Dom stood still for a moment, the spot where she had kissed him still warm. He shook himself out of his daze, a small smile on his face as he got into the car. Bree was still sniffling lightly but looked better. The drive back to the garage was quiet and Bree spoke up when they were a few minutes away.

"Did you figure out what to do with Letty?" she asked cautiously. Dom almost cursed and his grip on the steering wheel lightened marginally. He had completely forgotten about Letty with everything that had happened in the short while. He had been so focused on Bree that Letty seemed to float away. Now it was all being thrown back into this face and he fought to keep his frustration at the situation down.

"Not really, what do you think?" he asked, glancing over at her.

"I don't know if you should be asking me," she replied with a chuckle. Dom gazed over at her, his face telling her that he was serious. "I think I would tell Letty to take a break for a while and get her head straightened out. Do some growing up." Dom nodded his head and continued to drive. They pulled up the shop and exited the car.

"Thanks for not letting me do something stupid," Dom said pausing at the door.

"I think I should be saying that," Bree answered back and Dom chuckled. Everyone was working when they entered the garage and the guys poked their head up and greeted them. Letty was out from underneath the car she was working on before they had made it a few steps inside.

"We need to talk," she said to Dom, ignoring Bree completely. Dom shook his head and then headed to his office, Letty following him. She closed the door behind her and leaned against it.

"What the hell were you thinking?" Dom asked before she could say anything. "Have you seen Jesse?"

"Yeah. I don't know what to tell you and I don't know what to say that's going to make things right again. Things have been different ever since the trucks. Don't even say they haven't when they have," she said when she saw Dom open his mouth to protest.

"Fine, so they've been different but we got through it; we dealt with it. What I don't get it why you think you can go around hurting everyone like it's nothing," he said as he came and stood in front of her.

"It's not like I'm purposely doing it. I just need to go. I need to leave and deal with all of this on my own. Get past this and get my shit in order."

"Let-."

"No Dom. I made up my mind. I don't want to leave but I have to. I have to do this for me," she said with resolve. Dom brought his hand up and cradled the side of her face.

"If you really want to do it, then I won't stop you," he replied, his voice low.

"Thank you," she said her eyes searching his. Dom pulled her face towards him and kissed her, a slow, final kiss. It felt different than other times; there was no passion behind it, just finality. She pulled back, pursing her lips together, and then opened the door and walked out.

Dom stood frozen to the spot as he watched Letty start to walk out of the garage, no one stopping her. She paused at Bree's side.

"I just wanted to say sorry," Letty said and Bree nodded at her. "Take care of him," she said, taking one last look at Dom and was gone. Bree looked over to see Dom standing still, his jaw locked. She carefully headed over to him, stopping just outside the door.

"You okay?"

"I'm fine," he answered even though his eyes told her a different story.

"Well, I'm going to head back up to the house," she said.

"No!" he almost shouted and Bree jumped at his exclamation. "No," he repeated quietly, "Give Letty some time to get her things together."

"Alright. I'll just go hang with the guys for a bit." Bree turned and walked back towards the cars. Leon was looking over an engine as she walked up to him.

"Hey," she said standing next to him.

"Hey," he replied, glancing up and flashing her a smile.

"Anything I can help you with?"

"You know anything about cars?" he asked.

"Well, no," she answered with a frown. "But I can learn. I'm a quick learner."

"Okay, well see," he said with a smirk.

Dom watched as Bree helped out Leon for a bit before turning back to his desk. He sat down with a resigned sigh, the events of the past couple days wearing on him. He ran his hand over his head, feeling the short stubbles of hair. The fact that Letty would be gone when he got home was starting to sink in. He never wanted any of this to happen. Letty and him had been together for so long, he didn't know how it was going to be now that she was leaving. Maybe he should have put up a bigger fight; but he knew her and she would have left either way.

The opening of the door brought him out of his thoughts and he looked up to see Jesse. He entered the office and left the door part way open behind him. Without any words, he passed him a small stack of papers and Dom looked over them. Bree's name was on the top, along with her picture and information. He quickly flicked through them.

"This is what she was upset about?" Dom asked as he looked up.

"Yeah, she got mad when I couldn't find anything bad," Jesse answered, his arms wrapped around himself.

"How'd she find out her last name?"

"She told me she went through her purse," Jesse replied and Dom almost laughed at her conniving ways. She'd do anything to get answers.

"So there's nothing to know?" he asked waving the papers.

"Nothing to know from what?" Bree asked as she entered the office. Dom set the papers facing down on his desk as if there was nothing important about them.

"Nothing, just talking to Jesse about some parts," he bluffed easily.

"Oh, well, I just wanted to let you know that I was going to head out. Leon decided I wasn't the best helper," she said with a smirk.

"Damn straight, that girl doesn't know a crescent wrench from a torque wrench!" they heard Leon shout.

"Oh quit your wining," Bree replied as she headed out of the office. "I'm leaving alright."

"Better be," he grumbled and then looked up. "So you going to come help tomorrow?" he asked, making everyone laugh.

"Sure," she answered before giving a wave and leaving.

Dinner that evening was subdued and conversation was limited. Once her and Mia had cleaned up and washed, they entered the living room to find the guys sprawled around watching TV.

"V, I'm going to go change and then we're going to do your physical therapy," she said as she walked by. Vince gave a grumble before standing up to go change himself. He was waiting for her out in the shed when she entered; he had replaced his jeans for some sweats and removed his shirt. His eyes skimmed over her, taking in her tank top and shorts.

"Alright, so first we're going to do some stretches," she instructed as she led him through some stretches and then some strength training.

"So you teach self defense?" Vince asked as he worked through his last reps.

"Yeah," she answered as she raised an eyebrow at his skeptical tone. "Why?"

"Nothing, I just didn't figure you for self defense," he replied with a chuckle.

"You doubting me?" she asked slightly playful.

"No, okay, maybe a little," he admitted.

"So bring it on. Nothing's stopping you," she said as she stepped back and raised up her arms.

"I don't hit girls."

"What you afraid I'll hurt you?" she taunted.

"No."

"So come on, let's see what you got," she said and Vince figured what the hell. Standing up, he rolled his shoulders before taking a stance in front of her. He threw a feeble punch that she blocked easily. She countered back and he stopped the punch, feeling the force behind it. It spurred him on and they swapped blows, never hitting but not holding back too much. Vince found an opening and took it, knocking her down and straddling her.

"Alright, so I can admit you got some skill," he said. Bree was about to say something back when the shed door opened and Dom appeared. He stopped when he saw them in their compromising position.

"Okay, Vince off, you've proven you're better than me at fighting," she said pushing at his chest. Vince lingered for a moment before getting up and offering her a hand.

"So when do we have to do this again?" he asked, pausing at the shed door.

"Wednesday." He gave her a nod before leaving into the house. Dom's focus was on her and she stood almost hesitantly under its intensity. "Dom?"

"What?" he asked, his eyes roaming over her for a second.

"I don't know, you're the one that came out and then went all spacey," she said coming over to him.

"Sorry. Just came to work out for a bit. Didn't think I would be interrupting anything."

"You weren't. Vince and I were just sparring and he gained the upper hand. Plus Vince," she scrunched up her face for second, "Too hairy, I don't know if I could deal with all that facial hair," she said, making Dom laugh.

"Vince is Vince."

"Exactly. There's no Vince and Bree or Bree and Vince. Got it?" she said with her hands on her hips.

"Got it," he answered.

"Good, now how much weight you want to start with?"

They returned to the house around 9, sweat pouring down their backs. Dom offered her the shower first and she quickly took the offer. Once she was done, she wrapped herself in one of the towels and opened the door. Dom had just exited his room and stood in the hallway, watching her.

"It's all yours," she said wrapping the towel tighter around her. Dom stepped forward, inhaling the scent of her body wash. He watched as a rivulet of water slid down her skin and disappeared underneath the towel. The pain of losing Letty hung around him and all he wanted to do was feel something. He reached for her without thinking, crushing his lips against hers. Bree willing kissed him back, aching for touch and comfort. Her brain began protesting and she started to push him away.

"No Dom, stop," she said pushing on his chest.

"What? Why?" he asked confused.

"Because you're only doing this because you're hurt and I won't be a substitute," she answered removing her hands from his chest. Dom took a deep breath and stepped back.

"You're right, I'm sorry," he said softly.

Quietly she turned and headed into her room. She threw on some clean shorts and a tank before crawling into bed. She was exhausted after her run in with Daman today. The cruel things he had said reverberated in her mind. Then the whole Letty thing and now Dom had kissed her. Why couldn't things just be simple? Dom's kiss had swept her away, made her feel like she was floating, even if it was for the wrong reason. She had a feeling things were going to get complicated, very complicated.

Alright, that's the end of this chapter. Let me know what you thought!