Okay, I said this in my other fic, but I'm desperate so I gotta repeat. I NEED A BETA READER!!! I really do, I'm like overflowed with grammatical errors over here! Anyways, it's good because you get to read the chapter before anyone else! =) So please, IM me (AIM/AOL: Berrylicious32) or e-mail me (ds_angel29@yahoo.com) if you're interested.

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Dom decided to go to bed and talk to her in the morning. He started walking to the bed, but doubled back, he needed to look at the plane ticket. When did she plan to leave? Where was she going? But most importantly, why? He knew that the ticket couldn't answer the last question, but it could answer the first two.

He went to the place on the dresser where he had placed her purse. Dom picked it up and took the ticket out. He looked inside and the first thing he saw was the name on it, Kalista Santander.

What the fuck? Why the fuck does she even have a plane ticket damnit.

Dominic looked at the date on the ticket, The date passed, September 5th. Thank God. But the only reason she didn't leave as because she was in the hospital. When did Letty buy this ticket?

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Letty was planning on going to New York, to see her mother. The day when she went to the beach, she started thinking, a lot. About everything that was going on, and decided that it was best for her to just get away for a little while. On her way back to the house she had stopped at a travel agency and bought the ticket, it was just a block down from the tattoo shop so she decided it was worth a try.

Her plans had been foiled by her nasty encounter with the corner of a bathroom sink, but by the time she woke up in the hospital, Letty had already changed her mind. All she had to do was return it without anyone noticing it or finding it.

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Dom couldn't stand too look at it anymore, he was torn between wanting to cry, wanting to scream, and wanting to cry and scream and the same time. He couldn't believe that Letty would want to leave him. Well of course she would want to leave you, you idiot. Look at what you did to her, to her life. She's freakin' running from the law and it's your fault.

He wanted so badly to punch something, but he stayed quiet, he didn't want to wake her. She slept lighter these day, like her pain didn't let her sleep in peace, so she would wake up if he made noise. Se he just went back to bed, and layed down.

How the hell am I going to approach this? If I tell her I found the plane ticket, she'll ask me why I was looking through her purse. And if I tell her that it fell, she probably won't believe me. I am SO fucked!

That night went by at a snail's pace, and Dominic felt like morning would never come. He tossed and turned and couldn't get to sleep, worse yet, they had gone to sleep early, so it was still like 10 o'clock.

"I can't take shit anymore, I'm gonna go watch TV," he whispered to himself.

Dom got up and tiptoed out of the room and upstairs to the little living room. "What movie should I watch?" he muttered to himself.

He looked through the stocked movie room for a long time, Damn this room must have like every movie ever made in it. Finally he got a movie that he thought he would like, 3 A.M.

"This looks interesting." He walked back into the main room while reading the label to himself, Using the precarious world of New York City cabbies as a backdrop, 3A.M. tells the story of three very different characters who are brought together in a microcosmic amalgam of cultures and who share universal fears and desires. Hershey, an ex-basketball player, struggles to make ends meet following a failed career; Rasha, a Bosnian refugee, is haunted by the war crisis in his homeland; and Salgado, a tough young Latino cab driver, is tormented by violent memories from her childhood. All work for the low-rent cab company owned by Box, an Indian woman struggling to keep her business afloat. Each has a personal struggle to overcome. Hershey needs fares to help build a financial foundation for him and his love interest George, a hardworking waitress who's growing weary of waiting for him to commit. Rasha must support the family he left behind in Bosnia, and Salgado spends sleepless nights behind the cab wheel rather than deal with the memories of her painful past. Their problems are complicated further by a serial killer that is systematically preying on cabbies.

He took the disk out and popped it into the DVD player, then sat down on the couch and pressed play. Blah blah blah, commercials, he thought as he went to 'Scene Selection' and started the movie.

Dom layed down on the couch to get more comfortable, he watched the movie for about an hour, and then fell asleep on the couch. The next thing he knew, Letty was gently nudging him awake.

"Hey you," she whispered with a smile on her face.

Dom couldn't help but smile, she was so beautiful, and he loved her so much. Then suddenly the events of the night before came flooding back to him, and he scowled.

Letty stepped back a little, surprised at his change of mood, "What's wrong Dominic?"

As fast as the scowl had appeared it disappeared, and his face softened, "Nothing baby, just remembered that I forgot to turn off the TV," he lied.

She brightened, "Oh don't worry! This house is like totally wired, the TV turned off by itself when the movie finished and you didn't do anything."

There was silence for a while, and then Letty spoke up again, "So you wanna come down for breakfast? Mia can't get enough of her new kitchen so she went all out."

"Sure, let's go, just let me wash my face a stuff, I'll meet you downstairs."

Letty nodded and walked down the stairs to the kitchen, while Dom stopped at the second floor to go to the bathroom.

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When Dom walked into the room the first thing he realized was that Letty's purse wasn't there anymore. She trying to hide it from me, he thought angrily.

He stalked over to the bathroom and washed his face, he thought about Letty and all that she had gone through, all that she was still going through, and all the anger seemed to melt away.

"I shouldn't be mad at her, I should be mad at myself, I'm the one who caused all this in the first place."

Dominic walked out of the bathroom and headed downstairs, he could already smell the wonderful aromas otherwise known as Mia's cooking, and he couldn't wait. He realized that he was actually very hungry so he hurried.

When he was on the last stair he heard a yell come from the kitchen, "Dominic hurry up! The food's getting cold!"

"I'm right here Mia," he said stepping into the kitchen.

They all sat down to eat, all of them noticing they were actually very hungry. They started talking about things they had discovered in the house.

"Last night I couldn't sleep so I went to watch a movie and found that we have a ROOM full of movies."

"Did you guys see all the fucking games we have?" Jesse said excitedly.

"Well we know Jesse's in heaven," Letty said laughing, "Fuck," she yelled.

"You ok Let?" Leon said.

"I can't fucking do anything without my whole body hurting damnit."

"Well Letty maybe you should like stay in bed for a little bit," Brian said trying to help.

"Thanks for the suggestion Bri but I don't think I could even if I wanted to, I can never stay in bed when I'm sick or shit like that. I get restless and cranky."

Dom snorted, "You can say that again."

"Shut up Dominic," she said with a small smile playing on her lips.

"Well, why don't we take you out to the deck after breakfast? The fresh air will be good for you," Mia said.

"I'd like that," Letty said with a big beaming smile.

They talked some more about the things they liked about the house, and breakfast was soon over. So they went to get Letty's wheelchair to take her outside. She got furious when she saw what they had brought back.

"Do I look like a fucking invalid to you?" she yelled, she looked like she was about to punch them. But her glare was enough to make them want to run and hide.

Jesse stuttered when he tried to answer her, "We…we…jus…just…thought you would need some help."

"I came down here by myself, and I'm going to go out there by myself without your help," she answered stubbornly.

Letty got up from the table and limped to the patio door that led to the outside, but when she got to the door she almost fell, luckily Dom was there in an instant to catch her before she could.

He looked at her and said, "You do need help Let, and we're going to give it to you whether you like it or not!"

She looked into his eyes and knew that he meant business. "Fine," she muttered then added, "But I'm not going in that stupid wheelchair."

"Then I'll carry you," Dom replied and before she could protest he picked up her up and carried her outside, setting her down on a chair beside the pool. "I'll be right back," he said.

He went to the guys and stopped them before they went out into the backyard, "Guy can you leave us alone for a second, I need to talk to Letty," he asked.

"Sure man, see ya later," Brian said, and they walked back into the house.

He walked back to where Letty was sitting and sat down in the chair next to her, "Letty I need to talk to you about something," he said.

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Had to stop it there folks, you know me =). Well I know this chapter kinda sucked, but the next chapter's gonna be good! So hold on tight. LOL. Read the top so I don't have to beg again. But then again, I'm desperate so, I NEED A BETA READER! *cries* come on guys. Be nice, revise. (I just made that up right now, lol I know I'm corny) Well till next time.

-Zuleyka