"When I left the DSS office yesterday, I thought that I could handle it on my own. I didn't say anything because I didn't want to add onto the stress we have going on now with the case and the twins. I overestimated your reaction and what you would do."

"What about the hospital?" She asked him.

"I was hurt from you leaving. I thought we were done for good and didn't know if you'd ever come back. It was meaningless and Elena was just someone who was there. If I could rewind time and take it back I would. Please know that I never wanted to hurt you."

"Why didn't you tell me? Like after I came back or before we left to go on our around the world honeymoon."

"I thought it didn't matter the. You remembered who you were and I almost died. We had a clean slate to start over and be happy again." He holds her hands in his and kisses her knuckles.

"Dom I have always thought the best in you every time you screwed up, I was mad but I always defended you because you had valid reasons for doing them. I know you've been through a lot of shit and so have I but we grew up and figured out that we can't be the same people anymore. But you haven't changed. You lie and do the outlandish things without thinking about what it will do to other people. I run back to you because you're the one man that I ever really loved. But love shouldn't be putting up with all the crap time and time again and just put in under the rug like nothing happened."

"Letty, I made a mistake and I'm sorry for it. I made a stupid decision without thinking about the worst thing to happen."

"There's always different choice t make. You choose the wrong thing because it's easy to you instead of doing the right thing."

"I'll do better. I'll change for me and for you."

"Dom I can do this anymore. Not when there are three kids depending on us."

"What are you saying? You want a divorce?"

"I think we need to separate. After the trial is over and the evidence is handed over, we should take a break."

"Are you serious?"

"We can stay in the house for Camilla's sake until we are clear with the courts then we can figure out a living arrangement. For now, you can stay in one of the guestrooms."

"So you want to play house and put up a front?"

"I'm giving us our best chance at getting our daughter back. The aren't going to give custody to parents who don't have their house in order."

"Letty, we don't have to jump into anything quick and rash." He's in shocked by what she's saying. He didn't expect her to react this way. He thought she would lecture him, give the cold shoulder, and she would forgive him after he begged forgiveness. But this time was different. He couldn't fix it with words and gifts this time.

"Dom, I've already decided. I've prayed over this and I have to do what's right for me and our kids. I love you but there's only so much a person can take." She gets up from her chair and walk upstairs, keeping herself from bursting into tears. Dom watched her go up the stairs and his heart sunk to his stomach. He hears the door slam and the sound of Letty's tears. He feels awful for putting her through so much that she didn't deserve. He gets up and runs his hands over his face, trying to breath and not break down. He makes his way to the guest room and walks by the portrait wall they put together in the hallway. He looks at all the pictures the two of them, the family, Camilla. He puts his fingers on a photo of him, Letty, and Camila at the barbeque in New York. He shed a tear looking at Letty's smile as she hugged their daughter. He realizes that he screwed up and that Letty needs her space now to calm down and let this blow over. He didn't wants to put her or the babies health at risk this far into the pregnancy. He opens the door and walks into the guestroom. He opens one of the drawers and pulls out a pair of pajamas. He changes out of his clothes and puts on the navy shirt and matching bottoms. He gets into bed when his phone rings. He picks it up and sees that Camila's calling. He doesn't know if he should answer but hearing her voice will lighten his spirits.

"Hey sweetie." He lighten his voice.

"Hey dad. Just wanted to call and let you know I was okay. Mom called me yesterday and I tried calling back but I keep missing her."

"Yeah, your mom has just been busy. The twins are wearing her out and she's trying to get ready for the baby."

"It's okay I just wanted to hear from you guys. I miss you guys."

"We miss you too. How was the pier?"

"It was so much fun. It felt like a mini Coney Island. I won a stuffed panda playing basketball and got the most beautiful necklace for mom."

"That's great. I'm glad you had fun."

"I wish you and mom were here."

"How about I take you and mom there before school starts."

"That sounds nice. Am I allowed to ask how the case is going?"

"No but it's going to be okay. We're gonna be fine."

"Okay. When can I see you guys?"

"Our supervised visit is in two weeks. Court orders."

"Yes Sir. I'll call you guys tomorrow."

"Alright honey. Love you."

"Love you too dad."

He hangs up the phone and sets it down on the nightstand. He turns the light off and cuddle withe the pillow to comfort himself. He didn't know what he could do to fix this but he had to make it right.

The Next Day

Dom wakes up to the sound of lawnmowers running outside through the neighborhood. He sits up in bed and looks over at the clock to see that it's a quarter after nine. He gets out of bed and goes to the bathroom and brushes his teeth. He rinses his mouth and washes his face to wake himself up. He sets out of the room and hears someone in the kitchen. He assumes it's Letty making breakfast and hoped that they could talk this morning. He walks to the kitchen and sees a tall long hair brunette and flipping pancakes.

"Morning sunshine."

"Mia, what are you doing here?"

"You forgot you gave me a key." She says raising her key in her hand.

"I wasn't expecting you. Has Letty come down?"

"She left an hour ago for prenatal yoga."

"Did she tell you what happen?"

"Yeah she did." She slaps him in the back of the head. "Estas loco? Que diablos estabas pensanda? Ya no tienes veinticinco. Tienes una familia en la que pensar ahora. Are you crazy? What the hell is wrong with you? You're not twenty two anymore. You have a family to think about now.

"Okay. I can translate Spanish."

"What are you gonna do Dom? You fucked up this time."

"I know that. She wants her space and want to give her that. She said she's at her limit and I don't know what else to do."

"Letty is just as stubborn as you. You have to put in the work and mend your relationship. That is going to be quick and easy."

"What should I do?"

"I don' know, I'm not a marriage counselor. You have to prove that you're a better man than you were before."

"You're right but I just don't know where to start."

"Maybe you should just-"The doorbell rings in the middle of their conversation. "I'll get it, you eat." Mia goes to open it while Dom takes a bite of his breakfast. "Uh Dom, can you come over here?" He gets up from the table and walks to the front door only to slow down when he sees who's there.

"Hello Dom."

"Elena, what the hell are you doing here?" He says stepping in front of Mia.

"Can I come in and talk?" She asks him.

"That's not the best idea." Mia says from behind.

"Dom please let me explain myself."

"What can you say that will make me want to even speak to you?"

"Because I can help you bring down Solano and his cartel before they kill you."

Authors Note: To the people in the comments, this is a fanfic and not an actual script. If you don't like it than you can read something else. Leaving disgusting and rude comments telling me to stop writing isn't enough to put down somebody.