Author's notes:

Wow here I was thinking that no-one was reading my FF's because I wasn't getting any e-mail notification but I have 11 review's! How did that happen? LOL! I'm so glad everyone is enjoying the story I will probably post a new chapter/instalment once every 2 or 3 days... with luck... maybe once a week, but I am still really enjoying writing this so you never know!

Shout outs to my Reveiwer's (All 11 of you!):

China: To tell you the truth I originally wrote the story planning on having Dom and Letty get together but the more I wrote the more different it ended up being, so to tell you the truth... the story has been hi-jacked by the characters and I have no idea what is going to happen next. I'll be as surprised as the rest of you.

Greenglowchasis: Thanks for reviewing another of my ff's! I will read yours I promise I have just been a little busy with work and my FATF web site (Along with the rest) But I will read and review when I get the chance.

Magickal: Actually the Letty/Vince angle came from a lot of FATF Rp I did with my best friend it was just sorta something that evolved, it was never that major a part in my the Rp's just a date or two but this story just seems to have taken it to a WHOLE 'nother level.

Melodie: Thanks so much for reviewing, I was getting a little disheartened thinking no-one had even read my ff. But considering so many people have reviewed 11 on one chapter is a LOT for me I will definitely have to continue.

Caity: * Cowers in a corner * please don't hurt me. I'll write more I will.. * Whimpers fearfully *

DomLetty4eva: Like I said it was originally going to be a Letty/Dom fic because we all know there is not other choice for either Dom or Letty, well that's what I thought until this FF... now... I'm all confused. Lucky I made it AU eh? Lol.

Babixbunny: Thanks so much for your imput. I will keep updating fairly regularly as long as the story holds some meaning for me. Let's hope the inspiration lasts hehe.

Fallen Angel aka Amanda: It's good to see so many Dom/Letty supporters out there. I am one... or was until this ff. I'm just hoping I can still stay true to the Dom, Letty, and Vince of the movie no matter how the pairing turns out.

Chikita-Latina: The general consenus seems to be Letty/Dom hehe but that being said you never know what's going to happen my characters/muses like to rebel against what is the expected outcome of the story. I'm in the dark as much as everyone else. The story though, is mostly based on Dom angst and jealousy and not getting what he wants when he is so used to getting... well... what he wants.

Michele: I'm hoping I'll be able to update about twice a week maybe only once but I'm hoping I don't lose interest in this story I really enjoy writing it.

Alex-Diesel: Thank you too for reviewing another of my fics I'll have to find your FF's and read them as well. As for being in the top ten... that's cool... * Fakes indifferences while doing the I'm-in-the-top-ten-look-at-me-whee-dance *

Huge stupendous amazing galactic amounts of thanks to Kryssie and Jessie for reading over the story before I post it and giving me feed back. I am currently looking for a Beta-Reader on this story and will happily take more then one... eh eh... come on guys... hehe. The perks of being my BR is that you'll read the story before anyone else... the bad points... you will have to read it before anyone else and walk through a mind field of grammar and spelling era's... but if you think your game e-mail me at kelmoyourinnerevil@yahoo.com.au please guys come on? I'll be your friend. I'll give you a cookie, I'll even * Gasp * Spell check it before sending it to ya?

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Okay onto the first chapter, also done in first person Dominic I'm not sure if it will be first person Dom all the way through or if I'll change points of view. All depends. The end... I think may come across as a little abrupt but I am going to smooth out the crinks in the next chapter I just wanted to leave this chapter kinda sharp and jolting like the way Dom was feeling. It surprised me as much as the next person what happened, and although I know there are going to be many 'No way that wouldn't even happen' things, I am trying to keep the intensity of Dom's jealousy on a hair-trigger, wavering between rage and guilt... so motives being explained if you feel the need to stand up and say NAY! NAY Kelly you big dork head it wouldn't go like that! I encourage and goad you into doing so! HEHE!



Chapter 1

"What are you doing Mia? You can't move that tool chest all by yourself!" I sighed in frustration as I walked into MY garage to see MY sister trying to move a tool chest that I couldn't even move by myself.

Leon Harper and Jesse Taylor both leant on a car watching her. Not offering to help... not moving just smoking and watching her trying and make the tool chest budge. "What the hell are you two doing? Charging admission?" I demanded on a frown, the growl in my voice more intimidating then I'd meant for it to be.

Leon stopped smiling instantly and turned to bury his head in the engine of the car, sending worried, cautious look my way to make sure I wasn't coming at him with a torque wrench I'm sure.

Jesse jumped and his almost black-rimmed eye's hung almost out of his face as he made me experience the unpleasant feeling of kicking a puppy, or a bunny rabbit, or Mia. "Sorry Jess." I mumbled quietly.

At least I could still rely on Jesse. Jesse and Mia. Mia was the only thing that hadn't changed since I'd gone to jail. Vince had gone to prison for 3 months while I'd been in Lompoc, he'd got bigger, a few more scar's... and if possible dumber. No... that was just jealousy.

Letty had gone for a smudge-covered tomboy down the street; to a smudge-covered tomboy down the street with an awesome set of... er... tools. I mean she was stacked. I remember seeing her down the street when I got home and even then I could tell she'd gone and got fuck-able since I'd been gone. Obviously, because she was also dating Vince, who I'm sure wasn't gonna take her up to his room to read love sonnets to her.

Leon had been a new experience. He'd been working at the garage for about 6 months. Picking up the slack left by me being in prison. I still wasn't sure whether I liked him or not. But he was a good mechanic. Good with his hands. He was the definition of a grease monkey.

And I met Jesse too. I'd shared a cell with his dad for the last year in Lompoc. The man talked non-stop about his son. Gave up smoking, a vice any could understand if they spent even a day in Lompoc... gave it up so he could help Jesse pay for a tutor in his classes.

I'd promised to keep an eye on him when I was out. Max, Jesse's dad, wasn't up for parol for another 6 years. I thought I'd give him a go; just... washing and cleaning the cars before they were picked up... didn't last long. Boy has a short attention span... I'd always find him in on the computer downloading porn instead of cleaning the cars.

I was afraid I was gonna have to fire him. I didn't look forward to it... because, my promise to Max it meant a lot. I owed him big time, and firing his son wasn't helping. But next time he did it I saw him running from the computer to the car for about 10 minutes, before I went over to see what was going on.

The clever little dick had drawn up these... plan things... on the computer... doubled the power of the car engine in half the time. And considering it was a Jetta that was saying something. I obviously couldn't let a skill like that go, and set him to work doing tune-ups and oil changes. And in his spare time put him on the computer to handle problems the rest of us were having with car parts, fittings, stuff like that. Soon he spent all his time on the computer then running out to stick his skinny hand under the hood for three seconds, and bam the car was fixed. That was about the time I put him on full wage.

But my Mia. My baby sister, spitting image of my dad... she hadn't changed at all. She was still sweet, innocent, beautiful little Mia. She looked exactly the same. But that's because I say her ever second day when I was in Lompoc. Her and Vince would drive up after school. Sometimes Letty'd come, but obviously not often enough for me to notice her asset's.

When Vince had gone to jail, she hadn't been able to make it as often, but she would catch the bus in the morning, every weekend, Saturday and Sunday and she'd travel 2 hours to come and see me for an hour... then travel to hours back.

That might have been why she was on the honour roll at school. Maybe she spent all that time on the bus too and from, studying. Well... a proud brother could dream. I don't know how she did it all. It still amazed me.

She kept the house from falling apart, cooked and cleaned up around the house, because I KNEW Vince wouldn't have done it, Went to school, came to visit me, was on the honour roll the whole time, she ran the shop and did the books for the garage, chipping in with a helping hand whenever she could, which was amazing in itself considering she didn't like getting greasy.

She did it all and she never complained to me.

Never blamed me.

I loved my little sister.

She was the only one I could trust these days.

Couldn't trust woman-stealing Vince. Or the little Letty ho, with her set of killer mamba's and brown eye's that could drive a man to kill himself for her.

"Where the hell is Vince? Shouldn't he be doing this?" I growled in frustration my money was on him being somewhere with Letty groping or making-out, slacking off and leaving my baby sister to do all the work once again.

"He's in the kitchen licking his wounds. Or maybe Letty is." Jesse giggled, entirely too insightful for a 17 year old. "He told Mia not to move the chest. Said she couldn't do it she was just a girl. So Mia blasted him." Jesse shared with another delighted chuckle.

"Damn straight I flippin' did!" Mia growled, backing herself up onto the chest and trying to push it backwards. "I'm just a girl! Where does he come up with that kind of stuff? Women have the most powerful muscles in the human body. Male or female!" Mia denounced with a grunt of effort.

"I'd like to see you move that chest with your uterus Mia. I'd pay to see that." Leon taunted, perhaps momentarily forgetting I was around, and so was a tool chest with a wrench waiting for my big hand to wrap it around his neck.

"Shut the fuck up Leon! You'd pay to see any woman's..."

I cut her off with an appalled, "MIA!"

Moving around to the tool chest I pulled it along the ground, with the help of Mia we managed to move it back to potion. At least Mia seemed satisfied that she'd done what her feminist pride required of the task, enough not to dog me out for helping her.

Eyeing off Mia a second more I turned and hollered for Vince. Even the sound of his name made me want to start throwing wrenches around.

A few seconds later Vince rushed out of the kitchenette, sticking his hands in the back pocket of his jeans and wandering out to confront me lazily.

He smiled in greeting. The nerve. Like we were friends or something.

"What the fuck is your problem?" I blasted before I could think of anything more logically or indeed appropriate to handle the situation.

"What?" He demanded back a scowl forming defensively on his lips.

A smug snarl came to my mouth to answer him with. Vince never challenged me. He never would. I was the alpha male and we both knew it. Sure he was an intimating beta male but he'd never be my alpha and the only defence he had when I wanted my pound of flesh was to make tentative sounds of distress.

My shoulders straightened slightly as I felt the pride, and the power rush through me. I was his alpha and everyone in the garage knew it. Even Letty. Who was sauntering out of the kitchenette, she hadn't even bothered to fix her kiss swollen lips or her untidy hair, her shirt was twisted around her body, and she dared to walk into the same room as me... not giving a damn what I thought. Before I'd gone to jail... I was the ONLY one she cared to please... the ONLY one she tried to impress. Now... she was just another little race ho.

I could feel the blood vessel's ticking away at my temple I was aware the angry pulsing was obvious. I was aware that not only had I been under attack by jealousy since I had returned from prison I was now at its mercy. The line between friend and foe was blurred by the rage of not having what I wanted.

Not in the selfish I deserve whatever I want kinda way, in the I can't even justify it, it's too strong an emotion to even comprehend, if I can't have her no-one can, kinda way. I couldn't see the line but I knew what I was going to say would cross it. And that gave me a thrill. Knowing as I did that Vince wouldn't challenge me, the idea of backing him so far into a corner where he had to, or he lost Letty... it was heady... knowing I had that much power, that I could punish him for not handing Letty over.

"I came in here to find my 17 year old sister trying to move that tool chest, Vincent." Full name and all. He hated the name Vincent. I turned my back to Vince and Letty slightly... I wasn't so far gone to think I could say what I was about to while I was staying Letty in the face. I didn't have the balls for that.

"You know my policy. You keep your fucking sluts at the races, don't bring 'em here when we are trying to work." I heard a collective gasp and nearly broke down in laughter. He wouldn't give her to me. She didn't want to be with me. They deserved it. That was the only justification I had.

I heard his feet coming towards me fuelled with anger, and a took a second to grin. He was going to challenge me. I was going to waste him and then Letty would want me. I turned expecting the punch... I figured I'd give him one.

My eye's locked with Vince. They were shocked, he was shocked, not outraged there wasn't any room for it. He was just plainly shocked. He stood stock still, causing me to frown slightly and make the mistake of looking to his shoulder were Letty stood.

She was nothing short of shocked, and enraged, and hurt... the rage I could understand, even the shock, I couldn't except that, even expected her to start throwing a coupla punches my way. I knew Letty. I knew what I had been going to say would make her angry... but I was confident I could make her see my side, after she'd beat on me a while. I just... hadn't been prepared for the hurt... that drove a knife into my chest, stealing my breath and making feel like the wind had been knocked out of me. Just from her look.

Wait. The wind had been knocked out of me... and I was on my back before I knew what had happened. Leon was above me. Leon. Of all people. He didn't look like he could take Mia in a fair fight, so how I had landed on my back, and was grunting every time his fist hit my face... I couldn't fathom. Plus ow.

I don't know how it happened I was busy being pummelled, but Jesse and Mia after over-coming there own shock had managed to pull Leon off of me. Gee, thanks guys. I lay on my back, my face bloodied... wondering how exactly Leon had come to be beating the living shit out of me, and how I hadn't even seen it coming. Vince and Letty... they were no-where to be seen.

I was grateful I think, that they'd disappeared. Because the look Mia gave me... it was enough. That look alone dragged me through six hundred different kinds of hell... if I'd had to see a look like that on Letty's face, I would have just asked Leon to take me out.