Okay, so very sorry for the lateness of this chapter. I went to Cali for spring break and then it was my birthday the next weekend so I was very busy. So to make it up to you guys I've written a long update (almost 4000 words). Hope you guys enjoy it and don't forget to review!

"Hey," Dom said, his voice reverberating in the quietness of the shed.

"Hey," Bree replied, pulling up her feet and resting her head on her knees. Dom let out a sigh before sitting down next to her on the couch.

"I sorry," they both said at the same time and then laughed at each other, breaking the tension in the room.

"How about we just sweep this one under the rug and call it even?" Bree suggested sticking out her hand.

"Deal," he answered, shaking her hand and then pulling her onto his lap.

"You talk to Letty?"

"Yeah."

"So how did that go?" she asked, sensing that he wanted to talk about it.

"Like crap. I thought that she'd be better but still the same ole Letty, pulling the same old crap," he said with a shake of his head.

"Hey, give her time, it's only been a couple days," Bree replied.

"I don't get how you can do that."

"Do what?"

"Letty was nothing but rude to you and yet you still hold out for her," he answered, gazing down at her. Bree just smiled at him and laid her head against his chest. "So you want to tell me what got you so pissed off?" he asked a moment later.

"Daman called up my work to tell them I was pregnant, so now I have to go to the doctor and have them tell my work that I'm not. So I can't go to work till I go to the doctor."

"They didn't take your word for it that you weren't?"

"Daman can be very persuasive when he needs to be," Bree murmured.

"Hmm, think I can use my own persuasion to get a kiss?" he asked, tilting her head up and brushing his lips against hers.

"I don't know. Maybe you should try."

The rest of the day went smooth. No arguments, no rocks being thrown through windows. Bree had called the doctor's office and had an appointment scheduled for Friday morning. She set the phone down when a sinister idea came to her. She picked up the phone again and dialed in Daman's work number before she lost her nerve. She waited as patiently as she could for Pam to pick up.

"Hello. Dolce Regional and Clientele. How many I help you?"

"Hey Pam," Bree greeted.

"Oh hey, haven't heard from you in a while."

"Yeah, things have been crazy around here. Listen, a family emergency has come up and Daman needs to take the next two weeks off," she said with a sniffle and a sigh.

"Oh, I hope everyone's okay. Don't you worry your head about anything. I'll make sure everything gets taken care of," Pam said in her motherly voice.

"Thanks Pam."

"You're welcome," she replied before hanging up.

Bree hung up the phone, a smile appearing on her face as she imagined Daman's reaction when he got to work. Oh, sometimes revenge was sweet.

Friday morning the house was quiet. Everyone was already off to work, leaving Bree by herself. Rolling over in her bed, she saw that it was around eight and got up. Once she was showered and dressed, she ate some breakfast before heading off to the doctor's office. An elderly lady greeted her from behind the desk and told her to take a seat.

Bree sat down and idly tapped her fingers against the armrest. The clicking off the clock seemed loud in the quiet room and she listened as the couple discussed baby stuff around her. She scrunched up her nose at the parenting magazines on the table next to her and crossed her leg, swinging it while she waited. The door towards the back opened and the sight that came out had Bree's eyes expanding. Walking out was a wary looking Letty.

"Make a check up appointment for Ms. Gonzales in a month," the doctor instructed to the receptionist before returning to the back. Once Letty had her appointment card, she turned and froze on the spot as soon as she saw Bree. Her chin trembled for a moment, worry plastered on her face.

"Letty," Bree simply stated her name. Letty bit her lip for a moment before breaking down and sitting down next to her.

"Please don't tell," she begged, her hands twisting nervously together, her face pleading.

"If it's Dom's, he deserves to know."

"I'm not sure if it is his," she said in a quiet, guilty voice. "That's why I don't want him to know, at least not yet," she replied as she stared down at her hands. "What about you? What are you doing here?"

"Remember that ex I told you about? He called up my work and said I was pregnant. I'm here to prove that I'm not."

"Oh."

They both sat in silence for a moment before Bree spoke up.

"I won't say anything."

"Thank you. And I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything I said or did. I was just looking for a way out and you were there," she said, her head bowed down.

"So you started something with me as a way to get out?" Bree asked incredulously.

"Yeah?" Letty said glancing up for a sec. Bree gave a heartless laugh and turned away. "For what it's worth, I am sorry. It's just really hard and I didn't know what to do."

"You're secret's safe for now. It's not my business to be telling so I won't tell," Bree said looking over at her briefly.

"Thank you. You don't have to and you shouldn't, not after the way I treated you. Guess you are the better person," Letty commented before getting up and leaving.

Bree sat gaping after Letty. Her behavior now made sense but didn't. She was pissed off that someone had used her again but she'd stay true to her word. She wasn't one to blabber, not after she'd given her word she wouldn't. The calling of her name broke her out of her thoughts and she looked up to see the nurse motioning her towards the back.

"I guess I owe you an apology," Lenny said after her read the paper Bree smacked down on his desk.

"Damn straight," she retorted and then smirked at Lenny to tell him she was just joking. Lenny shot her a smirk of his own.

"Welcome back then. You can start back up on Monday. And to make it up to you, how'd you feel about doing some physical therapy?" he asked.

"When?"

"After your classes on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, for an hour or two. It's really good pay," he said, enticing her.

"How much we talking about?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"It's triple pay," he answered and Bree let out a whistle.

"Why me?" She asked with suspicion.

"Guy wants the best, and right now, you're it," Lenny said pointing a finger at her.

"Fine, I'll take it," she answered, the money was too good to give up. If she saved it, she'd probably have more than plenty to rent an apartment.

"Good. I'll escort him to you on Monday after your classes. You'll use room 2," Lenny said handing her a key. Bree took the key and looked down at it. The key he gave her was to one of the better rooms they had with all updated equipment. They were reserved for serious injuries or top paying costumers.

"You sure are making a lot of commodities for this guy. What is he, a local tough guy that got hurt?"

"Something like that."

After lunch on Saturday, Bree found herself swept up to the garage, helping the guys fix their cars.

"So why is it that you guys are messing with the cars when they're perfectly fine already?" Bree asked as she handed Jesse a wrench. The guys frowned at her before laughing.

"We have races tonight," Brian said.

"Races? You mean real, live, actual races?"

"Yup," Leon said.

"On the street? Isn't that, illegal?" she asked, confusion evident in her voice.

"You didn't let her in on it yet?" Vince asked Dom.

"I forgot she didn't know. Yeah we race, we escape the cops, we make money," he stated looking Bree in the eye. Her remembered their conversation about not changing to please the other and he guess this would be one of those moments.

"And you do this every weekend?" Bree asked, her voice still disbelieving. "And why is it that I've never heard of this?"

"It's alright, your just a poor sheltered child," Vince said patting her on the head and jumped back as Bree went to smack him.

"So you in for it?" Jesse asked, excitement radiating off of him. She looked around to see the guys looking at her expectantly, especially Dom.

"Count me in."

Bree finished helping around the garage before Mia finally dragged her out a few hours later, announcing that they had to get ready.

"So what exactly should I be expecting?" Bree asked while they were getting ready.

"Huh, oh, I don't know. Races are something you just have to experience. It'll all be good as long as you don't mind hot guys, nice cars, and some skanky girls on the side," Mia answered, making a face at the last part.

"Fun. So what about cops?"

"The guys usually run a scanner so we usually get a heads up before the cops show. It can get kind of scary though. You don't have to go if you don't want to. Don't feel like you have to go," Mia replied seriously, looking up from the clothes she was looking through.

"No, I want to go. Plus I think Dom really wants me to go. It's a part of him," Bree answered without looking up from the two shirts she was debating on.

"So you and Dom. I was hoping that you outlast his pull for a while longer."

"You worried about him or me?" Bree asked as she pulled on the black tank and began to tie up the strings on the sides.

"I haven't known you to long but you've been a good friend so far. I just don't want to see you get hurt. It broke my heart every time Letty cried, and I love my brother, but sometimes he can be an ass. Just be careful," Mia warned before turning back to the closet and picking out an outfit.

"I'll be careful Mia. After last time, I don't think I could go through that again," Bree said quietly as she fidgeted with the ties.

"Then maybe you shouldn't be with Dom. It kills me to say it but my brother isn't an angel and not always faithful," Mia said with a grim face.

"I've gotten the gist of that but people can change Mia, maybe he just needs a bit of motivation," Bree replied looking her straight in the eye. Mia simply gave her a shrug before turning back to the closet. Bree let out a sigh as she tried to find a skirt to wear and prayed that she was right.

"Come on Mia, Dom says if we don't get down there now, they're going to leave without us," Bree yelled as she pushed open the bathroom door.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. You know that threat loses meaning each time," Mia said as she ran her hand through her hair and then followed Bree down stairs.

"Finally. Took long enough," Dom commented as he heard their footsteps on the stairs.

"Oh quit your whining," Mia told him as she appeared and walked down to Brian. Dom looked up to see Bree coming down, his eyes widening slightly as he took in her appearance. The black tank sheathed her body tightly, strips of skin showing through the ties on the sides; a black glitter skirt fluttered around her mid-thighs and a pair of low, lace up high heels completed the outfit.

Dom appraised her as she finish walking down the stairs and Bree stepped up to him, her own eyes looking at him from head to toe.

"Happy now?" she asked once she looked back up, a smirk on her face.

"Very," he answered, wrapping an arm around her waist and giving her a light kiss. "Alright, let's go."

Everyone files out the door and Dom locked it. He escorted her to his car and opened the door for her. Once he was seated, he started the car and took off, the other's falling in line behind him.

"So are you going to be racing tonight?" Bree asked as she stared outside, trying to recognize where they were going.

"Yeah. I'm the guy everyone tries to beat," he said with confidence.

"No wonder you expected me to know your name the first time we met."

"It's just that I don't meet to many people who don't know who I am. And what about you, drawing a line in the sand," he said chuckling and Bree laughed with him.

"Not my fault you couldn't keep your hands to yourself," Bree retorted. Dom just laughed at her and continued driving.

"So where we going?" Bree asked a few seconds later.

"You know, you ask a lot of questions," Dom said and watched as a pout form on Bree's face. "We're going to the warehouse district area. We group there and then we'll race. Anything else?" Bree shook her head no and looked out the window. Dom flicked a button and loud, thumping music filled the car.

The buildings began to get bigger and darker and soon Bree felt Dom slowing down. She stared out the tinted and watched as a lit area came into view. Bree's eyes widen as she took in all the different cars and people. Cars of every color were parked on each side as their owners showed them off. Skimpy dressed girls clung onto guys as their friends huddled in a circle around them.

Bree watched as everyone's focus shifted towards Dom's car and the groups stared as he revved the engine and made his way through the crowd. Bree twisted in her seat to see the rest of the guys flanked behind him. She looked over to see Dom practically glowing with energy. There was an air around him that made her skin prickle. He looked over to her and winked, a shine in his eyes that looked similar to the one he got when he was working on a car or talking to Jesse about certain parts, but now it glowed brighter. His excitement was contagious and Bree found herself even giddier than before.

Dom finally stopped the car and got out, murmuring a wait here before closing his door. Bree watched as a couple girls flew to his side and smiles as Dom greeted them and then turned them away. He then headed towards her door and Bree waited while he opened it and offered her a hand. Bree took his hand and stepped out of the car.

Whispers immediately sounded through the crowed and Bree self-consciously looked over herself. Dom pulled her farther out and closed her door.

"Don't worry it," Dom whispered in her ear as he wrapped an arm around her. "They're just talking about how I showed up with a hot date." He pulled back and smiled at her. Bree nodded her understanding and her gave her an 'I'll explain later' look.

The rest of the team got out of their cars and another round of whispers began as everyone took note that Letty was nowhere to be seen. Bree finally understood and settled more comfortable against Dom.

Mia came up to them, sensing Bree's apprehension of having everyone's eyes on her.

"You going to be okay?" Dom asked.

"Yeah, I'll be fine," she answered, pecking him on the cheek. Dom let go of her and then him and Brian walked over to Hector.

"So what do you think?" Mia asked as she leaned against Dom's car.

"It's different," she replied, taking in the variety of music and styles.

Bree and Mia had only been chatting for a few minutes when a guy sauntered over to them.

"Hey baby," he said, coming over to Bree's side. "The name's Ian, and what might yours be?" he asked as his eyes ran over her.

"Bree."

"Well Bree, how 'bout you come and hang with me?" he suggested.

"No thanks."

"Come on, you'll have fun," he said as he tried grabbing her arm.

"Once again, no," Bree replied as she pulled her arm free.

"Dom's watching," Mia whispered. Bree looked up to see him staring at her before glancing over at Ian. She gave him a wink before turning back to Ian.

"Look, you might be a really nice guy, but I'm already here with someone," she said giving him a sad smile.

"A'ight, here, you take this and call me up when you're free," he replied, slipping a piece of paper in her hand and then walking away. Bree looked down at the paper and gave a small laugh before ripping up the paper and throwing the pieces behind her. She looked back up and gave Dom a little wave, who was smirking at her. He shook his head at her antics before turning back to Hector and handing him a roll of money.

"So how are you fine ladies doing tonight?"

"Look pal, if I have to," Bree turned and yelled, stopping when she realized it was Leon, the rest of the guys laughing behind him. "Oh Le, you're horrible."

"What can I say, had to get you back for threatening my dinner," he said with a wink.

"You just wait Leon," Bree warned.

"Alright, let's pack it up, we got a race to do," Dom instructed as he came over. The guys nodded and each headed towards their own car, Mia riding with Brian.

"So now what?" Bree asked as she got into the car.

"Now we race."

After a few minutes of driving, Dom rolled to a stop, but this time in the middle of the street. Three other cars were on his left and Bree watched as two girls with spray cans walked in front of them, spraying as they went. Bree looking on in disbelief as the cars lined the road for more than a quarter of a mile. She heard a few horns blazing at the people that cut off the intersection. Bree looked out the window to see Mia motioning for her to come over.

"Stay close to V and the guys," he instructed as she began to open the door.

"I will," she answered, giving him a kiss before slipping out of the car and walking over to Mia.

Bree looked back to see Dom become serious as he looked over his gauges and messed with the passenger seat.

"I thought you said you guys have scanners?" Bree inquired.

"Le has them in his car," Vince said as he stood next to her. "You ever seen a race before?"

"No."

"Then I guess this'll be an experience. Alright, so that's Hector over there," V started to explain, pointing to a guy standing up in a car. "He helps organize races, holds the money."

"So we're just waiting for the all clear?"

"Yeah, and by the looks of it, I guess we got it," he said as he nodded over towards Hector who was waving his hands. The cars began revving and Bree looked at Dom; he was stone face, completely focused on the street in front of him. Bree squealed as fire shot out from the back of the car and Vince laughed at her.

"Go!" Hector yelled and the cars shot off. The cars speed down the road, Dom clearly in the lead. She cheered on with everyone else and watched as they began to disappear from view.

"He's going to win right?" Bree asked Vince.

"Always does."

Bree waited and let out a cheer as Dom's car appeared first and stopped at the starting line again. Everyone rushed forward, congratulating him. Hector handed over a large stack of money that he in turn, passed off to Mia to count. She hesitated as the same blonde girl from earlier curl up to Dom and whispered in his ear. Dom delayed for a moment before shaking his head no and unwrapping her arms from him. The girl frowned and tried to grab Dom again and Bree decided to step in.

"You win?" she asked, looking up from underneath her eyelashes, completely ignoring the girl.

"Yeah, you gonna be my trophy?" he asked.

"Maybe." She allowed Dom to pull her towards him and the other girl walked off, giving Bree a glare before disappearing into the crowd.

"So now what?" Bree asked looking up into his eyes.

"You'll see," he answered before kissing her.

"Corona?" V offered her one of the many beer bottles in his hand.

"No thanks."

"Alright, but it's your loss," he said as he walked off, passing a bottle to Leon and Jesse.

Bree leaned against the post and surveyed the room. They'd just gotten back from races and now the house was partially pack. People were drinking, dancing. Dom was off talking to a couple guys, both Leon and Jesse were chatting with a girl, and Mia and Brian were occupied with other things.

She'd only been here for about a week but she felt like she'd known them for longer. They were an easy group to like and she felt at home most of the time. But with the new job she was getting, she'd be making enough money to get an apartment. She was debating on what to do when a pair of arms wrapped around her, pulling her back against a firm chest.

"How you doin'?" Dom asked, his mouth hovering next to her ear.

"I'm okay," she answered as she tilted her head back to look at him. "What about you?"

"Doing good now."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah," he said kissing her. "How about watching a movie upstairs with me?"

"I don't know," Bree told him, a frown marring her face. She didn't want to go upstairs and have him get the wrong idea.

"Just a movie," he promised as he saw her reluctance. Bree found herself agreeing and followed him upstairs. She hadn't been into his bedroom before and assessed it as they walked in. It was pretty orderly, a guys typical room. She sat down on his bed and watched as he put a movie in before joining her on the bed. He sat up against the headboard and gently pulled her towards him. Bree settled next to him, her head resting on his chest. His arm came around her, his hand drawing little circles on the small of her back.

Bree wasn't too sure how much of the movie she got to watch because before she knew it, she fell asleep.

So you loved it, hated it, let me know. Hope you guys liked the extra long update. I know, guilt can be quite a motivator sometimes. That and I finally figured out the direction that I want to go with this story so I hope for updates more often. Keep your finger's crossed. For those of you interested, look for a Standing update here soon, either tonight or tomorrow.