Author's Note: Hi!! Thanks for all the Reviews. I forgot to post a note that said the last chapter wasn't the last one.

This one isn't either.

This is the honeymoon.

I thought a long while about how I wanted to do this. I'm a big fan of the less-is-more idea when it comes to sex scenes in a story. We all know what happens. I did the best I could and I hope it satisfies everyone out there.

Just a reminder though, this is an older Dom and Letty... they're different... not too different, but enough.

The next chapter I think is the last, followed by an epilogue. My finals are coming up, along with all the end of semester papers that I have to write... so it might be awhile.

But I'm going to try very, very hard to finish the story this year. (Epilogue and all)

Hope you enjoy and Please, pretty Please... Review!!

Oh! P.S. Quick Disclaimer: I don't own TFTF characters or C.S. Lewis.

Okay, for real now, go ahead........ )

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"You okay?" Letty asked, softly as they were led to their hotel room.

"More than okay," he affirmed immediately.

They were spending a long weekend at a resort in southern California. It was going to be a quick honeymoon. Letty needed to get back to her job and Dom was assigned to go house hunting. In the summer they were planning on heading to the Caribbean, but for now this would do -- at the moment almost anything would do.

He swung her up in his arms suddenly as they reached their room. Her laughter echoing in the hall as the boy carrying their bags smiled and opened the door.

Dom deposited her on the bed, following on top of her, "Helloooo, Mrs. Torreto..." he said affectionately, his mouth pressed to hers, as he began lowering the straps of her dress.

She stiffened almost immediately.

"What's wrong?" he asked, pausing, his eyes concerned.

She shook her head, "Nothing... it's just..."

He leaned back, "Just what?"

Her were downcast, "I just... when I was little... I always dreamed..." she took a deep breath, and lifted her gaze, "I always wanted to be Mrs. Torreto..." she admitted shyly.

He grinned, "And now you are...." he lowered his lips to her neck, "The one and only...."

She shook her head slightly, "Nuh-uh," she said it softly, but he heard.

"Yeah-huh," he said, parroting a favorite phrase of his nieces, lifting his head he met her eyes, "Kara never took my name... you're the first Mrs. Torreto since my mother."

Her eyes widened and the smile that bloomed on her face was like sunlight, "Really?"

He nodded, happy that she was so pleased, "Really."

She giggled, "That makes me very happy," than she grabbed the back of his head and brought him down to her.

Their lips moved to a rhythm all their own as their bodies conformed to each other, she unbuttoned his shirt, undid his belt, his hands slid off her pantyhose....

Running his hands up her thighs, relishing the feel of her skin, Dom pulled back suddenly, an almost stunned expression on his face.

"Whaaaatttt...." she moaned, following him up.

"I forgot something," he said, pushing himself off her and standing.

She propped herself up on elbow, an incredulous expression on her face, "I know you're not getting condoms -- we're married."

He grinned, "No, Lett, just lay back for a second I wanna show you somethin..."

"Christ Dom, whatever it is it can wait... it's almost five in the morning... we've partied all night, are just a little buzzed... and most importantly it's been five years!!"

He opened his mouth to respond, but she cut him, her voice dropping, her gaze devouring him from top to bottom, "... and I bet you're dyin to get out of those pants... not to mention I've got something real impressive on under this dress...."

He eyed her on the bed, "There's not much you fit under that dress..."

"Exactly..."

He eyed her just as hungrily for a moment, before shaking his head, "I want you to see this... I want you to know..." he disappeared into the bathroom, to search the bags in there.

A few minutes later he emerged with a piece of paper in his hands.

She was sitting up now, Indian style on the bed, the incredulous expression back on her face, he sat next to her, leaning back against the headboard.

"Brian gave a me a book a while ago and I copied this out of it. I wanted to give it to you..." he handed it to her.

She frowned down at the paper, what the hell is so god-damned important about this that it's worth putting sex off...

Dom chuckled, she looked up, "What?"

"I can your expression like a book, girl... trust me... give it a chance..."

She lowered her gaze again, mentally sighing, if he wanted her to read it, she'd read it.

Slowly her eyes moved over the words, she could feel him reading with her.

"It is the very mark of Eros that when he is...."

"... when he is..."

Her gaze shot upwards in surprise, when Dom's deep voice filled the room... as he recited the words of the paper, while looking at her...

... he'd memorized the words...

"... we had rather share unhappiness with the Beloved than be happy on any other terms."

His deep voice surrounded her, and suddenly, she didn't mind that they weren't having sex. Suddenly, the paper was forgotten as it slipped from her finger. Suddenly nothing else existed but the sound of his voice and the look in his eyes.

He reached out to her, pulling her against him, "Even if the two lovers are mature and experienced people who know that broken hearts heal in the end..." she settled against him, but refused to look away from his face. Her heart was pounding so loud she could hear it and she wasn't sure if she was breathing -- the only thing she was sure of was those dark eyes.

His eyes on hers and hers on his as he spoke the words written by another, but lived by him.

"...and can clearly foresee that, if they once steeled themselves to go through the present agony of parting, they would almost certainly be happier ten years hence than marriage is at all likely to make them," he paused, inching his face closer to hers.

"... even then, they would not part...." she reached up to touch that beautiful face.

"To Eros all these calculations are irrelevant. Even when it becomes clear beyond all evasion that marriage with the Beloved cannot possibly lead to happiness...." he folded his hand over hers, drawing it to his mouth for a quick kiss before continuing.

"... when it cannot even profess to offer any other life than that of tending an incurable invalid, of hopeless poverty, of exile, or of disgrace..."

The quiet fervor in his eyes suddenly kicked up a notch and a wave of heat and passion coursed through her so strong her breath hitched, ".... Eros never hesitates to say, 'Better this than parting. Better to be miserable with her than happy without her. Let our hearts break provided they break together.'"

She felt the words... these were his words... his oath; she felt the caress of his passion.... the intensity of his promise...

His lips were almost on hers now, but his dark eyes were still fastened to her gaze, refusing to let her look away... his voice soft and intense, "If the voice within us does not say this, then it is not the voice of Eros."

She arched herself upwards, claiming his lips with hers, they stayed like that for a while, tasting each other... promising.

Then he pulled back for an instant, gasping for breath, "For this is the grandeur and terror of love."

They'd come far in there relationship, and the love they made that night showed it. It was by turns sweet and fast, tender and furious. It was a melding of the old ways and the new ways, a joining of past and of what could be.

Everything was familiar and yet it was new. Time seemed to slow down as they felt each other, reveling in the act of being together, of finally after so long, being one.

"I've loved you forever..." Letty rasped out, lying on top of him, her cheek resting against his chest. The wedding dress had been carelessly tossed onto a heap, along with Dom's pants.

He laughed huskily, "I know the feeling."

She smiled against him, "You didn't even glance at my surprise..." she murmured.

"Maybe we should try again..."

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"Dom?"

"Mmmmm," he murmured, his eyes still closed. It was a few hours later and they'd decided to paused for re-energizing purposes.

"Who wrote that thing you recited..."

He smiled, his eyes still closed, "C.S. Lewis."

"And where'd it come from?" she asked a moment later.

"Originally... from Brian's sister..."

She cuddled up next to him, "Remind me to give that girl a call when we get home."

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"Dom?"

"Mmmmm," he murmured, his eyes still closed.

"Do you know what Kara and Taylor talked about?"

He opened one eye, "Christ, Lett, I'm doing somethin wrong if your lyin there thinkin 'bout my ex and son."

She scooted closer to him and nibbled on his ear, "We have to leave soon... I got up and packed while you slept..."

He sighed, "I can't believe it's been three days..."

Letty smirked, "Probably cause we've only been outa this room twice..."

"Three times."

"That time doesn't count Dom we only made it to the elevator and then came back..."

"Room service is a great thing," he offered as if that made up for everything.

She couldn't stop the grin that covered her face. Nodding she continued her line of questioning, "So you don't know?"

He shook his head, "Naw, haven't asked Tay yet, and Kara disappeared without a word," he frowned, sitting up a little, "I have no idea where she went or if she's coming back..."

Letty was silent.

"Why is this coming up?"

She sighed, "Last night when we called, I was saying goodbye and he asked me if I'd ever heard of anybody who had two mommies."

Dom sat up a little, "What'd you say?"

"That I had. That some kids had two mommies and some had two daddies and some only had one of each..."

He reached for her, "Good answer..."

She struggled against him a little, "I think something - would you pay attention!" she snapped when he started nuzzling her neck.

He groaned.

"I think something happened with him and Kara."

Dom eyed her a moment, before going back to what he'd been doing.

"Dom!"

"Letttyyyy..."

"This is serious..."

"Nope, it's not... nothing is serious... while we're here... in few hours we have to drive back to the real world where you're gonna start doin whatever the hell it is you do for a living and face the ex you left at the alter and where I gotta arrange some type of managerial schedule wit the New York garage, buy a house, and locate my ex so that when my son decides he wants to confront his mother I'll have an address to give him... but at the moment we're here... and none of that matters."

Letty sighed, "When you put it that way..."

He nodded, a smiled on his face, quietly he'd murmured, "I knew you'd see the light..." just before his lips claimed hers.

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"Lett?"

"Yeah?"

"This was good."

She smiled, "Yeah."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

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NOT THE END.

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