Title: Through Another's Eyes

Rating: T

Ship: Dom/Letty

Description: A background, foreground and future fic surrounding Dom and Letty and the circumstances involved in the movie. Answering a lot of questions the movie left open.

Disclaimer: I wish. The things I could do with Dominic. ;)

Epilogue

The red Mazda RX-7 and the purple Nissan 240sx pulled in alongside each other, straight down the middle of the cars that already lined the little cul-de-sac, and into the throngs of people who awaited their arrival. Dominic Toretto and Letty Toretto stepped out of their respective cars with an air of authority that could only be obtained by years of successful domination of the streets. Women flocked to the large man as he headed towards Hector Serrano, but none of them garnered more attention than the perfunctory pleasantries and were quickly scared away by the glare on the face of the Latina woman. And although the eyes of the men in the crowd followed the pretty Letty, they kept their distance and their comments to themselves, all too aware of the large man that she rolled with.

"Yo Toretto. Long time no see brother." Hector called as the big man neared him. "Letty, how's it going girl? Damn you look good." He leered at the girl dressed in her trademark leather skirt, transparent top and chunky boots. A growl from Dom quickly drew Hector's attention away from the pretty woman on Dom's arm. It was incredibly hard to believe that the woman had given birth to three children. She didn't look any different to the 21 year old kid that tore up the streets 5 years earlier.

"How's it going Hector?"

"Sweet man. Your crew not showing tonight homes?" As the words left his mouth two more cars pulled up. Leon Morris and Jesse Cooper stepped out of the cars and headed over to join Dom and Letty. There was however the notable absence of two members of the Toretto crew. "Where's Vince at homes?"

"At home with Mia. She had a baby 4 days ago."

"Oh wow man. That's cool. Send my congrats hey homes?" Receiving a nod from the strangely silent Dom, Hector continued with his duties for the night. "Alright, well let's get this going."

"Hector" Dom stopped him as people started to crowd towards them.

"Yeah." With a jerk of his head Dom motioned Hector away from the crowd.

"This is the last night. Letty and I aren't going to be street racing anymore. We're packing it in."

"What'd you mean, you're packing it in? You're Dominic Toretto, you can't stop racing."

"I didn't say I was stopping racing. I said I wouldn't be street racing anymore."

"Ok man, you got me, what the hell are you talking about brother?"

"Ban was lifted. We're going legit."

"No Shit?"

"No Shit." The big man cracked a smile for the first time that night and Hector couldn't help but smile along with him. "Congrats man." Hector reached his hand out and clasped Dom's.

"Thanks Hector."

"Alright so why don't we make sure you go out with a bang."

"Let's do it."

"Alright everyone, we're starting. Anyone who's in, get over here. The buy in is 10 Gs."

The crowd quickly moved in toward the two men. There were few takers, but finally after a few minutes of shouts and a lot of ribbing, the four racers dispersed to their cars and drove over to the starting line. Dom looked down the line of cars from his usual place on the far right end of the line up. Edwin had joined in determined to finally take a win off the famous Dom Toretto. There were two other regulars that were basically jumping out of their skin at the chance to share the streets with the legend in the red Mazda.

The regular crowd of people lined the street waiting for the go ahead from Leon. Dom took his eyes off the road in front of him and scanned the side lines. His eyes fell almost immediately on the person he was looking for. His wife. She stood there with her arms crossed over her chest looking decidedly bored. He knew different however. He knew that her mind was running a mile a minute. Reciting prayers in Spanish that mama had taught her a long time ago and imagining the end of the race. It was her little ritual, her own little superstition. She pictured the entire race in her mind, all in incredible detail, right down to the last rev of the engine as it slowed after passing the finish line. A part of her, however irrational she knew it to be, felt that if she didn't picture the race ending safely than something would go horribly wrong.

Dom knew all this because late one night when they were younger, Letty and he had been lying in bed and she told him. Basking in the afterglow she'd laid her head on his chest and he'd asked her what she thinks about when she watches the races. She told him without hesitation and described everything in the same impeccable detail that she imagined it. And he was in awe of her for what was not the first time and most definitely not the last.

She must have felt his eyes on her because her head turned slowly toward him and their eyes locked. The look on her face did not waver, the same blank expression remaining despite the smouldering fire that so clearly raged in her eyes. Then suddenly he caught it. The sly little wink of her eye. She was telling him in her own little way that she'd kept her end of the bargain.

Letty's little ritual had ended up being his too. He always wanted to know that she had recited her prayers and pictured the race before he put his foot on the gas. Like some equally irrational part of him believed that it was her that always got him over the line in one piece. That without her he would not only lose, but may not finish at all.

Dom shook his head to dislodge the serious thoughts that had suddenly entered his mind. Actually, if he were being honest with himself, his head had been full of nothing but serious notions all day. He'd been determined to make this last race count. To make it stand out. To make sure that every racer on the streets remembered the name Dominic Toretto. But now that he sat behind the wheel, his foot resting lightly on the gas and the loud musical blaring through the speakers all he wanted was to have fun. Win or lose he was going to enjoy his last race on the streets.

The light they were waiting for went orange, and his hands gripped the steering wheel a little tighter. Finally he saw the flicker of light that let him know it was turning to red and with a speed that none of the regulars could understand Dominic Toretto was off down the street.

He took his time, allowing the other three drivers to stay in line with him for a few seconds before the finish line became clear and everything else disappeared. This is what he loved, this moment. The few precious seconds between the car and the finish. With one last gear shift and his foot pushed as far down as was possible Dom's car flew past the others and easily crossed the finish line first.

As cheers erupted around the street Dom slowed the car down and turned to head back. He ignored the people that were gathering around his car as he completed his own little post race ritual. He'd never admit it to anyone other than Letty but he always took a moment to say thank you for surviving. You didn't live the lives they had without obtaining a very real sense of mortality. Every day you woke up and every night you went to sleep was a blessing. Cause at any moment, for any number of reasons it could all be taken away. Dominic was grateful that this wasn't that moment.

Dom stepped out of the car and was surrounded by congratulations from both familiar and unfamiliar faces; Dom graciously accepted their kudos all the while scanning the sea of faces for one in particular. He found her standing beside Leon and Jesse just waiting. Waiting for him with a small smile on her face and a great pull in her eyes that had him moving toward her in an instant. He tried to keep his gate even and steady as not to run to his girl in front of all these people but by the time that he was mere steps away he didn't have to worry about pretences anymore. Letty dove at him wrapping her arms around his neck and whispering in his ear that she was proud of him.

"Yo, Listen up." Hector's voice rang through the crowd and Dom pulled, reluctantly, away from Letty to look at his old friend. "This is Toretto's last night with us lowly street racers before he goes legit." There was a definite hush in the crowd at Hector's words. "So everyone pack it up back to mine, we're going to give him one hell of a night to remember us all by."

With an almighty cheer the throngs of people ran toward their respective cars and tore off down the street leaving Dom smiling at Hector.

"I didn't know you cared Hec."

"Yeah yeah, can it. I'm just hoping to butter you up so you can get me on the professional circuit hey homes." Hector grinned before getting in his own car and leaving with a squeal of tires.

Dom turned to Letty as the two stood alone on the now empty street. He wrapped his arms around her waist and smiled as hers automatically snaked up around his neck and traced little circles there.

"So what do you think Mrs Toretto, should we make an appearance at this party?"

Letty smiled as she went along with one of Dom's favourite games. "Well since you're the guest of honour, I think we better Mr Toretto."

"We do have children to get home to." Dom stated in his most serious voice and Letty had to stop herself from busting out laughing. As it was she had to drop her head to regain her composure.

"That's true, but I don't think one last night of debauchery with the guys will hurt." Letty looked back up at her husband and smirked.

"I'm willing to risk it if you are."

"Haven't you learnt yet Toretto…? I'll always stick by your side." Letty whispered with a soft, genuine smile. The game had stopped. She meant it. She'd follow him anywhere because she new that he'd follow her too. They'd always stick by each other. They could count on that.

Dom leaned in and gave Letty a decidedly passionate kiss, leaving her breathless when he finally dragged his lips from hers. He pulled her body flush against his own as he engulfed in her his big arms, closing his eyes as he felt her tighten her arms around him.

"I love you." He whispered in her ear, his voice deep and husky and for a moment they both thought about blowing off the party to go park somewhere secluded and private. But they had an obligation to their friends.

"I love you too." Letty whispered indulging herself in one more moment of bliss wrapped in her husband's arms before they had to leave.

They'd attend this party. The last party with these people they'd ever go to. Cause they were a family now, and they had to lead their children by example. No more off the books deals, no more trucks, no more street racing. It was all legit now. And both Dom and Letty found themselves more excited about cars and racing than they had been since the whole incident with Tran and the trucks began.

After all, racing was in them, they bled oil. But now they drove for all the right reasons.

The End…

A/N: Thank you so much to everyone who read and reviewed this fic. To those who followed it all this time and never gave up on me. I loved hearing from you all and I hope that this humble little fic of mine was everything you hoped and deserved it to be.

Your support and wonderful, kind words were always greatly appreciated and humbly accepted in awe. I can never thank you all enough. I only hope that I have done you all justice in the ending I have given our favourite racing team.

Thank you,

Ally