She was running. Her breath caught in her chest, but she didn't stop. Up ahead, Dom's car pulled to a stop and a crowd spread around him. Letty had been too pissed at him to pay attention and had now missed the race. Running pell mell across the grimy asphalt, she could only hear the persistent thuds of her boots hitting the ground and the ragged breathing through her chest. It was like she had tunnel vision; all Letty could see was Dom up ahead, and all the girls that were now clinging to him like he was a god. That could only mean he had won! What Letty didn't count on was the car that sped out of nowhere, anxious to catch up to the seen ahead.

Dominic stepped out of his Mazda with a grin plastered on his face. The adrenaline was still pumping through his veins as he was surrounded by the crowd of people. As the money was slapped into his hand, Jesse, Vince, and Leon found their way up to him. Dom was still grinning as girls flocked around him kissing his cheek and hanging onto his body. Letting himself get absorbed in the glory of it all, something finally clicked in Dom's mind.

"Where's Letty?"

The guys suddenly found the ground more interesting to look at that meeting Dom's gaze.

"You better hope we find her soon." He growled, making everyone take two steps back.

Seconds later, a screech of tires and a piercing scream had everyone looking back in the direction of the start of the race. Time seemed to slow down for Dom as he watched fly onto the car and then roll across the back to be flung onto the pavement with a sickening crunch.

"LETTY!" Dom roared, and took off in a sprint. His worst fears sprung to life seemed to be confirmed as he grew closer; Letty remained unmoving. Dom slid to a stop against the pavement, feeling his jeans ripping but not really caring. "Letty.. Letty baby." He whispered, rolling her over to see her face. Suddenly he wished he hadn't. Blood was pouring from a gash somewhere in her hair, her face pale and expressionless. Letty's clothing was ripped and dirty, most of her skin was covered in a mixture of blood and dirt. "Shit. Oh Fuck." Dom muttered, trying to determine if he should pick her up or not. Her leg was bent at an impossible angle and she was littered in raw cuts and scrapes.

Jesse, Vince, and Leon suddenly appeared behind him, panting and lost for words.

"Leon, get on the phone. Call an ambulance. Get them here fast."

Nodding, Leon turned around to make the call.

Dom ripped off his shirt and held it to the gash in Letty's head, determined to stop the constant flow. At least if she was bleeding it meant she wasn't dead, yet. "Dammit Let, wake up. Come on.. look at me." Letty remained still, her eyes didn't flicker, and she was barely breathing. A bruise was forming along Letty's cheek, deep and purple. Somewhere behind him, Dom could here Vince getting into a scuffle with someone… but he blocked it out. All that mattered was Letty.

Dom could faintly hear a siren and the following squelch of tires as all the drivers tried to get away from the scene. In one desperate move, Dom tore his father's dog tags from his neck and fastened them around hers, almost frantic that he would lose her. Minutes seemed to drag into hours as Dom sat there waiting with one hand holding a sweaty shirt to Letty's head, the other caressing her face. Mumbling pretty incoherently, Dom couldn't tear his eyes away from Letty's mangled body. Doors banged and boots hit the ground as the EMTs joined him.

"What happened?"

"She got hit by a car. Flew up on to the hood, and then was flung onto the pavement. She hasn't moved yet, or shown any motion. I turned her over and tried to stop the blood from her head."

"We'll take it from here."

Jesse and Leon had to pull Dom away; he was still fighting to hold onto Letty. Off to one side, Vince had a vice grip on the driver of the car that was parked deathly close to Letty.

"Come on Dom, you can't leave your car here. We'll go see her at the hospital, later." Jesse stuttered, trying to hold onto the massive man in front of him. Lights flashed around them from the ambulance, but there was an odd buzzing in Dom's head. It was like this was a dream, a horrible nightmare that he couldn't awake from.

Dom nodded grimly, but said nothing as he turned on his heal and stalked off. Two steps away he remembered walked back and punched the driver with a stomach-turning crunch. "Vince… you know what to do." Dom growled in a low rumbled. Flexing his knuckles, he stalked back to his car parked a quarter mile away.