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Love's labour

Chris' POV

See this is what happens; I fall hard on my ass for someone and just as we get back to that seemingly comfortable place I open my mouth and push buttons I know I shouldn't. I've never been on for sharing emotions and being the needy type of woman, that's how I grew up; to be strong and ruthless to be successful in both my personal and professional life. So here I am, pining for some very intimate action with Dom and I just had to open my sarcastic mouth. "Maybe I didn't want to." What the hell is wrong with me? Of course I wanted to introduce my fists to Boxer's face but seeing Dom mad as hell and ready to pounce on him made my knees weak and my stomach flutter with butterflies; there's something very sexy about a man willing to fight for you; within limits of course.

So here I am alone in the shower trying to figure out how I'm going to get Dom talking to me again after our arrival back home. The team are downstairs watching a film, Brian and Mia went home, Mia was about ready to jump him before leaving Race Wars. At least one of us is getting' some. I'm ecstatic Dom won; he deserves a congratulation of some sort. I remember the final race and the adrenaline rush accompanying it, the low growl Dom released when he won and the fact that at that very moment crossing the finish line felt better than sex.

Finished with my shower I dry my hair and slip on some jeans and a wife beater – the usual. Walking down the stairs my heart races with thoughts of what's been on my mind since I left; how good it would feel to have Dom with me, against me; in me once again. Entering, I avoid Dom's glare, I know he's glaring at me, I can feel his eyes burning my skin and the intensity sends another flare of heat through my body culminating between my legs. Game time!

"V, move your leg." Chris kicked his leg playfully and sat next to him on the floor. Offering her popcorn he draped an arm over her shoulder and gave her a reassuring hug that Dom was indeed just as frustrated as she was and he wouldn't be able to go long without talking to her. "Eat slower." Chris' smack against the back of Vince's head made him spit out popcorn; Vince in turn retaliating by taking a handful of popcorn and making an attempt at stuffing it into Chris' mouth.

"Now it's war!" Chris laughed blowing away bits of popcorn from her mouth and slung an arm around his neck pulling him into a headlock. Vince lowered his full weight onto Chris biting and tickling her simultaneously, Chris laughing uncontrollably when Leon and Letty decided to join the fight.

"Take that coyote!" Letty yelled as she threw popcorn in Vince's direction before he was struck by something larger than popcorn only to notice the cushion on the floor next to him and Dom gnashing his teeth in fury.

"What was that?" Vince glowered at Dom shifting uncomfortably in the chair.

"Don't do that." Dom's guttural voice demanded with a lack of emotion on his face.

"What? We were havin' fun." Vince said, he was tired of Dom's dismal attitude.

"Just don't do it." Dom was referring to him touching Chris. The touches were discreet; touches only Dom saw as inappropriate, touches only he wanted to give her. The team silenced trying to figure out what Vince had done; they all knew the night would be tense and stayed silent until Chris began sniggering non stop provoking Dom to stalk upstairs in pure aggravation of the situation between himself and Chris.

"Chris, why you gotta do that? You know he's pissed." Leon tried to stick up for Dom. After all, it was Chris who deliberately allowed Boxer to touch her; she knew how to push Dom's buttons and she loved doing it.

Chris raised herself and dusted the popcorn off of her jeans as she slowly stalked upstairs trying not to alert Dom of her presence. She went into his room and saw him lying on the bed with his hands behind his head, staring aimlessly at the ceiling avoiding looking at her as she walked to the other side and copied his position on the bed. They lay silent for a few minutes, until Chris spoke.

"You gonna ignore me forever?" Chris asked staring at the ceiling. He didn't flinch; he stayed silent. "What exactly are you angry about? Me leaving?" Pause. "…or me coming back?" Pause. "…or the fact that I let Boxer touch me?" Chris asked hoping her bluntness would make him talk only to be disappointed at Dom saying nothing. Chris sighed thinking of a way to make him talk. "I liked him touching me." If you want me to push buttons I fuckin' will.

"What!?" Dom's head snapped to face her and he saw a huge grin form; realising she was joking he glared at her. This isn't a game anymore Chris, be careful baby.

"You can talk." Chris said with a grin and smile pleased that she pushed the right buttons and made herself comfortable.

"Not funny." Dom said as he returned his stare to the ceiling.

"Come on, Dom." Her tone was unconsciously pleading and Chris reigned herself in; pleading meant weakness. "You gotta talk to me, besides I live here and I won't be leavin' anytime soon." Chris tried to address what the issues were.

"You didn't have a hard time doin' that months ago." Dom said as a matter of fact; his face expressionless, his tone low and accusing.

"I left cos you were an ass." Chris didn't like the accusing tone and snapped back at Dom; her insult not quite as curt and impacting as they usually were; must've been the overwhelming emotion not enabling her to think straight. Dom grunted; that was no excuse for leaving for months on end. "I know you think my parents can brainwash me and make me love the money and their ideal guy for me but if you believe that, you don't know me Dominic." Dominic – she called him Dominic; Dom couldn't get to grips with the idea of him hating her calling him by his full name because it usually meant she was angry with him, yet still loving the sound of it from her mouth, her sultry seductive low tone. Looking for any signs of emotion or understanding Chris continued. "I wanted to move into your room but no, Dominic Toretto had to make a big deal out of it." Her tone was filled with sarcasm at his huge ego.

Dom said nothing he simply listened and watched the ceiling. He didn't really care about why she left, he was happy to have her back. The only thing he needed to know was if she was going to stay. You won't be leaving again, you're mine.

Chris rolled her eyes at him hating the fact he was ignoring her. Fine, let's play. She removed her hands from the back of her head, rolled over straddling him and felt him twitch beneath her. He cursed himself for showing his arousal when he was trying to show anger. Well at least someone's responding to me. Still no eye contact, if he wasn't going to talk, she'd talk for both of them. "I went to Miami to sort out my life, sell my house and I lived with my other friends." Dom looked at her with a slight surprise. Finally, eye contact. "Yeah, the world does not revolve around Dominic Toretto, and Rome…he's a friend and you can be as pissed at me living with him cos frankly I don't care." He huffed and tried to buck her off of him. "I came back for one reason…" she paused and searched for the words; Dom's brow furrowed in anticipation of her answer; his eyes challenging her to answer. "I came back because you're too stubborn of an ass to let go of." She looked at him and placed her hands on his stomach in conclusion to the end of her case, exasperated from her fast poignant talking.

"I love you." Dom finally said before his mind caught up with his mouth; propping himself up on his hands he hugged her to him and buried his face in the crook of her neck. I ain't playin' anymore, say it. Pulling back to look at her Chris smiled and stroked her hand over his shaven head to the back of his neck pulling him closer intent on kissing him after months of want. He held back, fighting her pull, he wanted her to say it. Chris retracted her hands from his neck and held his face for more control. Say it!

Chris hated being put on the spot and felt awkward; never before has she felt so scared to admit her feelings. She huffed in frustration and gazed at him biting her lip knowing she wanted to say it and cursed herself for being so scared. "I love you." Chris' soft low words were barely cold when Dom grabbed hold of her neck and pulled her to him, kissing her passionately as he used his other hand to pull her hips closer to him.

"Chris…" I need you now baby. Chris bucked into him at the sound of her name and he grunted as the throbbing of his erection became painful. Chris looked at him with animalistic intent and left teasing kisses from his mouth to his jaw and finally reached his collar bone. Fuck! Dom removed her wife beater and buried his head between her breasts, nipping at the sensitive skin. Yeah, definitely mine.

"This is what I've been wanting." Chris panted clutching Dom to her provoking Dom to bite down on her collar bone, his lips travelling to meet hers. As soon as they became lost in kissing each other again they were returned back to earth with a thump. At the sound of a high pitched shriek followed by panicked screams they bolted downstairs, half dressed. They dashed into the living room to see Lana grappling the couch with pain flushing her cheeks.

"She's havin' the baby!" Letty yelled running upstairs to get Lana's suitcase.

"Dom! What the fuck do we do?" Vince bellowed vigorously ruffling his hair out of pure panic, bordering on pulling his hair from his head.

"How the fuck do I know Vince!?" Dom roared and furrowed his brow in confusion; they'd never thought about what happens after the nine months.

"Calm down." Chris said as she tried to shush the guys. They weren't making this easy. "V!" she yelled to get his attention. "Get your car."

"Am I drivin'?" Vince asked surprised that he didn't want to drive.

"I'm drivin'. You're way too loopy to drive." Chris said jokingly.

"Hello! In labour here Chris, mind saving the jokes for later!" Lana yelled in pain.

"Dominic." Chris snapped her fingers to bring him to reality. "Get my shirt." She suddenly remembered it had been removed and no matter what the emergency was she wasn't going to go in her bra. Dom retrieved any shirt he could from the floor and stalked downstairs aiding in ushering Lana to the Maxima.

"She's getting' my seats wet." Vince moaned holding onto Lana.

"If you so much as say another word Vincent I swear to god!" Lana grabbed him by his vest and gritted her teeth. Vince immediately retracted his statement and jumped in the car. Arriving at the hospital Letty ran to get help and returned with two nurses following her, by the time Chris and Dom had helped Lana out of the Maxima. Dom didn't know what to do either he simply followed Chris; Vince had frozen in fear.

"We'll take it from here." Carla, the first nurse said as she helped Lana into the wheelchair. "How far apart are the contractions?" She asked looking at Lana.

"I don't know." Lana squirmed grabbing her stomach.

"Eight minutes." Chris said; she knew she had to time them. Every scream and clutch from Lana digging into her thigh were at least eight minutes apart. Carla wheeled Lana into the hospital and the other nurse stayed behind.

"Who's the father?" The second nurse asked as she surveyed the gathering of the three panic stricken men. Leon and Dom unconsciously lowered their heads and found the floor more interesting. Vince stared at the nurse before Chris slapped him on the back of his head jolting him back to reality.

"Vince." Chris said. "He is." Chris pushed him forward and the nurse smiled; it wasn't the first time she had seen soon to be father's overwhelmed by their impending fatherhood.

"Breathe!" Vince yelled and mimicked lamas breathing. Lana screamed in pain until her voice disappeared.

"Shut up Vince!" Lana yelled and smacked him away from her. He stood back not knowing what to do amusing the observing nurses. The nurse looked at Lana and prepared a syringe tapping it to make sure no air bubbles were present.

"Is this a natural birth, no pain medication?" The other nurse quizzed looking at both Lana and Vince.

"No!" Lana yelled again gesturing for Vince to hold her hand. "I'm in pain!" She started crying and Vince held her hand kissing her forehead. He was slightly confused at Lana wanting him one minute and not the next but he just went with it. "Please Vince, help me." Lana pleaded clutching at his shirt. He felt helpless and stared at the nurse with the syringe.

"Alright, Miss Roberts, I'm going to administer the epidural, Dr Harping will be with you shortly." The nurse injected the syringes contents into the IV and made Lana comfortable, telling Vince to rub the small of her back.

"Get Chris." Lana whispered to Vince but was overheard by the attending nurse.

"I'll go get your friends." The nurse said before exiting the room. A few seconds later Chris and Dom entered and surveyed the scene; Vince looked like a lost boy and Lana looked exhausted.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Chris asked walking to Lana and holding her hand. "False alarm?"

"False alarm my ass…" Lana snapped to the surprise of the room before softening. "I need you to call my mom and dad." Lana whispered as the euphoria of the epidural took over. Chris nodded and walked towards the door waiting for Dom as he took a second to give Vince a reassuring pat on the back and a good luck smile. After Chris and Dom left Dr Harping entered with a gleeful smile, which irritated Lana.

"Good morning. You ready to be parents?" The doctor scrubbed her hands and put on gloves. She looked at Lana's stats and stood over her rubbing her belly putting pressure on certain areas to determine the baby's position.

"Am I ready?" Lana rushed before breathing deeply to lessen the pain of a contraction. These drugs aren't workin'.

"Contractions are close together and you're fully dilated." Dr Harping said and pressed the nurse's call button. Two nurses entered the room and ushered Vince out. Lana panicked for a moment before he was ushered back in wearing sterile clothing and she took a second to laugh. Vince scowled before joining her laughing. "Okay Lana, this is very important so listen carefully." The doctor sat on a stool in front of Lana while the two nurses propped her legs up onto the stirrups. "I need you to breathe deep and push for 10 seconds. Only push when you have a contraction not before otherwise you'll hurt the baby." Lana nodded frantically and gripped Vince's hand.

"We're gonna have a baby." Vince said trying to convince himself whilst reassuring Lana. "Ten seconds baby; just like a race. You can do it."

"Oh my god!" Lana screamed and tightened her grip on Vince's hand and the bed railing at the contraction.

"Push Lana push." Doctor harping said calmly. "10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 and rest." Lana pushed and began turning blue from the pain and lack of air.

"I can't do this." Lana slammed back her head into the pillow and gasped for breath.

"Yeah you can." Vince kissed her on her sweaty forehead and caressed her arm for comfort; he felt strong and knew he needed to be strong for Lana.

"One more push Lana and you'll have a beautiful baby." Just as Dr Harping finished her encouragement Lana's womb contracted and she screamed out in pain. "That's it. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…" Lana gasped for air and her eyes widened at the sound of a baby's crying. The sound pulled at her heart and as Dr Harping held the baby up for them to see both Lana and Vince filled with tears. Vince tried to hide it, quickly wiping the tears away with his sleeve.

The team anxiously sat in the waiting room. Letty and Leon went to the cafeteria to get everyone something to drink. Mia and Brian arrived shortly after Dom called them whilst Chris was busy calling Lana's parents. Lana's parents rushed towards Chris followed by Nick.

"Where is she? Is she okay?" Liana enquired surveying the surrounding people.

"She's in the delivery room. We haven't been able to hear anything else. Vince is in there with her." Liana sneered at Chris mentioning Vince. She had never met Vince and only knew what Lana told her and the fact that Lana's father had seen part of the conception of the child. Lana's parents sat down and looked at the delivery room waiting for news.

"So you're back with him?" Nick's voice came from behind Chris and she breathed deep rolling her eyes at the annoyance filling the pit of her stomach.

"What are you doing here? I'm sure you don't care 'bout any of this." Chris retorted crossing her arms not looking at him. "Yes, I am back with him."

"Well, tell me when it ends." Nick ran the back of his hand over her lower back as he whispered the words into her ear, which made Chris tense up and walk away to Dom. Dom welcomed her hugging her to him before sitting down and lowering her to his lap.

"You look good in my clothes." Dom tugged at the shirt he had given her; Chris chuckling at the enormity of it on her body. "We need to finish what we started." Dom whispered into her ear snaking his arms around her waist.

"We will." Was Chris' simple answer before she jumped up seeing Vince exit the delivery room. "V, you okay?"

"It's a girl!" Vince yelled making the team cheer and applaud joined by strangers from the maternity ward floor. The team congratulated Vince and hugged him. Dom was last and noted Vince's pride; he had his head held high and radiated happiness. Lana's parents made their way over and stared at Vince.

"I'm Liana, Lana's mom." Vince smiled and felt awkward before hugging her to him; she hesitated but eventually hugged him. "Let's go see my granddaughter." Liana stated plainly, one thing a grandmother couldn't resist was seeing her grandchildren. The team entered the room and saw Lana holding the baby girl wrapped in a pink blanket cooing. "She's beautiful." Liana said stroking the baby's head. The team were silently in awe of the baby.

"She got your hair coyote." Letty chuckled and slapped Vince on the back. Vince sat next to Lana and gazed at his daughter. He still couldn't believe he was an old man to a beautiful bundle of flesh.

"You wanna hold her?" Lana addressed her mom. Her mom nodded and took the baby, the silence broken by an outcry from the baby. Lana fell asleep as soon as the baby left her arms; the whole team were exhausted; not having slept since their rude awakening on Sunday morning. The baby continued crying overwrought at the lack of being close to Lana.

"You hold her." Liana handed the screaming baby to Chris; Lana and Nick always had nannies, Liana wasn't used to babies as she generally lacked the mothering instinct.

"Shh…" She gently wrapped her arms around her, cradling her, holding her head and softly rocking her. Dom got a closer look at the baby and smiled in excitement, he'd never been so close to appreciate a baby. The baby quietened and eventually fell asleep. The team gently placed kisses on her head as they left, Chris still holding her.

"Congratulations." Lana's father extended his hand to Vince and for the first time spoke to him since his untimely exit from the house. The Roberts men left with Liana after she kissed both Lana and the baby. Chris walked to Vince and handed him the baby.

"I dunno how to hold her." Vince protested pushing her back into Chris' arms.

"It's easy, look." She held the baby in one arm and used her other to shape Vince's arms in the form of a cradle. "You gotta support her head." Chris said before placing Vince's hand underneath the soft flesh of the baby's head. He held the baby to his chest and smiled thanking Chris. "You're a natural." Chris smiled and kissed him before turning to leave.

"We'll come see ya later." Dom said walking to Vince. "Well done brotha." Dom grinned and shook his head in disbelief at how easily Vince seemed to take to having the baby.

"Alright brotha." Vince retuned his attention back to his daughter cooing and blabbing baby talk, which surprised both Dom and Chris as they exited.

"How'd you do that?" Dom asked taking hold of Chris around the waist kissing the nape of her neck.

"What?"

"Know all that stuff 'bout the baby and make her shut up." Dom snaked his arm around her shoulders and continued walking.

"I had a lot of cousins to take care of; it's easy, you just need to give them a bit of lovin'." Chris smirked.

"Bout that, don't you owe me some lovin'?" Dom cheekily grinned and suggestively raised his eyebrows.

"Hell no. Right now I'm goin' to bed." Chris chuckled and entered the elevator.

"That's where it normally happens…besides how are we gonna practice makin' babies?" Dom stood behind Chris and sounded matter of a fact, not perturbed by his own comment.

"You have got to be kiddin' me." Chris raised an inquisitive eyebrow and was taken aback by where exactly this was going.

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