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"Go!!" she yelled into the limo, even before she was actually in it.

The driver, a young guy with dark hair, turned to stare at her and then looked behind her -- obviously looking for a groom.

"NOW!" she hissed at him.

He jumped a little before, quickly starting the engine and roaring away.

12:00

The number whirled around in her brain, seeking out the dashboard clock with frantic eyes her heart skipped a beat.

It was 11:40.

Oh god...

Don't panic, don't panic, she told herself, taking a deep breath...

... flights are always delayed... right...

She had to think of something... anything...

Looking down she found the wallet Mia had tossed her; opening she felt herself grin again... cash.

"Hey you," she called out to the driver who had just come to the first red light.

"Yes, Ma'am," he said as respectfully as he could, considering he was still staring at her wide-eyed.

"I'll give you..." she studied the wallet, deciding to keep some money, just in case, "...100 dollars cash if you can get me to the Los Angeles Airport by noon."

The boys eyes widened just a bit more, before a huge grin covered his face, "You got it lady," he said, ".... hold on."

And to her amazement he backed up and did a U-turn -- apparently they'd been heading in the wrong direction.

The command hadn't registered quickly enough, before he'd done the move.... and she had been tossed to the other side of the limo.

Grappling for anything to hold on to, she pulled herself into a sitting position. Cars were honking at them non-stop and suddenly she bounced so high she actually hit her head on the roof.

"Alive!" She called out the driver, "I want to get there alive!"

He laughed, "Airport is half an hour away Ma'am, alive and by noon is a tall order!"

Letty stared at him aghast.

"It's a joke," he said laughing, as he took another curve.

Letty nodded, more to herself than to him...

She sat back and took a deep breath...

... oh my god...

The thought washed over as did a wave of panic.

I ran out on Angelo!

I left him at the alter!!

oh god

All he's ever wanted is to make me happy and I -

She felt the prickling of tears behind her eye lids as her ecstatic mood, began to fade away...

... what have I done...

How could I do this to him....

What was I thinking....

"You could be happier."

Dom's words interrupted her rant and a wave of confidence preceded the panic. She was doing the right thing.

She was sure of it.

She'd made the right decision.

... all she had to do was make it there in time...

Looking down at her dress, objectively, she saw -- it was not made for mobility. Kicking off her shoes she wrapped her feet under her and began tearing at the layers of material.

The driver looked back, aghast, "What are you doing!?"

"This is too heavy... I can barely move..." she said, pulling at it with all her strength. The dress was high quality though, and although the tulle tore easily enough, the silk was another matter entirely.

"Jesus lady, your one piece of work," he said before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a pocket knife, "... here," he added tossing it behind.

"This is great!" she said opening it up to reveal the blade.

"Yeah just don't stab yourself," he said wryly.

She grinned... suddenly she couldn't stop grinning... as she cut material off the dress. After removing sufficient material that she'd be able to at least walk without tripping, she sheathed the blade and turned her attention to the veil.

She tugged at it, "Oww!"

The driver looked in the rear view mirror, "We're almost there..."

She nodded, tugging harder, trying to find the pins that were attaching the thing to her head and having no luck.

"Is this thing fuckin crazy glued on??" she growled as she tore flowers and pearls out, but the tiara and veil remained. She yanked on it and instead of it coming loose it just shifted so that the material covered her entire face and pretty much blinded her.

The limo came to an abrupt halt.

"Okay," the guys said shifting so he could face her, "We're here."

She nodded, "Grab hold of this and pull," she said from the behind the layer of cloth.

"Huh?"

"Just do it!"

He did and soon a tearing sound could be heard. The material came lose - some of it torn; some falling out - as did some of the curls on her head. They fell around her face, bouncing as if delighted to finally be free.

"Thank You!" she exclaimed sitting back and rummaging through the wallet. She eyed it a moment before looking up at him, "Let me see your shoes."

The guy didn't bother asking why, he just lifted his leg to reveal Nike Sneakers.

"I'll throw in an extra $50 for the sneakers."

Without responding he bent down and took them off.

She handed over the money, stuck the wallet in her braw - as best she could - and slipped the sneakers on.

"Thanks," she called out stepping out of the vehicle -- and consequently discovering the shoes were about four sizes too large.

Sighing she shrugged to herself, anything was better than the heels of death.

Taking deep breath she wound the train -- which she hadn't been able to cut off -- around her arm and prepared to race off to find gate 16.

It was 11:58.

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