Here is chapter 15. I'm sitting here at 2:00am…again! Drinking me Horlicks to try an' get me to sleep, lol! I had fun writing this one too. And finally, as you can probably tell from the title, we have a little arrival to look forwards to…hahaha! They're finally here!

Well, other than that, there's not much to say really about this chapter. The next one will probably be out next week sometime and will either be a Lance/Hikaru chap or the Team reunited. Not sure which.

Okey Dokey. Thanks for all you wonderful reviews. Glad you thought that one was funny. This one isn't as funny but lets just say that Dom gets his own back on Letty. Lol!

Well, Happy Reading!

Gem

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Chapter 15: The Boys Are Back in Town.

Dom entered the kitchen several moments after his run-in with Letty, dressed in an un-ironed black vest top and his jeans from the previous day which were also creased from spending the night on the floor where Letty had tossed them.

Six heads glanced up to stare at him as he final graced them with his presence and he scowled as Mia and Frankie sniggered into their glasses of orange juice at his one bright red ear that still smarted from Letty's clip and Donni simply averted her eyes to the cracked ceiling, stifling the amused grin that wanted to break out onto her lips. Tino shot him a sympathetic glance from where he stood pulling on his work boots and Jesse sat on the backdoor step, rolling his early morning cigarette and oblivious to the events taking place in the kitchen as he hummed to himself with concentration. Letty's watch, however, blazed at him, meeting his own irritated gaze head on, tension crackling between them like static. She raised her chin, bold as brass. That was his Letty-never one to back down from a challenge.

"Good morning." he announced with exaggerated calmness, eyes sweeping warily over the four young women sat huddled together around the dining table. Like witches over their cauldron, Dom thought. No doubt brewing up something incredibly vicious to teach him a lesson.

Letty snorted at his nonchalant comment, sitting back in her seat and folding her arms behind her head causing Dom's old, grubby white T-shirt that she wore to rise up and reveal her navy blue and red striped sleep-shorts and long tanned legs. She still glared at him like a hawk, her jaw clenching and unclenching as she considered him from beneath her dark lashes.

The room remained silent until Tino had finished donning his work clothes and stood straight.

"Good luck, Cuz." he hissed in Dom's ear smugly as he moved past, patting him on his well muscled shoulder and turning his head back over his own shoulder to raise his eyebrows at the younger man as he stooped to kiss Frankie 'goodbye'. Obviously Tino was filled with glee that he was not the one in the firing line for a change.

"Yeah, yeah…" Dom muttered under his breath as his older cousin vacated the house, leaving for another day of lugging and laying bricks at the local construction site.

Dom stretched languidly, raising his arms above his head but keeping Letty in his sights from the corner of his eye, just in case she decided to come at him again for another attack. Slowly and cautiously he moved towards them, bending down to plant a kiss on the top of Mia's head and swipe a glass of orange juice from the table top.

"Feelin' any better, Mi?" he queried, giving her shoulder a squeeze as she turned to wrap her arms about his waist and hug him.

"Mia! Don't do that!" Letty snarled, standing abruptly and causing all eyes to turn to her. "He told you to shut up when you were sicking yourself inside out!"

Frankie swallowed with revulsion, pushing her bowl of cereal away from her, no longer hungry due to Letty's vivid descriptions.

"Sorry, Lett." Mia smiled, sheepishly. "He's my brother. I can never stay mad at him for long."

Letty glared at Mia, resting her weight forwards onto her hands which were splayed across the table before her. She breathed deeply through her nose making her nostrils flare again.

"Traitor…" she growled low, part seriously and part playfully at the younger girl before turning her eyes back to Dom and pointing at him. "You may be able to weasel your way back into Mia's good graces, but I'm still mad at you." she declared in a deep, dangerous tone.

Dom grinned wide at her, smoothing his hand through Mia's hair as he moved forwards between her and Donni, resting his weight onto the table top much as his angry girlfriend was. His dark eyes glinted as he searched her face, taking in her ferocity, the fire in her that made her such a fighter and her eyes, normally soft, inviting brown, which suddenly sparkled like embers.

Letty opened her mouth to snipe at him again, eyebrows drawn together into a frown, but as she drew in a lungful of air, Dom leaned forwards further, swiftly and before she realised what he was doing, pressing his lips to hers and planting a large, wet kiss on her slightly open mouth.

She jerked backwards, frantically, her expression changing from ire to shock in a blaze across her features. She spluttered noisily, scrubbing at her mouth with the back of her wrist. "Dominic Toretto, you so can't worm your way out of it that easy! You kicked me out of bed this morning!" she attempted to snarl but her voice came out muffled and shaky as his actions began to have the desired effect upon her.

Dom beamed in triumph as Letty continued to wipe at her pursed lips with her eyes squinted shut, trying desperately and in vain to stop her knees from going weak and her heartbeat from kicking up a notch.

Finally she loosed a defeated roar of exasperation, swiping at him like she had in their bedroom causing Frankie and Mia to duck their heads out of the way. "You did that on purpose!"

Dom was faster, having learned from his earlier mistakes and grabbed her slim wrist, encompassing it entirely in his large palm. "Yeah…And?" he replied mockingly, flashing his broadening smile at her and not failing to notice how the anger within her was transforming into an emotion that was infinitely more fun for him…and less painful.

"And? What do you mean fucking 'and'? And you-" she began to rant but Dom dragged her by her wrist so that she was leaning further over the table and laid a second, less chaste kiss upon her, cutting her off mid-sentence.

It took Letty remarkably longer to pull away from Dom the second time and when she eventually did, her eyes looked glazed and out of focus, as if she was somewhere else entirely or daydreaming and not in the bare wooden kitchen.

"You two wanna take it back upstairs? Some of us are tryin' to eat breakfast." Donni snorted, sending Frankie and Mia into fits of giggles but Letty could barely manage a coherent sentence, let alone offer a smart-assed retort.

"I-I-I-" she gabbled and then decided to cut her losses with her traitorously, inept speech, resorting instead to directing an unintelligible roar at Dom's smug face. She sat down onto her seat with a forceful plop that made the chair rock onto it's two back legs and slam forwards onto all four again, crossing her arms under her breasts and taking several gasping breaths in order to calm herself down.

Dom chuckled out loud and made to move around the table and grab her but a startled cry from Jesse made them all turn their heads towards him, attention drawn away from their games and bickering.

"Jesse? What's up, man?" Letty queried, moving from her seat over to where the younger man sat on the back steps, followed by the little entourage from the kitchen table.

Jesse stood, mouth agape and waved a shaking hand towards the driveway and a fresh cloud of red dust that was slowly beginning to settle.

"Dude, spill!" Letty demanded again, nudging him slightly with her bare foot and Jesse turned wide, worried blue eyes to her.

They all glanced at where he was pointing, to the side of the house in the direction that lead around to the front and the breath stilled in all their chests. Dom pushed his way past both Letty and Jesse, jogging down the back steps and moving determinedly towards where his young friend had been pointing.

Sure enough, scuffling of shoes against the gritty sand on the ground could be heard plainly and Dom turned and motioned for the others to return inside, just in case the visitor was undesirable.

They couldn't have followed him here…could they? No one knew where he was, of that he was certain-well, almost certain…

"Yo? Who's there?" he called, his deep voice betraying a little irritation and booming out around the large house of his cousins.

There was silence for several long moments until the shuffling feet came closer and Dom clenched his fists, ready to fight for the ones that he loved. To protect them from, whoever had sought him out.

Agonisingly time stretched out and even seemed to slow to a snail's pace as the confident footsteps drummed out a scratchy beat, heels grinding the pebbles and stones against each other. Then his long, dark silhouette turned the corner and his shadow blocked out the already scorching Mexican sun from Dom's face, relieving him from his constant squint that he had adopted since he had stepped outside.

He wore a faded red vest that was torn and pulled in places and a pair of loose-fitting jeans that were held onto his hips by a beaten and soft brown leather belt. He shoved his large hands into his pockets and shrugged, almost sheepishly, before stopping a few paces away from the larger man who stood, stunned into reticence. He gave a lopsided, world weary grin, though it was nervous and half hearted. His eyes desperately searched Dom's face for any response at all to his sudden arrival, though all he saw was complete and utter astonishment. He scrubbed at his bearded jaw with his right hand, before smoothing it back through his unruly hair and down to squeeze at the tense muscles in his neck.

"Whassup, Brother?" Vince said finally, opening his arm span as an invitation for Dom to respond. "How ya livin'?"

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What will Dom say? How's Leon? What about the arson attacks? All these things I'm tryin' to work out at the moment so any ideas are gratefully appreciated! Please read and review!