[Author's Note: Thanks for all the reviews! I wasn't really ready with this chapter, but since everyone was so eager I did my best to finish it up. It drags on a bit, but it's necessary to the story. It'll pick up even more soon! Hope you guys enjoy. 3]

He looked very much the same as he did last time she had saw him. Years had passed, time had worn on him. But his eyes where the same, that off greenish color, little crows feet on the edges on either side.

"Vince?" She turned from her original path, it now forgotten all together. "What the fuck are you doing here man?" She made her way to her old friend, and pulled him in a half-hug, just like she had always.

Last time she had seen Vince, he had been laying on the ground in the desert in a pool of his own blood. She had never known what had happened to him after that. Brian had told her a couple things, back when she had originally agreed to help them with Braga, but she had still wondered about him.

"I was just about to ask you the same thing." He chuckled, pulling away from Letty and looking at her. She hadn't changed a bit. Still good ole 'Rebel Without A Cause' Letty. He looked around, trying to see if he spotted Dom or Leon in the crowd behind her.

She watched him for a moment, with curious eyes. But her curiosity soon turned to a dull hatred.

"Where's Dom at?"

The smile never left his face as he asked the question. Not until he saw the change in demeanor did he realize that he had asked the wrong thing. He hadn't really put much thought into it. Ever since Letty had been around 12, she had followed Dom like a lost puppy. And somewhere along the way, he had started following her. They where always together.

It was quite obvious by the look on her face, that they weren't together.

Letty rubbed a hand against the back of her neck. She had never thought of a plan if something like this where to happen. Hell, what where the odds? She never thought that someone from her old world, would stumble into her new world. And she sure as hell hadn't thought it would be Vince of all people.

But she knew she needed to get him away. There where a lot of things he needed to know. And she didn't want to have to try to come up with a reason to explain to anyone why this crazy guy was calling her 'Letty'.

"You wanna go for a ride?"

Vince eyed her for a minute. He wasn't the smartest guy, but eventually he figured it out. Something was up. Something she couldn't talk about around all those people. "Yeah. Lemme go tell my boys."

He disappeared in the crowd, and for a moment she thought he wouldn't come back. Thought she was really losing her mind and that she had imagined it all. But as soon as she thought it, he reappeared, slipping his keys into his pocket. "You driving?" He asked with a grin.

"Oh damn right I am. Wouldn't want you getting lost." Letty laughed. Even with the nervousness she was feeling, she couldn't help but be happy. The two walked to her car, but Vince hesitated before getting in. Letty looked at him, then looked at the car. "Don't even start." She shook her head, and slid into the drivers seat.

Vince would harp her about it, there was no doubt about it, Maybe not now, but eventually, he would pick at her. Her car looked a lot like a car he had seen before. Same make, same model. A car that had belonged to his best friend, Dom.

And since when had she started liking Mazda's? She had always been more of a Nissan girl.

"Did you come to race?" It was the only question she could bring herself to ask, as she ripped through the dead street. She wasn't sure exactly where she was taking them, but she was going away from where the races would be. She wasn't prepared to run into anyone she knew, not yet.

He rubbed a hand absentmindedly on his right arm. "Nah. I can't race anymore. My arm got pretty fucked up when all that shit went bad, back on that last heist. Almost lost it. Fucked my nerves all up and shit. Can't grip the gear shift like I use to, ya know?"

The thought had never occurred to her, but she instantly regretted her question. "I tried to get you outta there Vince. We did everything we…"

"I know." He cut her off, not wanting to even think about it. He had thought about that day too many times over the past couple of years.

The car was quiet as the two zipped around the city in the little black car. Letty lost track of where they where going for a while, her mind too wrapped up in the past. When she finally brought herself to pay attention she found that they where near Cider Beach, and she figured it'd be pretty deserted.

She had been right. Apart from the occasional couple that walked down the sand in the dark, she had found a place that they could be alone. Away from any world either of them knew.

Letty climbed out of the car, a brisk sea wind nipping at her bare arms. Vince followed in suit, and the two sat up on the hood of the car. "Where where you Vince? We looked for you, after the heat died down."

He pulled a pack of Newports from his pocket, and lit one up. "I was in the hospital for a while after all that shit happened. When they finally got me stitched back together they sent me up to State for a year and a half. They couldn't nail me on much, not without Dom. So they gave me max penalty for some dumb bullshit. Reckless Endangerment, and a bunch of other crap. Whatever shit they could come up with." He took a long drag off his cigarette. The memories from prison still haunted his dreams sometimes.

"When they released me they told me they didn't want me back in California. They sent me up to New York to my Great-Aunts. I figured I'd wait it out a while then head back out west to find you guys, but one thing led to another, and I guess I kinda got sidetracked." He laughed when he thought of it. He had been so intent on disobeying the FBI. So intent on reuniting with his team. And he hadn't even made it across the US yet. It had been 8 years, and he hadn't even got off the east coast. "What about you? Last I heard you got all fucked up in a car wreck."

Letty shared his laugh. She had only been in two car wrecks. One, back when everything had went south, and she had lost Vince. The other, had been at the hands of Phoenix. She rubbed a hand across the scar on her chest. "Something like that." It was harder to keep her down, then most people knew. She had a will power, that was unbelievable at times.

"I cut a deal with the FBI, to clear mine and Dom's records, and they fucked me."

She didn't have to say anymore. Vince got the jest. They had sent her out there, just like they had sent him.

"I've missed you Let. Missed all of yal." Vince hit his cigarette one last time before flicking it in the sand. "How long you been out here?"

She was silent for a minute. "Three years." Her voice betrayed her, but only a little. Not enough for Vince to read into, not enough for him to know.

He hadn't been expecting a long time. It made him worry, not about Letty, but about Dom. "He's probably just waiting for the heat to die down. They're still on his ass." Dom wouldn't just leave Letty out there. He knew Dom, and he knew how Dom felt about her. Time couldn't change that.

A loud snort cut thick through the air, "Yeah. Whatever." Her demeanor changed quickly once again. She slid off the car, sand flying up in the air with the impact of her heavy boots. She stomped off towards the water, the fresh air calming her, only a little.

"Yo, wait up." Vince called, trailing a little behind her. She stopped and looked over her shoulder. It took him only a second to catch up with her. "Me and the crew are heading out to California in a couple of days. Making a big road trip out of it. Going out for Race Wars. You should come."