A/N: Typed in a hurry so please excuse any mistakes.

Chapter 12: Out In The Open

"Do they normally drink so much?" Matty asked Mia, as they leaned against the kitchen doorway. It was another weekend, meaning another race, which of course gave Dominic Toretto another reason to party. "Pretty much," she said, passing her a Snapple and while taking a sip of her own.

The girls watched as the guys sat around and knocked back glasses full of whiskey, not even bothering to grimace at the fiery burn of the liquid. Letty appeared between the two girls and leaned her head on Matty's shoulders. She glanced down at the unopened bottle of juice that was in Matty's hands and chuckled. "You think this is funny?" She asked, shoving the juice into her hands.

Letty turned serious, very quickly and shook her head. She opened the Snapple bottle and began to drink it. "Thought so," Matty said in a menacing voice. Mia looked over at Letty, shocked and spit out the mouthful of juice that she had.

"There's a first time for everything," Matty said, getting a Corona from the kitchen and passing it to Mia. She scrunched up her face and shook her head softly. Matty popped the top off and passed it to Letty. "A hundred bucks for each Corona you down," Letty said, swaying the bottle in front of her face.

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Vince burst through Matty's bedroom door and found her sitting down on her bed. She stood up rapidly, coming toe to toe with him. "What the fuck-," she began to say, but he pushed her down on to the bed with a swift poke on her shoulder. "Why didn't you tell me you were pregnant?" He asked, his words clearly slurred.

She looked up at him with a confused look on her face, forgetting about the lie that she had made up to save Letty's ass. "Mia drank 3 Coronas and she's singing like a canary," he said. Matty burst out laughing and Vince glared at her.

"I feel like I have the best relationship with you than anybody else in this house. You showed me that day that we went to the hospital that you aren't just Dom's guard dog or his little sidekick. That you actually, believe it or not, have feelings and that you can be sober sometimes," she said, a small smile on her face.

He nodded and scowled. "That still doesn't explain why the hell you hid this from me?" He said. Matty walked over to the door and shut it. She pushed him down on the bed roughly and reached underneath the flimsy mattress, retrieving a bottle of tequila. She took the cap off and took a swig, passing it to him.

Vince stared at her and shook his head. "If you don't want the baby you don't have to do this, Matilda. There's adoption and other things but don't hurt it like that," he said, placing the cap back on to the bottle after taking a swig himself. Matty snatched the bottle from his hand and sat next to him, staring intently at it. "I'm not pregnant," she whispered.

"Don't lie, Matty. Mia told me about the pregnancy test and Letty almost shitted bricks when Mia told Leon about it. They automatically looked towards me, like as if I knew something about it," he replied. Matty shook her head and placed a hand on his well-muscled shoulder, thinking about how they would flex if he were to touch- she blinked rapidly, clearing out the perverted thought that was flying through her head.

"Mia walked in on me and Letty while we were waiting for the results. She saw the stick and I took the heat," she said. Vince glanced off into the near-distance and scrunched his eyebrows together. "If not you then that means Letty's pregnant and if Letty's pregnant, why would she want to hide that? Unless she…" he said, trailing off.

Matty nodded and uncapped the bottle, passing it to him. "Oh brother," he whispered, taking a swig. "So who's the other guy?" Without thinking twice, Matty replied with Leon's name and instantly regretted it.

Vince went wide-eyed and stood up from the bed, letting the bottle drop to the floor. "That fucker!" He yelled, making his way towards the door. Matty sprung up from the bed and ran to block his exit. He gave her a look that would usually scare the hair off of any punk that took one look at him, but Matilda wasn't intimidated. She returned one that matched his.

He took a step back and took in a deep breath. "That's my friend since we played in the sandbox, Matt. How am I supposed to ignore the fact that I know that his girl and his best friend are banging each other?" He asked. "Vince, you're a little drunk right now. Think about it, what if this kid is Dom's? Do you want to cause him all that heartache for no reason?"

"This is so wrong and you are not bringing me into this," he said, walking forward. Matty stood firm in her position in front of the door and pushed him. "Don't do this Vince. Give Letty some time to face him herself," she said, pleading with him. Vince watched her and almost felt like giving in, but past experiences had taught him otherwise.

He shook his head firmly and crossed his arms over his chest and gave her a look that dared her to argue with him. Matty sighed and took a step towards him. She held her hands up, a sign of defeat and sighed. "I tried," she said. Vince dropped his arms and his face softened.

Matty licked her lips and took in a deep breath. With as much quickness as she could muster, she reached up and grabbed Vince by the hair, lowering him down to her level and kissed him. As their lips danced together and their tongues melted within each others, Vince's arm snaked around her waist and pulled her body closer to his.

She felt her heart pounding rapidly as he sucked on her tongue gently, his hand massaging her lower back. Matty pulled away, breathing heavily and took a step back, right into the door. She glanced at Vince, who was also out of breath and wondered where the hell this was going.

Within in seconds, they were wrapped up in each others arms. Vince had Matty pinned up against the door, his mouth ravaging her neck, making her whimper. What had started out as a plan to distract Vince from the matter at hand had just turned quiet serious.