Letty's POV:

I opened my eyes and felt a hand brush across my cheek.

" Good morning." Dom's low rumble both surprised and calmed me at the same moment.

" Hey." I sat up slowly and took in the surroundings. We were in a nice hotel in Tecoluta.

Dom steadied me and seemed to studying me.

" Sorry about earlier, it happens sometimes. The whole morning sickness thing, except mine is morning noon and night."

" Don't worry about it." He still hadn't taken his eyes off me.

" Afraid I'm gonna disappear?" I turned my head questioning his stare.

He kissed me. Now Dom and I have a lot of practice in this area. We were each other's first kiss. I was about twelve, we were hiding behind his father's racecar while playing some stupid game with the neighbor kids, when he leaned over and kissed me. Vince found us and shattered the moment, but I'd never forgotten.  It was three years until I got my next kiss: an awkward public display at Christmas, when we'd gotten caught under the mistletoe. He played it off as a big joke and I'd got my feelings hurt. He didn't see me until the end of the summer, when I had 'grown up.' He asked me out and I let him kiss me at the end of our first date.  By the end of the year we were sneaking off to try other things. 

Most of our kisses are fast and passionate like a barrage of power.  This kiss was different it was slow and sweet, his tongue rolling over my lips begging to be let it. I surrendered completely I couldn't ever really tell him no. He stopped and looked at me again.

" I'm sorry." He whispered against my skin.

" You couldn't have known." I answered.

" You need a shower." He informed me.

I snorted, " So do you."

He stood up and offered me his hand. " Well then let's fix it."

" Now?"  I bit my lip, shyness taking me over for first time since I lost my virginity, ironically enough to the man standing in front of me. 

He kissed my forehead and took my hands in his. " Since when do you hesitate?"

" It's not…." God how do I explain this one. I don't want him to look at me. He isn't gonna like what he sees. I took a deep breath and opened my mouth to explain.

Dom beat any response I'd been trying to come up with by kissing my throat.

I stopped breathing for a moment before trying to calm myself.

" You really need a shower."  He nipped at my ear.

I sighed, "Okay."

He smiled and led me into the bathroom. He reached down to my waist and inched up my shirt.  His fingers brushed over my stomach, over my bra and up my arms as he pulled off my shirt. His eyebrows narrowed as he saw the scar over my heart.

" You got that in the crash." He fingered it gently.

" It doesn't hurt anymore."  I covered his hand with mine.

He kissed my mouth again, his hands sliding off my bra straps and unhooking the clasps. He kissed down my throat and the hollow between my breasts. He knelt in front of my and kissed my stomach.

As if signaling approval the baby shifted and pushed against where Dom was kissing.

Dom looked up at me and I managed a smile.

" Stretching. The baby does it a lot." I took his hand and moved it up a bit and to the right so he could feel the heartbeat. " There's the heartbeat." I explained.

" Let's get you clean, before I get other ideas." He smirked and unfastened my jeans.

" You didn't have them before?" I laughed and held onto his arms while I stepped out of my jeans.

" Who me?" His eyes were as playful as ever.

I tugged up his shirt, and he pulled it off. I ran my hands up that chest that was so familiar to me. I knew every nook and cranny of his body, save the few new scars he'd gotten while we were apart.  I unfastened his jeans and ran my fingers along his bare skin. " Plan on getting lucky?"

" Only if I found you." He kissed my forehead again.

" Lair." I teased.

" It's one less thing to clean." He admitted begrudgingly and pulled off his jeans. He turned on the shower and tested the water.  " Ladies first."

" When did I become a lady?" I laughed but stepped into the spray. The hot water felt heavenly as it rolled over my back I rolled my neck and felt two hands on my shoulders.

" I haven't done this in so long I'm out of practice." He teased as he started kneading my shoulders.

" Not you." I closed my eyes and let the water pour over me as well-known hands traced their way up my neck.

Dom surprised me by turning me around and tangling his fingers in my wet hair. "You are so beautiful. So damn beautiful, I've been dreaming of touching you for months."

I chocked at his words and tears in his eyes. I touched his face, " It's alright. It's over now."

He kissed me again, with passion and force. He was assuring himself I was really in front of him. He kissed my chest and chocked. " I'm so sorry."

" Hey," I tipped up his chin. " It's over and we're together. The Hell with all the rest for the moment."

He washed my hair and massaged my scalp, gentle things that never went on before we lost track of each other. He took a washcloth and scrubbed me right down to my toes and behind my ears. I washed his back and let him shave under my arms.

" Don't cut me." I warned.

He responded by pinning me against the wall of the shower with my arms over my head. " Have I ever cut you?"

" Well there was the one time up at the cove."

" Your keys were in your pockets, that was not my fault." He laughed and ran the razor in each of my armpits. He helped me out of the shower and turned off the water.  He wrapped a towel around me, " Besides I kissed it and made it better."

I kissed him one more time before moving away. " I'm starving. Can we go get some food?" I smiled sweetly as my stomach gurgled loudly.

" Yeah sure."

" Wait where's my car?"

" On the side of the highway where it belongs."

" All my shit was in there."

" Which is why I put it in my car. I also have some of your clothes in the room." He smiled triumphantly.

" Let's see if they fit." I sighed and walked out into the room. The blast of air in the cold room, caused goose bumps to race up my bare arms.  I looked at the boxed that he'd brought in and smiled softly. He'd found the right one. I fished around in the box until I found what I wanted.  " Hey, I want the bathroom it's freezing out here."

Dom opened the door, and the look of the towel hanging slightly off his hips would have been extremely seductive if he hadn't had his toothbrush hanging half out of his mouth. He spit than asked, " Do you want me to turn off the air?"

I shook my head. " No another joy of being pregnant is that my body can never decide whether it's hot or cold." He relinquished the bathroom to me without a word and closed the door behind him.  I pulled on my underclothes and the long dress that Jenny had given me for Christmas.  It was still a little big, but the black and red lace dress looked pretty good on me.

*Begin Flashback*

" Where am I gonna wear something like this?" I questioned her, mindful of my language in front of Morgan.

" Just for fun. It feels nice to dress up when your pregnant, just to see yourself differently."

*End Flashback*

I laughed out loud and ran my fingers through my shoulder length hair. I had cut it again a month before; it had been too much to keep up with.

" If you've developed another personality, I'm outta here." Dom warned.

I opened the door and tried to look offended, " Rosa will be so hurt."

Dom made a face and picked me up and kissed me. When he set me down he rubbed my shoulders. " Do you really want to go out?" He kissed me teasingly.

My stomach growled again. " Your baby is very hungry."

" Okay lets go." He offered his hand to me and even got the door.

I finally had her next to me again. It felt so normal, yet so surreal to be close enough to touch her again. I draped my arm over her shoulder and kept her close to me.  She smiled up at me and let me lead her out of the hotel onto the beach. I'd forgotten this was the door that led out the back. I smiled and leaned down so I could whisper. " Damn dream speech huh?"

" What dream speech?" She rolled her eyes innocently and moved away from me slightly. She caught a hold of my hand and tugged me forward. " Food. I have a one track mind right now."

" You've always had a one track mind." I teased before kissing her. " It just centered on other things before."

" You had better not be picking on me about that." She laughed.

I'd missed the sound of her laugh. " You were worse; dragging me upstairs every chance you got."

" Never heard a complaint out of your mouth." She touched her stomach suddenly.

" Are you okay?" I was instantly concerned, I didn't even know when she was due.

" I'm fine. I'm fine." She waved off my worry. " Your child wants to play soccer." She winced again before complaining. " You want any more you have to carry them."

I rubbed my hand over her stomach. " Does he, she, it always move that much?"

" Only at night and the baby is not an it." She arched her eyebrow at me.

" Whatever you say dear." I teased and received a slap on the chest.

" Quit that." She sighed, and tugged my hand again. " Hungry…hungry." She started doing a slight zombie impression.

" Okay, okay mommie." I reached out for her hand and started looking for a restaurant.

We found a small restaurant that overlooked the ocean. " It's pretty here." She commented looking around at the décor.  She ordered for us since she spoke Spanish a hell of a lot better than I did. She sipped on her juice and smiled.

" How did you end up here? And where's Leon he was suppose to take care of you." I demanded.

" Leon and I split up before the border.  We sold the civic in San Fran after we heard the police announcement that we were headed for border.  We crossed in Mexicali me in the car and him on a bike."

" Where did you get the rides?"

" In San Fran we traded the civic for them and 10g's."

" Not bad, where'd the money go?"

" Half went with me and half went with Leon. Oh wait the car I was driving when you found me was one I bought after the second crash."

" You got in another crash?" I stared at her completely confused. " You're a great driver how the hell did you get into another wreck."

" It was after I crossed the border.  I felt awful so I drove through Mexicali hoping to find a better-looking hospital.  I got sick again and there was blood in it. I flipped out. I pulled my bag out of the trunk and put the money in my jeans.  Good thing to, since I passed out about five miles later and ran myself into a tree.  I woke up in the embassy hospital with no idea how I got there an I.V. in my arm and bandages around my head and chest."

I covered her hand with mine. " I'm so sorry, Letty. Is that when you found out about the baby?"

" Yeah. The doctor came in and told me that was lucky to alive and congratulations I was gonna have a baby." She smiled at the waitress and she set our food in front of us.

" You're starving and you ordered a bowl of soup?"

" No matter how hungry I am, when I get food in front of me I never want to eat." She breathed out and took her first bite.

" Why didn't you go to Baja right after that? We would have found you."

" So you've seen Leon?" She looked hopeful at me.

I shook my head and took a bite of my dinner. " No he wasn't in Baja when got there. I talked to Mia and found out he was in Mexico City."

" When?"

" About a month ago. That why I came out this way, I'd half hoped to find you together."

She dipped a piece of bread in her soup and looked up at me curiously. " Only half hoped?"

I looked away from her and stared at the back of the room.

" Dom, are you alright?" She tapped my arm to get my attention. " Were you afraid you were gonna find us together, together?"

" Something like that." I admitted and reached for her hand. " I treated you so shitty half the time that was afraid you were gonna find something better."

She cocked her head to one side and just looked at me for a long moment before threading her fingers through mine. " Nothing better for me. You've always been the one for me. Ouch." She winced and placed her hands on her stomach.

" Are you okay?" I started to stand but she waved me back down. " Letty, are you okay?"

" Yeah." She hissed before taking a few deep breaths. " This is more pain then I'm used to."

" Are you sure you're okay?" I prodded. She was scaring the shit out of me. I had just found her; I didn't want to lose her all over again. " When are you supposed to have that baby?"

" Mid-May, the 17th I think." She ground her teeth together.

" That's less than two months away." I pointed out. " Could you be having the baby early?"

" Better not be, I don't know if the baby's lungs would be completely developed." She bit her lip. " Oh shit, now you've got me paranoid." She grimaced in pain. " Let's go."

I threw some money down on the table and helped Letty to her feet. She stumbled every few steps and would cry out in pain.  I finally picked her up and carried her to my car and we drove to the hospital in Veracruz.

Jenny's POV

I paced back and forth through my gallery.  I'd already put Morgan down for the night and now I was left alone to wonder about Letty and Dom.    It had been two days since Dom came and left and I hadn't heard a thing. God I hoped they found each other.

The second I had seen Dominic Toretto I had known who he was.  I only tested him because, well I suppose I don't know why I did what I did, but I just had to be sure he was safe.  He was gorgeous, the picture Letty had, hadn't done him justice.  He had to be Italian, it wasn't the name that had given him away, although the name was definitively Italian, it was his face.  That wild look with the bronze skin; he was a marvel.

I missed Letty.  We had gotten to be good friends in the few months that she'd lived with me.  I missed the conversations and company.  I walked into the gallery and flipped up the picture that I'd hidden from Dom.  I ran my finger over the glass and looked at our smiling faces.  The picture was from Christmas: we'd gone out for a Christmas dessert and someone at the restaurant had taken the picture of Morgan, Letty, and me.  I'd hidden it because we were standing up and it showed clearly that Letty was pregnant.  Dom didn't have a clue Letty was going to have his kid and I certainly wasn't gonna be the one to tell him.  Letty had a beautiful smile, and such a sweet personality.  I felt bad for her, I knew she was trying to move on, but she kept looking out the window.  Morgan adored Letty and he missed her terribly. I wished I'd known what had trigged her leaving.

I walked out onto my porch and sat down with my cup of tea and looked at my garden.  That was where I'd had my last conversation with Letty.  I had been planting my new garden and she was sitting in a beach chair keeping me company, when she'd said something about it looking nicer in a few years, than she gotten quiet and disappeared the next morning.

I can remember the first few days she lived with us and when she met Rosemary Martins a midwife friend of mine.

*Begin Flashback

I finished my coffee and smiled at Morgan across the table. " Well should we wake up Aunt Letty?" I asked him.

He nodded enthusiastically and started up the stairs.

" Whoa, whoa!" I caught up to him quickly and touched the door handle. " Don't be too loud. We don't want her to be grouchy." Letty wasn't a morning person and I didn't want to scare her to death.

Morgan crept into the room and walked up to where later Letty was lying. He kissed her cheek and rubbed her shoulder. " Good morning Aunt Letty."

I smiled from where I was standing in the doorway.

Letty started rubbing her eyes and yawning.

" Come on buddy let's leave Letty alone to wake up for a minute."

Morgan nodded and raced out of the room.

I laughed and knelt down next to Letty. " Hey sweetie, we've got an hour and half before Rosemary comes. I thought I'd give you time to wake up."

Letty nodded and rubbed her eyes again.

It took her almost a half hour to come down the stairs and flop down into the chair at the kitchen table. I set her orange juice in front of her and ran my fingers through her wet hair.

" You want me to braid it for you?" I asked her.

She nodded and sipped her orange juice.  This was about as verbal as she got during the course of the morning.

I wove her hair into a loose French braid; it didn't take long since her hair was only to her shoulders.  I patted her on her the shoulder, " You want breakfast?"

She shook her head slowly.

" You should eat something."

" I'll throw it back up." She complained and sipped her drink.

I sighed and sat down next to her.

" Where's Morgan?" She looked around the kitchen.

" Probably watching T.V." I shrugged my shoulders.

She nodded again and stared at her cup. " When's that woman coming?"

" Her name is Rosemary Martins and she's coming in about an hour."

" Don't see why; I'm not due for another four months."

" Which is exactly why you need to see a doctor or midwife.  You haven't had any pre-natal care that can be dangerous for your baby."

" I thought childbirth was a natural process."

" Oh it is, but why take a risk you don't have to take?"

Morgan came into the kitchen, " Morning Aunt Letty."

" Mornin' Hero." Letty smiled.

Morgan turned to me with bright eyes, " Peter wants to know if I can come play."

" Oh I see." I tugged at the collar of his shirt. " I suppose, but come home for dinner okay?"

" K. Love ya momma." He kissed my cheek. " Later Aunt Letty!" He raced out the door with speed a marathon would have envied.

" Where does that energy come from?" Letty questioned.

" Got me." I half laughed and pulled out some bread. " How about we try some toast?"

" No." She groaned and thumped her head down on the table.

" Suit yourself." I stretched and walked towards the art room. I started working on my new painting and within no time Letty was walking in and sitting down in a chair.

It was a fairly quiet hour, but pretty soon the light was flashing in my art room, which meant someone was on my porch.

" That would be Rosemary." I announced and walked towards the hallway.  I looked back when I noticed I wasn't being followed. " Come on she's harmless."

Letty bit her lip, but let me led her into the main living room. I left her on the couch and answered the door that was being pounded on by someone outside.

" You take forever to answer the door. That's very rude." Rosemary chided me in Spanish.

" You're impatient." I snipped back, before warning her. " Letty's a bit jumpy, since she's going through this basically alone. And she doesn't speak Spanish very well so I'll have to translate unless you decide to practice your English."

" My English isn't that good. You'll have to translate." Rosemary started before looking at my scowl. " But I will try to alleviate the Senorita's fears."

" Thank you." I smiled and led her into the living room where I'd left Letty.

Letty stood up very slowly as Rosemary and I entered the room.  Rosemary ignored Letty's outstretched hand measured the sides of Letty's belly and hips with her hands.

" Not narrow, but skinny." Rosemary started in Spanish, than tired in English. "How much heavy before?"

Letty furrowed her eyebrows before asking me, " Is she asking how much I weighed before I got pregnant?"

" Yeah I think she is." I questioned Rosemary in Spanish and got an affirmative answer back. " Yup."

" I don't know." Letty shrugged and squirmed as Rosemary pinched her side. "Quit that." Letty slapped at Rosemary defensively.

" Easy. Easy." I told them both. " Chill out and try to remember. She's only trying to help."  I told Letty, who merely glared at me. " I told you she was nervous take it easy on her." I reiterated to Rosemary, who looked at me like I was simply being annoying.

" I think I was about 120." Letty offered.

Rosemary nodded and pulled a scale out if her bag. She motioned for Letty to step up on the scale.

Letty made another face but complied.

Rosemary looked at the scale and started making negative sounds again.  " No good, too low, only 130."

Rosemary looked at me and started asking questions in Spanish. " Is she a diabetic?"

" No. I'd know that. She isn't." I answered.

" Gestational diabetics in her family?"

I looked at Letty, " Anyone in your family suffer from gestational diabetes?"

" What the hell is that?"

" It's a form of diabetes caused by pregnancy. It can cause a baby's lung to develop more slowly, so it can be a serious problem and it's highly hereditary." I answered Letty.

Letty bit her lip again. " I'm not sure. I wasn't really that close to my extended family and my mom left when I was little."

I explained the situation to Rosemary and she nodded understandingly.

" We need blood sample." Rosemary told Letty.

Letty rolled up her sleeve and offered Rosemary her arm. After we took a blood sample Rosemary got out her stethoscope did some checking on Letty and the baby. Rosemary held the stethoscope on Letty's stomach for a long moment.  Letty started looking nervous at Rosemary's quiet state.

" Rosemary, is something wrong?" I asked her.

" No, no. Just listening. Here," Rosemary put the headphones in Letty's ears and moved Letty's hand over her baby. " There's the heartbeat. Can you hear, feel?"

" Yeah I can." She whispered softly a single tear running down her face before she wiping it quickly away. " God, that's amazing."

Rosemary took back the stethoscope and started writing a note. " Take this to hospital."

" Hospital why?" Letty instantly tensed up completely.

" To see baby." Rosemary grinned and handed me the note. " I come back in week."

We both nodded and showed Rosemary out. I looked at Letty and smiled. " Let's go get your first baby pictures."

End Flashback*

I couldn't help but smile at the memory of that day. Every time Rosemary came to check on Letty it was pure chaos. Those two would spat it out and fight about every little thing.  I hoped wherever she ended up Letty would be well cared for. I just wish I knew.

Dom's POV

I sat next to Letty holding her hand while we were waiting for the doctor to come back.  " Are you okay?" I asked her.

" For the hundredth time yes." She growled and leaned back against the pillows.

" Senorita Rodriguez, how are you feeling?" The Doctor questioned as he looked over her information.

" Much better than before. Do you know what's wrong with me?"

" Nothing, nothing." The Doctor waved his hand dismissively.

" Then why was she in so much pain?" I demanded.

" It's false labor. Just like a preparation for the real thing." He explained and took her pulse.

" Oh joy." Letty rolled her eyes.

" Who is in charge of your pre-natal care?" He tapped his pen against his clipboard.

" Rosemary Martins she's a midwife who works out of Tecolutla." Letty answered.

" She's very good, but rather expensive. Usually only movie stars and politicians employ her." The Doctor narrowed his eyebrows looking at us.

" My friend contacted her for me, I just see her when she visits." Letty informed him.

" Who's your friend?"

" Shayne O'Connor."

" The artist in Tecolutla. I've heard of her. In fact she was here yesterday looking for someone. Maybe it was you."

" Anything's possible." Letty folded her arms over her chest. " Will you let me leave now?"

" Of course. Just make sure you talk to Rosemary when you see her next and give her these test results."

" Yeah I will." Letty nodded and took the papers.

The Doctor left us alone to get ready to leave.

" A midwife?" I questioned.

" What's wrong with that?" She demanded.

" Nothing I just figured you'd want all the drugs you could get." I helped her get dressed.

" I didn't want to take the chance I'd get hurt at one of these hospitals." She explained pointing to the man bleeding in the corner.

I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and led her out of the hospital. She leaned against me and sheltered her face in my chest.

" I want to go see Jenny. She's a friend…"

" I know I met her a couple days ago.  I love those pictures." I kissed the top of her head.

" You saw them?"

" Yeah."

" My plan worked." She gave me a secretive little smile.

" I'm glad." I told her as I helped her into the car.

Leon's POV

I was two days out of Mexico City in a little beach town in Veracruz.  I'd gotten a hold of Mia last week and she told me the Letty was in Tecolutla.  I'd been flashing her picture all around town and hadn't found so much as one English speaker, but than I saw this blond haired kid.  He was playing soccer with a couple Mexican kids, when he looked up at me and smiled.  I waved to the to the kids and showed them Letty's picture. The blond said he knew "Aunt Letty" but he hadn't seen her for a while. He pointed me in the direction of his home and said his mom could help me.

The house the kid had sent me to wasn't your normal house. It was shaped, like an octagon or something.  Jesse would've gotten such a kick out of it. I looked in the window and noticed a painting in it. Who the hell keeps paintings in their windows? I looked more closely at it and realized that the woman in the painting was Letty. Holy shit! The kid wasn't kidding. Now I just had to find the mother.

" Can I help you?" Came a friendly, but confused voice.

I turned around and looked at a finely shaped woman wearing cut-off jean shorts and a long tank top. Her long red hair was pulled back in a ponytail exposing the tattoos and freckles on her shoulders and neck. One of her eyebrows arched, as she looked me over. " I need to know where this woman is."

" Me too." She shot back, than rubbed her hand over her eyes. " I'm sorry. She was living here with me, than about a week ago she packed up and left. I don't know why or where she went." She sighed and looked at me. " You're one of her friends from LA right?"

" Yeah I am. My name's Leon Carson."

" I'm Jenny O'Connor. Listen why don't you come inside my gallery? It's cooler and we'll get a chance to talk.