Author's Note: Okay guys, here's the third chapter! This one is cute and a bit light. A bit of Letty/Jack interaction here. Some discussion about family. Not too heavy. Still pretty optimistic. I have to thank karikocha for her help with this chapter! Couldn't have done it without her help. Thanks for following and reading guys! I hope you enjoy.

Week Four – Year One

Letty was stretched out on the couch, debating between taking a quick nap or making herself some coffee when Mia wandered into the room.

"Hey," her friend said, tucking her car keys into the purse she had slung over her shoulder. "I really need to run to the bank and get gas in my car. Would you mind watching Jack for me?"

She sat up, frowning at the other woman. "Mi are you serious? I don't know anything about kids."

"He just went down for his nap," Mia went on, locating her cell phone on top of one of the shelves. "He should sleep till Brian and Dom get back from the store. It's no big deal, honestly."

"Mia…" she began to protest.

"If he wakes up he'll let you know what he wants. You don't need to know anything special, I promise." She smiled. "Please, I just really need to get out of the house and run some errands without dragging him around and waking him from his nap."

"Fine, fine," Letty finally relented, waving the other woman away. "Get out of here before I change my mind then."

"You're the best!" Mia called as she went out the door.

"You'd better just hope I don't break your kid," Letty muttered in return, flopping back on the old couch for long moments.

After about five minutes she let out a sigh and pushed herself to her feet. Might as well grab that coffee… she didn't imagine she'd be able to catch a nap now.

She was settling down on the couch with a steaming cup, thinking she might just make it till the boys got back, or maybe even Mia, when a little voice drifted down the stairs.

"Maaaaaaaaaamaa!" she heard, and took one longing look at her untouched coffee before standing.

She took the steps two at a time, pushing open the door to Jack's room, which Mia had left ajar. He was standing up in his crib, room dim and shades pulled shut. His chubby hands held to the railing, keeping him up as he blinked over at her. Probably confused as hell.

"Yeah, kid, I dunno what I'm doing here either," she murmured, coming to stand in front of him. But it seemed Jack wasn't shy, releasing the edge of the crib with one hand to grab at her, wobbling on his feet. He was crawling these days, but not yet standing on his own and she had to admit she kind of liked watching him explore the world around him.

He was a cute kid, taking mostly after Brian with all that blonde hair and pale complexion. But his big baby eyes were the same dark color as Mia's.

Sighing, Letty lifted him from the crib. Mia had foisted him off on her sometimes in the kitchen, but she'd never been left alone with him.

"I don't think you finished your nap there, Jack," she said, settling him against her hip. "Why are you awake?"

He only grinned at her before shoving one of his chubby hands into his mouth and Letty shook her head. "Charming," she said, but couldn't help but laugh. "Well… thank god it doesn't seem like you need your diaper changed, so let's head downstairs and see if you get sleepy again."

Jack seemed okay with this because even though he didn't say anything… she was pretty sure Mama and Dada was the extent of his vocabulary these days, he babbled at her from around the hand still jammed in his mouth.

Once downstairs she set him down on the living room floor and went to the basket of baby toys Mia kept stashed down there. Jack crawled after her, diaper rustling as he scooted hurriedly across the carpet and she turned to look down at him.

"Hey Jack you want one of your toys?" she asked, flipping open the top of the basket. "How about one of your cars eh?" she asked, grinning at him as she reached for the little black Charger. Brian would kill her if he saw that, but she knew which one was the better car.

Jack was already pulling himself to his feet, little fingers digging into her jeans and hauling his butt up off floor. Head tilted back he looked up at her, hands grabbing at her pants and tugging. Arching a dark brow, Letty leaned down to offer him the car.

"Here you go."

Jack's little fingers closed around the toy as he looked at it curiously, plopping back heavily on his diapered butt and releasing her from his grasp. He shook it in the air, bouncing excitedly as he babbled and she laughed, shaking her head.

"Yeah, you got plenty of time to learn how that works, kiddo. But it's pretty cool isn't it?"

There was something refreshing about spending time with the baby. She knew he hadn't been a part of her life before she'd lost her memories. So they were both getting to know each other for the first time. He couldn't exactly expect her to be a certain way, or remember certain things, after all. Interrupting her thoughts, Jack tugged at her pant leg once again and Letty crouched down in front of him. He held out the car to her and she took it.

"Don't you want to play?" she asked, but he was reaching for her with both hands. She'd seen him do that before. Usually when he wanted to be picked up.

Setting the toy on the coffee table, Letty reached out to lift him into her arms. Jack snuggled easily against her, and she had to marvel for a moment that this little person wasn't wary of her. Up until a month ago she hadn't even been a part of his life. But she supposed when your life was less than a year, a month was a pretty good chunk of time. Curling one arm against his little back she stood.

"You ready to go back up to bed?" she asked, but Jack had a strong grip on her shirt and she was going to bet he wouldn't be letting go anytime soon. "Okay… so clingy-mode it is." Letty sighed and circled around to the couch. "How about we take a little rest on the couch here and see if you start to get ready for that nap…"

Settling down on the cushions, she rearranged Jack on her lap and reached for one of the auto magazines scattered across the coffee table. Sunlight was filtering in through the front window, and the baby turned his head away, burrowing his face against her shoulder before settling down. She glanced down at the top of his head, covered in feathery soft blond baby hair and smirked.

"Don't drool on Tia Letty, okay?" she murmured, flipping the magazine open with one hand. How Mia did this one-handed shit all the time, she had no idea.

She was halfway through an article about the benefits of engine modding, with the heavy weight of a sleeping child against her chest, when she heard the back door open. With any luck it was Mia and she'd know how to extricate her from the situation without waking Jack.

It was Dom who appeared in the doorway, a look of amusement and something else in his eyes. She couldn't say why but it made her want to squirm. Instead she narrowed her eyes at him and motioned for him to stay quiet when he went to open his mouth. They just stared at one another till Brian appeared beside him. "Dom you're slacking on putting away the groceries…"

A grin stretched his face as he looked over at her, but Letty shot him a pleading look and Brian laughed, shoving a paper bag into Dom's hands. He crossed the distance to her, leaning down to gather the sleeping baby, who had drooled on her shoulder a little, up in his arms. Jack stirred, but snuggled back down in his father's arms, not waking.

"Seems like you're a natural," he teased.

Letty scoffed, wiping baby spit off her skin and standing up to stretch out all the muscles that had been stuck in one position too long.

"Hardly," she muttered. "I just let him fall asleep on me."

"Well you have practice there. Isn't that what you do with Dom?" Brian asked, then hurried to escape the other man's dark look and her laughter.

When he disappeared upstairs, Letty followed Dom back into the kitchen to help him put away the bags of groceries he and Brian had hauled in. For the most part she'd learned where everything went, but Dom picked up the slack where she didn't.

"Where'd Mia go?" he asked.

"Run some errands… bank, fill the car with gas." She chuckled. "Honestly I think she just wanted to get out for a while. Can't blame her. That Mom gig is pretty demanding."

"She's good at it though," he said, closing the fridge as he turned to look at her.

"She's a great mom," she agreed. "And Jack's a cute kid." She snagged the beer he'd popped the top off of from his hands and took a swig before passing it back, grinning unabashedly. "What did you do when you found out?"

Dom laughed. "We were in Rio at the time…" he began, taking the Corona back from her. "On the run. Cops shooting at us. Jumping off roofs." His hand drifted up to his neck, as if looking for something that wasn't there and he frowned before taking a long drink of the beer. "I thought it was safer for us to split up. I thought I could take most of the heat off of them. But Mia insisted we stay together. That's when she told us."

Letty laughed. "Pregnant and on the run. It's hard to picture her that way. She seems…" she trailed off. "Just like any other mom."

"She's got a bit of a wild streak. But Mia's always been the responsible one," he agreed, leaning his hip against the counter.

She came to stand beside him, close enough so their arms pressed against each other. Like in his space was where she always belonged. He passed her the bottle before setting his hand against her hip, arm brushing her back so that she leaned into it, let out a small sigh.

"I don't remember…" she said softly. "That wild streak, or… anything about her. But I feel like we were friends for a long time. I feel like… she's been taking care of this crazy family for a long time."

"That's about right," he agreed, chuckling. "I guess she was ready for motherhood before Jack came along."

Laughing, Letty shook her head. "Well I don't know but something tells me it's a little bit different." She leaned her head against his shoulder, tilting the bottle at her lips until the Corona washed across her tongue.

"Maybe a little," Dom admitted with a grin. "Jack doesn't drink as much beer."

She laughed, shaking her head. It was nice, to feel part of a family, even though it was frustrating to not remember them from before. To have to learn about them through second-hand stories, and things she should have… would have been a part of if she could have. But then there was Jack… who reached out to her without a second thought. Who'd innocently welcomed her into his life. Maybe she'd lost some of who she had been. But she'd certainly gained just as much by coming home again.