They lay on the starlit beach, Dominic's arms around Letty, who was lying on his chest, half asleep. Dominic pushed Letty's hair out her eyes and just watched her sleep, a happy smile upon his face. He gave soft sigh, which awoke Letty from her half sleep. Dominic just stroked her head and whispered to her, "it's okay, it's just me." Letty gave a sleepy smile and muttered, "Okay."Her eyes were half glazed over as she looked to him. "Love you." "I love you too baby," Dominic said in a gentle voice, stroking her hair again, kissing her forehead and holding her tighter to him. Letty heard a rustling in the trees behind them and was suddenly wide- awake. "Dom, did you hear that?" she whispered softly. Dom was suddenly aware of it too and he just nodded, pulling out his switchblade out of a concealed pocket of his shorts. Letty bit her lip. "Careful Dom," she whispered as he crawled into the underbrush. He made no noise as he crawled through the wilderness. Then. There was a gunshot, then a scream and a grunt of pain. Dominic looked back at Letty, who was now bleeding on the sand, the blood pouring out of her leg like water. She had a look of pain screwed up on her face. "Ah, shit.bastard got me." Letty said through her teeth, her eyes watering from the pain. Dominic rushed over to her. "Don't leave me Letty," he said in a low, pleading voice. Letty looked at him and bit her lip. "I don't think it's that bad Dom, just a gunshot wound in the leg, not like it's in my chest," she said softly, her eyes looking into his. She did feel very weak though, as if someone was sucking the life out of her with a straw. She didn't like the feeling one bit, but didn't lead it on to Dominic. She just bit her lip and stuck it out, her eyes watering with tears and pain. "I know, but still." said Dominic softly. "We need to wrap it in any case." He picked up his shirt, wound it tightly and tied it around the shot wound. It was rather small for a bullet. It seemed like an ultra powerful be be gun or something. He shook his head. She looked at him. "How bad is it?" she asked softly, her face softening and her body relaxing. To her it felt like the pain was going away. "It's not that bad babe," he said softly as he looked straight into her eyes. They were getting glazed over. "Letty? LETTY!" Dom said. It seemed like Letty was losing consciousness. "The.thing.was.poison," Letty said in a far off, struggling voice. Dom picked her up. "We're taking you to a hospital," Dominic almost demanded. All Letty could do was nod. She couldn't protest. She was losing her vision. "It.it h-hurts Dom," she said as she weakly wrapped her arms about his neck. "I know baby, I know," Dominic said, nuzzling his nose into her hair, walking quickly toward their Supra. He wasn't going to lose her, not yet. There was a hospital thirty miles from where they were, but Dominic figured just call in the ambulance. He had tears in his eyes as he put Letty down in the passenger seat, grabbing the car phone and dialing the emergency number for Mexico. "Hello?" he said into the phone, his voice shaking uncontrollably. "Yes, how may I help you sir?" said a curt male voice on the other side of the line. "My girlfriend just got shot with a poisoned bullet, and we need an ambulance right away," said Dominic quickly, adding, "she's going to die soon if we don't." His eyes let out the tears as he said that. "I'm going to send a Care Flight vehicle your way sir," replied the man. "Where are you exactly?" "Toretto Beach, twenty miles from the border of Mexico," Dominic said shakily, into the phone. "Thank you sir, a Care Flight will be arriving shortly with antidotes for her poison," said the man. "Thank you so much," said Dominic, clicking the phone back int the jack then wrapping his muscular arms around her, kissing her forehead, which was filmy and sweaty. Dominic heard the crunching of brush behind him, then a cold metal gun barrel to the back of his head. He didn't move, he just stood there, picking Letty up out of the backseat and turning around, so his nose was right where the gun was. "Yes?" Dominic asked the darkened figure almost calmly, though his voice was still shaking from the shock of Letty getting hit. "You fucked with me earlier, I get to fuck with you now," replied the figure. Dominic realized it was the black man he had quarreled with earlier. "She gave my girl a concussion, so I poisoned her in return." "Don't you know you could kill her like that?" Dominic asked seriously. He had a feeling Letty was allergic to the poison she had been hit with, because it usually wouldn't have taken effect so quickly if she wasn't. "So what? She deserves it," replied the man nonchalantly, "as will you, cuz there's one more of those bullets in here, just for you." "You're insane," replied Dominic coolly. "Thank you," the man replied. "I was let out of the sanitarium last week, so you're fucked." "Why don't you just go turn yourself in and do all of us a favor?" asked Dominic with fire in his eyes. He looked dangerous in the half shadow of the moon. "Ooo, big talk there gringo," he said the last word tauntingly, as if daring Dominic to do something he'd regret. Dominic just raised an eyebrow at him. "Actually, I'm Mexican Italian, thank you," he replied dangerously. Letty squirmed in his arms, tears leaking out of her eyes as she listened to them. Dominic could feel her body letting go. He thought, goddamnit, where's the Care Flight? He looked at the black man and shook his head, throwing the gun out of his face, into his own hand and into his car behind him. "You're a cheap fighter. I don't use guns to get even. I think it's cheating." Dominic sounded quite philosophical. He had used guns before, but not for this reason. He only did use guns to protect himself. The black man looked stunned. Now, without a gun and nowhere to run, he looked positively scared. Dominic gave an evil smirk in the half moonlight. That should teach him, he thought. Letty twitched in Dominic's arms and he held onto her tighter, one hand under her neck, the other under the back of her knees. He looked at her and whispered, "I love you." "I.love you.too," she stammered out, her face pale and sweaty, her eyes glazed and almost dead looking. Dominic began to feel scared for his fiancée's life. "It's okay, you're going to make it," he said softly, nuzzling her cheek, before looking back at the black man. "You're going to be in trouble." He said softly. Dominic heard the helicopter wings of the Care Flight vehicle descending behind him. The black man was rooted to the spot. One of the Care Flight people ran to the three of them and looked at Letty, then Dominic, then the black man. He spoke to Dominic. "Do you know who shot her sir?" he asked in a courteous voice. Dominic nodded and pointed to the black man. The Care Flight man gave a shrill whistle and a couple police men hopped out of the vehicle. "We thought, just in case you found the shooter, we'd bring along some backup." The black man didn't move; he just looked terrified. "That was a good idea sir," replied Dominic, nodding and watching as the police put the handcuffs on the stunned black man, reading him his rights and shoving him into the cockpit of the vehicle. "Thank you sir, now can we get this underway?" asked Dominic slightly impatiently, slipping his hand inside his car and pulled out the gun, still holding Letty up in the process. "One of the poisoned bullets is in here, the other is in my girlfriend's leg. You can fingerprint it if you like, but I know it was him, he confessed it to me." He gave a nod as the man took the gun and popped out the bullet. He gave another whistle and a team of EMT's came out of the helicopter. "Test this for what poison it holds," he said in a low voice to the team, handing them the bullet. They nodded, motioned to Dominic and Letty, who followed them back to the craft. After a few minutes the team came out and whispered to the man what the poison was. The man smiled slightly and looked to Dominic and Letty, who was being fed oxygen on a machine on a stretcher, hanging on to life barely. The bullet hole was sewn up and the bullet removed, but the wound had turned a nasty shade of green. "Good news, it's a local poison and we do have an antidote on the craft," said the man, presenting Dominic with a small vile. "Have her drink half of it, then spread the other half on the wound; it'll sting and smoke a little but it will heal it up and completely cure her. That and we found that she had an allergic reaction to the poison." "I figured that," Dominic said softly, nodding through the instructions. He carried them out fully. It burned going down Letty's throat but she immediately felt alive again, but still very groggy and.poisoned. When Dominic spread the antidote on her wound, it sizzled and boiled in the cut, which made Letty clamp onto the side of the bed in agony, but as soon as it was there, it was gone and she felt just fine. She got up from the bed and jumped on Dominic. She kissed him. The man smiled. "Well, she's free to go," he said assuredly, his eyes dancing. Another saved patient just by a simple antidote. Ah, the beauties of modern magic. He smiled as the two of them jumped off the craft and waved as the helicopter took off. "Byes, thank you!" cried Letty, and Dom just smiled and waved, his eyes welling up with tears again, but this time of happiness. When the craft was gone, Dominic picked Letty up by her waist, which made her squeal a little bit, brought her down and kissed her deeply. "I love you Dom," she said between passionate kisses. Dom just smiled and kissed her again.