Okay, I realize that this update is kind of short, but I haven't updated it in a while and I wanted to give you guys something to know that I hadn't forgotten or given up on this story. I have to admit I'm having a bit of writer's block with this story, hence the short chapter. I'll try to work on a longer update for next weekend, (keep your fingers crossed), anywho, onto the chapter. (Italics is a recap from the last chapter so you guys weren't lost.)

"Who said you shouldn't be here? You're going to let Letty knock you down? If you leave, you let her win." Dom said, his voice strong. Bree just stared at him; he did have a point. She wasn't one to quit and there was no way in hell she was going to let Letty beat her. Bree let out a defeated sigh and rubbed a hand down her face. Dom crossed his arms over his chest and stared her down. "So what's it going to be: are you going to stay or you going to leave?"

"Ugh, has anyone told you that you're stubborn?" Bree said with a glare. Dom just gave a chuckle and continued to look at her. "Fine, I'll stay, for now," Bree said with a sigh. She dropped the bag she was packing and it fell to the floor with an audible plunk.

"Good," Dom said with a small smile.

"I'm going to go check on Mia," Bree said starting to walk past him. Dom grabbed her arm as she passed him and turned her back to him. "What?" she asked looking up. Dom looked like he wanted to say something and his mouth opened but no words came out.

"Nothing, never mind," he said finally and closed his mouth.

"Okay," Bree said and then looked down at his hand that was still grabbing onto her arm. "You mind letting go?"

"Oh sorry," Dom said and released her arm. He hadn't realized he had still been holding onto her and almost frowned at the loss of contact. Bree gave him a smile before disappearing from the room and leaving Dom with his thoughts.

Mia was sitting up on the couch as Bree entered the room. Brian was sitting next to her, worry written on his face.

"Hey. Came to check up on you," Bree said sitting down on the other side of Mia.

"I'm okay. Just a little bump," Mia said with a half smile.

"I can't believe Letty, that little bi-."

"She didn't mean to," Mia said cutting her off. "It was an accident."

"I don't care, she shouldn't have been pushing you in the first place," Bree said heatedly.

"Bree's right," Dom's calm voice came from the archway and everyone looked up to see him standing with his arms crossed, his eyes showing his concern for Mia. "Letty shouldn't have pushed you, no matter what. She crossed a line this morning."

"Dom, give her a break, the circumstances weren't the best," Mia said trying to defend Letty.

"I don't care. I made myself a promise after what happened that I would never hit anyone like that or let anyone else hit someone in my house," Dom said as his expression darkened.

"I know," Mia said in a small voice remembering when Dom got back from Lompoc how he had promised to never hit someone like that from anger again. Bree sensed there was a history behind what Dom said but knew it wasn't her place to ask and held back the question that threatened to leap out.

"Letty knows that and I can understand that she was mad but it was still wrong."

"So what are you going to do?" Mia asked.

"I don't know," Dom said throwing himself down into a chair. Vince, Leon, and Jesse all came into the living room at that moment.

"Hey, you're still here," Jesse said with a smile.

"Yeah, some thick headed guy convinced me to stay," Bree said with a smirk.

"Hey!" Dom said looking up.

"Oh, don't get your panties in a bunch," Bree said making Dom scowl and everyone laughed.

"So Mi, how you feeling girl?" Leon asked.

"I'm okay," Mia said for like the 100th time that morning.

"I still can't believe that Letty did that," Leon said shaking his head. "What was she so mad at you for?" Leon asked Bree.

"She still thinks that I'm sleeping with Dom," Bree said rolling her eyes.

"Well are-." Leon started to ask but stopped at the death glare that Bree sent his way.

"I swear that if you finish that sentence you'll regret it," Bree said, squinting her eyes.

"New subject please?" Mia said and Bree sent her a grateful smile.

"You want to go find her?" Vince asked Dom.

"No. I can't face her right now," Dom said still cradling his head in his hands.

"You want me to go?"

"No. She probably went to her sisters' and you know she doesn't exactly like us over there," Dom said with a sigh. "I'm going to go for a drive, try to figure out what to do," he said getting up. He grabbed his keys and then went over to Mia. "You okay?"

"I'll be fine Dom," Dom nodded okay and then gave her a kiss on the forehead before leaving out the front door.

Bree was still up watching TV when Dom came home that night. It was about midnight when he slipped in and pulled off his jacket.

"You hungry?" Bree asked looking up from her spot on the couch.

"Yeah," he said hanging up his jacket.

"Come on," Bree got up from the couch and Dom followed her into the kitchen. Bree pulled out the plate of food from the oven and set it on the counter. Dom reached for the plate but was stopped as Bree grabbed his hand.

"What did you do?" she asked as she caught his other hand and studied his cut knuckles.

"Nothing," Dom growled before starting to pull his hands free. Bree tightened her grip on them, surprising Dom with her strength but an extra hard tug pulled them free. Bree glared at him before disappearing from the room. Dom breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed a fork, and began to eat when Bree came back in.

"Nuh uh, you're not eating with hands like that, now hold them over the sink," she said as she set the first aid kit next to the sink. Dom looked at her with a 'you going to make me' look. "You want me to go wake Mia because I'm guessing she'd have a bigger fit over this than me."

Dom shook his head at her and then grudgingly put his hands over the sink. "Wash them first," she instructed as she opened the kit and took out the hydrogen peroxide. Dom held his hands over the sink as Bree carefully poured some of the disinfectant over his cuts. They fizzed and bubbled and she cleaned them until it stopped. She grabbed a paper towel, dabbed at his cuts, and re-examined them.

"I think you have a piece of rock in this one," Bree said as she pulled his hand closer to her face and Dom could feel her warm breath against his skin. He watched as she dabbed at his cut.

"What are you doing?" He asked as she tossed the paper towel into the garbage and rummaged though the first aid kit.

"Looking for these," she said holding up a pair of medical tweezers.

"It's okay, it's just a rock," Dom said as she re-gripped his hand and tilted it.

"Yes, and it's a little rock that needs to come out," she said as she concentrated. Dom felt a twinge of pain and watched as Bree pulled back the tweezers.

"You get it?"

"I got it," she said with a smile and threw the rock away. She grabbed both of his hands and looked at his hands.

"Mia okay?"

"Mia is fine," Bree said as she trailed a finger around his cut. "So what was this all about?"

"Just got angry and the closest thing was a wall," Dom said looking down at Bree. Her eyes held concern for him and her finger was still tracing around his cut, making his hand tingle.

"I feel sorry for the wall," she said looking up into his eyes. She gulped and watched as his eyes latched to her throat as the muscles contracted. His eyes flickered back to her face and she noticed how close they were, her hands still holding his. Her sudden awareness of how close he was to her made her skin warm. Dom tilted his head down, his lips ghosting over hers, breathing in each other. He could smell her sweet smelling perfume and he stared down at her. Her gaze was questioning and he slowly moved closer. Their lips barely brushed each other's when the kitchen door flew open.

"I knew it!" Letty said bursting in thought the door. Dom jerked away from Bree and turned toward Letty.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Dom asked with narrowed eyes.

"I do live here," she said with her hands on her hips.

"Not any more."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"I want you out Letty," Dom replied through gritted teeth.

"WHAT!"

"You heard me."

"I can't believe this bullshit! You're going to throw me out because of her!" Letty said pointing at Bree.

"No! I'm kicking you out because of what you did to Mia."

"Mia…" Letty trailed off with a pained expression.

"She's been through enough for one year, she doesn't need this crap from you," Dom said as he remembered Mia's face as he fled to Mexico till the coast was clear.

"Are you even going to ask how she is?" Bree asked tearing Dom from his thoughts.

"How is she?" Letty directed towards Dom.

"Why don't you ask Bree? She knows how she is," Dom said with a smirk of satisfaction, knowing it would bug Letty to ask Bree. Letty fisted her hands and then dared a peek at Bree.

"How is she?"

"Brian says she's okay but she got a lump the size of Texas and keeps getting dizzy," Bree said coolly.

"I didn't mean to…" Letty started to explain to Dom but stopped when he looked up at her.

"You never mean to Letty, that's always the excuse, now get your stuff and get out."

"You're serious, aren't you?"

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Dom said with an impassive face.

"Do I get to keep my job?" she asked.

"You can keep your job, but you won't be coming back here until Mia can forgive and trust you again and until we all can trust you," he said crossing his arms. Letty gave him a glare before stomping out of the kitchen and up the stairs. They heard her open her door and things being thrown before she came back into the kitchen carrying a bag.

"You know, this could all get fixed if she wasn't here," Letty said with a snide look at Bree.

"She isn't part of the problem Letty."

"Oh I think she is Dom."

"Just take your stuff and go, I tired and hungry and not willing to deal with your crap," he said closing his eyes and rubbing a hand over his head.

"To tired to deal with my crap? How about all the times I had to deal with yours? Huh? Did you tell Ms. Priss here about all the times you cheated on me or how about how you almost got us all killed for money or how you almost beat a guy to death!" Letty screamed before realizing what she had just said and closed her mouth with an audible snap. Dom was breathing hard and his hands were balled into fist. Bree could see the veins standing out on his arms and neck. Dom made a move towards Letty but stopped when Bree gripped his forearm and held him back.

"Get the fuck out of my house now." Dom said in a quiet voice that betrayed the anger he felt. Letty backpedaled door and took off into the night.

Dom took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Bree watched as his breathing slowed and the veins relaxed.

"You okay?" she asked as Dom opened his eyes.

"I'm okay," he replied as Bree let go of his arm and he turned towards her.

"You still hungry?"

"Of course."

"Come on, I'll bandage you hands and then you can eat," Bree said grabbing his hand and pulling him back towards the sink.