the morning and told him that she would be back in time for them to go meet Xavier. Now he stood with a scowl, his aviators covering the irritation in his eyes, and his hands in the pockets of his black jeans.

"Where she at," Han asked as he slid a piece of Juicy Fruit in his mouth.

Dom looked around, uncomfortable not knowing that information. Finally he glanced at Han, "when did you start chewing gum?"

Han shrugged, "quit stogies."

"Good for you," Dom commented as Letty finally sped up the alley way. She got out of the car and glanced at the two men with a grin, "ready to make some plans to make some money?"

"Where you been," Dom asked.

Letty pushed down her sun glasses to give Dom one pointed look before pushing them back up, "I'm ready whenever you two are."

"I'm driving this car, you take the Mazda," he told her gruffly.

"Fine," she caught the keys he threw her way. As she walked by Han he asked, "what crawled up his butt?"

"Don't know," she replied glancing at his scowl and shrugged, "but the drive out will balance him out."

They made their way out of the city in a straight line and as they got into the desert they turned their walkie-talkies on. Letty expected Dom to test her and Han to make sure everything was up and running. She didn't expect an immediate beep followed by Dom's angry voice, "what the fuck is this Letty?"

"Do you know I'm actually not in the car with you? How the fuck do you expect me to see what you see fearless leader," she snapped back at him.

"Levonorgestrel? Plan B? What the fuck is Plan B?"

Letty cursed and threw her walkie-talkie into the passenger seat. Why the fuck did he have to go through her glove compartment? That car was more hers then his! And now he was mad and would inevitably fuck up everything today!

"Letty, don't ignore me! What the fuck is going on?"

She snatched the walkie-talkie and growled, "can we talk about this later? Like maybe when we're alone? Or maybe when we're not en route to a business meeting? Or anytime when I don't have to wear a gun?"

There was silence for a few long moments before she heard Han's voice, "I'm going to take a drive about 10 kilos to the west. Meet me there when you're ready."

Letty watched the red car drive out of sequence and immediately Dom's car pulled over. She was tempted to keep driving but knew that he would be furious it she did. She pulled beside him and wasn't surprised when he yanked her door open.

"Are you pregnant," he asked.

"No, which is why I got the medicine. It's new, you're supposed to take it within 72 hours of an unsafe sexual encounter."

"For what," he asked.

"To prevent pregnancy you big fucking gorilla! Are you going to let me stand up?"

He squatted down so they were eye to eye, "what's going on?"

Letty sighed and glanced toward the sky, begging for a little omnipotent assistance. She looked at him, "you didn't use a condom last night. It was the first time we've slipped up in a long time. I can't get pregnant right now Dom. I can't go through it again with a gun under my arm and a knife on my thigh."

Dom sighed and took her hand, "don't keep me out of the loop Letty. I support every decision you make. I'm your man, and you're my woman. I need to know when something is bothering you to make it right."

"It's not that I don't want your baby. I just promised myself that the next time I got pregnant I would be as calm and safe as possible. That's what we're working for, Dom. We're working for that future."

"Okay," he nodded after a long pause and then kissed her until she couldn't breathe. They looked each other in the eye and understood one another perfectly.

"Now can we go make some money," she wondered.

He stood and nodded, "after all this shit let's find a beach."

Letty grinned up at him, "with golden sand and plenty of private areas."

"Yeah, I think we need a vacation," he waited until she was standing beside him to pull her close into his body. He slid his hand up her back, felt the strap of the shoulder holster that held her gun to the left side of her rib cage. He knew in that moment that he loved her. Even if it all went to hell, for this moment he knew with absolute certainty that he would never love another woman as much as he loved her.

He couldn't find the words to tell her what she did to his heart. So he just looked down at her and murmured, "marry me."

Her smile fell. Letty looked him in the eyes for a long moment, "what?"

"Babies are in the future, if we ever get our shit together. But you and me, we're both here now. Marry me."

For a long moment she had no thoughts because she was entirely focused on the fact that her heart was about to burst. Finally she sucked in a breath and Letty nodded, she held him tightly and laughed as he lifted her from the ground and swung her around, "yes! Si, Papi, me casare contigo. Yes, I'll marry you!"