Disclaimer: Letty isn't mine! Don't sue! Lyrics courtesy of Ludacris.

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T.J glanced out the front of the garage and swore under his breath.

"Shit."

He recognized the woman who was getting out of the car parked in front of the garage. Well, actually he knew exactly who she was. He would never forget her face.

Wiping his wrench off on a worn cloth that hung from his belt he went over to Lee, who was bent over a car engine and tapped her on the shoulder.

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Lee's POV

Now where'd you get that platinum chain with them diamonds in it
Where'd you get that matchin Benz with them windows tinted
Who them girls you be with when you be ridin through
Man I ain't got nothin to prove' I paid my dues
Breakin the rules' I shake fools while I'm takin 'em' whewwwww!
Tell me who's your weed man' how do you smoke so good
You's a superstar boy' why you still up in the hood
What in the world is in that BAG' what you got in that BAG
A couple a cans a whoop ass' you did a good ass job of just eyein me' spyin me

I was so into the car engine that I was cleaning that I almost jumped a foot in the air, when my brother came up behind me. I slid the headphones off my ears and scowled at him.

"Teej, are you TRYIN' to give me a heart attack before I turn seventeen?!"

He grinned and picked me up around the waist, like Papi does sometimes.

"Sorry, babes. Didn't mean to scare ya. Just wanted to remind you that Papi wanted you to check out the shipment of neons that just arrived, before you go meet Lonnie. Which," he said, checking his watch. "Is in a couple of minutes."

I grumbled playfully and tapped him on his shiny, bald head with my discman. "Yeah, whatever you say, baldy!"

"Hey!"

He tried to grab me, but I scooted around him, into the back of the garage, before he could.

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T.J grinned, but the grin quickly slid off his face as he saw the woman coming in the front door of the garage.

"Can I help you ?"

His father had raised him too well to be rude, but he wasn't going to be all that polite.

The woman slid her sunglasses up onto the top of her head and looked at him.

"Yeah, I'm looking for Dominic Toretto. Is he around ?"

"No."

Letty was hurt by her sons blunt reply, but she supposed that he was probably still mad at her.

"Why do you keep coming around here anyway ?"

"I don't know what you mean."

"You think I don't remember you, but I do. You left a long time ago, so why are you back ?"

Letty held up her hands defensively. " Sorry. I just wanted to talk to your father."

"Oh, so you think that saying sorry is going to make it all right ? Well, you better get this. Saying sorry isn't going to make anything better. You made your choice, so now you can't change your mind."

Letty slid her sunglasses down to hide her tear-filled eyes..

"All right. I going."

T.J crossed his arms defensively over his chest and stared at her retreating form, before turning back to the car he had been working on.

Well, that's over and done with, he thought. And no one's the wiser.

He failed to notice though, the small figure standing in the back doorway of the garage. She had been there for some time and had heard every word............

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A/N: Challenge for all of my readers. The first person to tell answer these two questions will be added into the story, as whatever character they choose and will hook up with whatever F&F or possibly even 2F 2F character they want

Question 1 : 2Fast 2Furious question: What color paint is used on Suki's car and what company makes the paint ?

Question 2: Fast and the Furious question: What is a wheel-man ?

Answer and you shall be in the story.