Sorry if the chapter seems kind of short. I have finals this week and have been studying massively. I'll try to shoot for a longer updates on both stories for this week. Hope you all like it and let me know what you think!

Bree tightened the last bolt and turned back to Leon.

"So how did I do?" she asked wiping the drops of sweat from her brow. She had been helping out all afternoon, content on being in the garage and around the guys. Working in cars was something she had never done before but she was starting to like it.

"Did better than yesterday. I'd have to say you actually learned something," he teased.

"Hey! Be nice, or you might not get dinner tonight!" Bree shot back and laughed at the distressed look on Leon's face.

"Have I told you how gorgeous you are?" he asked flashing her a dazzling smile.

"Nice try Le but it ain't gonna work," she replied, giving him a wink as she put the wrench she was using away.

"What isn't going to work?" Vince asked as he came over.

"Just Le trying to sweet talk me," she answered.

"She threatened my dinner, what's a guy to do," Leon told Vince, who laughed at him.

"That's why you aren't mean to the woman cooking your meals."

"That reminds me, I should get going. Mia wanted me to start dinner," Bree said looking out the garage at where her car sat. "You take me to my car?" she asked Vince.

"Sure," he answered and was shocked when he felt Bree jump onto his back. He automatically grabbed her legs to keep her from falling and her arms came around her neck. He turned and gave her a quizzical look, trying to figure out what she was playing at.

"Hey, you said you'd take me to your car, now mush!" she said laughing. Vince gave an exasperated sigh before walking to her car. The things I do for girls, he thought as he heard the guys laughing behind him. They were almost out to her car when Dom came up. He had gone down to the store to do some paper work and now was back. His gaze fell upon them and refused to budge.

"Dom, what's up brother?" Vince asked as he began to release Bree's legs but they only tightened around his torso.

"Hey Dom," Bree greeted from over his shoulder, not making any move to get down.

"What are you two doing?" he asked, his voice low and Vince knew that he was slightly mad.

"Well, Leon worked me to the bone," she started and they could hear Leon protesting that he hadn't from the garage. "I was tired so V's taking me to my car."

"So I see," he said. Bree studied him for a second before shaking her head; he was mad. She let go of Vince and landed on her feet.

"Thanks V," she said with a smile. He turned to look at Bree and she gave him the smallest of nods, letting him know she was okay. He then left into the garage, hovering near the door to listen in.

Dom started to say something but was stopped when Bree put her hand up to his mouth.

"V and I are friends and I'm planning to keep it that way. I like him and he's been nothing but nice. I'm a playful person and that's the way I've always been. If we're going to try this out and be together, you're going to have to get use to that. I can't change myself to please you and I won't ask you to do that either. You're gonna have to deal with my friendliness and I'm gonna have deal with your stubbornness," she said with a smirk. Dom nodded his head and Bree removed her hand. "Good, I really didn't want to have to beat you up."

"Beat me up?" Dom replied skeptically.

"Yeah, I could take you. Whatcha gonna do about it?" she asked tipping her head at him, a smile playing on her face.

"What am I going to do about it?" he asked raising an eyebrow. This is what had been missing before. If Letty had asked him that question, she would have been challenging him to fight; with Bree, she was just bantering with him. "I could do a couple things," he said as he took one step, and then another. Dom finally stood in front of her; she hadn't taken a step back. Bree just stared up at him, not challenging but not backing down.

"And these couple things would be?" Bree prompted. Instead of answering her, Dom gave her a sweet kiss, his lips lingering on hers before pulling back. "Mmm, I think you have properly distracted me, but I really should get going. Mia will be mad at me if I don't have something done by the time she gets there."

Dom nodded his head and placed his hand on the small of her back, moving her towards her car. He opened the door and after she was in, he closed it. Bree started up the car as Dom leaned in the window.

"I'll see you later," she said as she leaned up and gave him a kiss. Dom stepped away from the car and watched as she drove away.

Everyone was lounging around in the living room after dinner. Everyone was sated and Vince sat, rubbing his full tummy.

"You know, with as much as you eat V, I'm surprised you don't have pudge," Bree commented.

"I do not have pudge," he said as his hand began to check. Bree just shook his head at him and settle back down next to Dom on the couch. The sound of glass breaking shocked them all and they all ducked down, Mia letting out a little scream as Brian covered her. They heard the screeching of tires driving away and Vince, being closet to the window, looked out but didn't see anything.

Bree climbed out from the protection Dom's arms gave and walked over to grab the object that had come sailing in. She gingerly picked up the rock and pulled out the paper from underneath the strings. She unfolded it and read it: Watch yourself bitch. The paper was snatched out of her hands by Dom, who read it, his expression darkening. Bree fisted the rock in her hand, her mouth set in a thin line.

"What the hell was that?" Vince asked. Dom passed him the paper and he read over it. "Who the hell is this from?"

"From my ex," Bree answered, her anger was almost palpable. She watched as a shaken Mia came back in and began to sweep up the broken glass, Brian helping her. "I'll pay for a new window," she told Dom before turning and heading towards the door.

"Where are you going?" he questioned as he went after her.

"I'm going to go return the favor," she said as she took out her keys.

"No."

"What?" she asked with wide eyes, ready to turn her anger on him for trying to stop her.

"We'll take mine, he won't recognize it," he said pulling out his own keys. They guy had no right to come and destroy his property and Dom was going to help settle the score. They both got into his car and Dom followed her direction.

"Stop here," Bree said and Dom pulled over to the curb. They watched as a Saab parked on the street across from them. A very smug looking Daman got out, locking the car before disappearing inside the apartment complex. Bree began to get out of the car but was stopped by Dom's hand on her arm.

"Wait a few minutes. Let him get settled and then we'll do it," he said and Bree nodded in understanding. They sat quietly in the car for a few minutes before Dom released her hand and nodded for her to go.

Bree crept out from the car, making sure to leave the door open. Keeping to the shadows, she got as close as she dared before throwing the rock. It hit its mark and smashed into the front windshield, making cracks spider web through it. Bree dashed back to Dom's car as the alarm system began to go off and closed her door, both of them ducking low in their seats.

Bree saw the lights in the apartment turn on again and watched as Daman came flying out the building, clad in only a pair of boxers. He took one look at his car and let out a string of curses as Dom and Bree watched with grins.

"God damnit Bree. You bitch. I know you're still out there and I'm gonna find you and make you pay," he yelled. Someone from another apartment opened their window and stuck their head out.

"Shut up man! People are trying to sleep around here. You know, some of us have work tomorrow. So shut off your car and get some damn clothes on before I call the cops!" the man shouted before closing his window and replacing the curtains. Daman flipped off the closed window before looking up to his apartment window. Bree could see Trisha and watched as she dropped him down his keys and Daman shut off the alarm. He threw out a glare before returning back to the apartment.

He opened the apartment door and slammed it shut behind him, making Trisha jump.

"You okay?" she asked but Daman completely ignored her question.

"That bitch freakin' broke my window. I bet you she threw the same rock I did. I can't believe her. She should be crawling back to me," Daman ranted unaware of the hurt expression on Trisha's face.

"Why don't you just leave her alone? I mean she seemed like she doesn't want anything to do with you and plus you have me," she said and then began to cower under the murderous look Daman gave her.

"I don't care. I was the one who should have decided when we were done, not her."

"What are you going to do?" Trisha asked, scared for the first time over the way he was acting.

"I'm going to make her pay," he answered with an evil smile.

Dom eased the car into the driveway and turned to Bree. He chuckled softly as he saw her sleeping. Slipping out of the car, he opened her door quietly and scooped her out. Bree stirred a bit but didn't wake up as her arms wrapped around his neck, as if sensing that she was being carried. Dom closed the door with his hip and walked up to the house. Mia held the door open for him and stepped aside as he came through.

"What," Vince began to ask but stopped as Dom shook his head and then nodded down to Bree.

Dom journeyed up the stairs and headed towards her room. The door was slightly open and he pushed it the rest of the way with his elbow and kicked it close behind him. He laid her down on her bed, trying not to jar her too much. Pulling off her shoes, he pulled out the blankets from underneath her; he covered her up and was stunned when her hand latched onto his.

"Would you stay with me tonight?" she asked dropping all pretenses. "I just don't want to be along tonight."

"Sure," he answered as he slipped off his shoes. He pulled off his shirt and debated about taking off his pants but knew he wouldn't be able to sleep with them on and so off they went. He walked over to the other side of the bed and got in, remembering the last time he had held Bree while she slept. Bree cuddled up to his side, her head resting on his chest.

"Thank you," she whispered.

"For what?" he asked and Bree could feel the vibrations of his voice through his chest.

"For helping and for staying with me tonight."

"You're welcome. Now go to sleep," he ordered, pressing a kiss on the crown of her head. Bree let out a deep sigh and then fell asleep.

Dom watched her for a while, enjoying the angelic quality she had when she was asleep. He carefully wrapped an arm around her and was pleased when she pressed herself closer to him. She was so different and yet so alike to Letty.

God, Letty. He hadn't thought of her in a while. He wondered how she was doing. So much had changed, it seemed like years. He made a mental note to call Letty tomorrow and see how she was. He knew that he was supposed to be thinking about what was going on between Letty and him and what was going to happen but honestly, he didn't know. He had no clue where things were going.

For just a second, he thought that maybe it had been a bad idea to get with Bree but when she subconsciously pressed a kiss to his chest, the thought left as quickly as it had came. He supposed it had a lot to do with his dad dying. That had been the hardest lesson in his life but it had shown him a lot of things. It made him learn that life was short and you had to live life to its fullest. Take the opportunity when it was presented and make the best of it.

He had screwed up a lot of things in his relationship with Letty: the fighting, the cheating. Staring down at Bree, he promised himself that it would be different this time, that he would make his dad proud. With that last thought in mind, he kissed her forehead before joining her and sleeping.