~~~Days before~~~

The house felt so alone without the squeals of Cici's laughter.

Mia shouting at Brian for whatever reason.

And Dom.

The woman sighed

Nothing was the same without Dom.

She thought back on the conversation they had a couple of hours ago.

~~~Flashback~~~

"She read you wrong, didn't she?" Elena whispered

Dom did nothing but stare down at the floor.

Elena looked over at the bloodied tile.

"I always knew….but I never wanted to come to terms with it." Elena said, walking closer to him, setting her hands on his shoulders.

"Knew what…" his voice came out in a deep rumble, his focus still lost in the depths of crimson against white.

"That you still loved her," she said softly, retreating from his back and leaning against the sink counter, "I always knew. But I never said anything against it. Because I know….I will never come first in your heart, Dominic."

He turned his to look at her from behind him

"I've…always held jealousy towards her. Even when we all thought she was dead. I still had that hatred towards Letty. I had finally found someone that made me happy, and I couldn't even really have you at the same time. You never let go of your first love….."

"Did you?" he asked, his eyes glazing over in the thought.

He had never thought to question her feelings towards her deceased husband. It wasn't a subject he wanted to touch.

"Truthfully…..I don't know," she sighed, "what I do know is. That you will never love me….the way you love her."

"I never meant for you-"

"No, Dom," she shook her head at him, a slight smile showed in the curve of her lips, "don't speak of things that aren't true."

~~~End of Flashback~~~

And that was it. She had abandoned the room after that, with Dom following behind her. But they didn't speak of the matter when they walked down the staircase to the living room.

Elena sucked it up and let Dom tend to the woman she had become accustomed to know as, Letty.

The attitude of the woman. It was almost as if Elena were older than the supposed deceased woman.

But of course, that doesn't change a thing in Dom's mind.

He has always known her to be that way. And he'll take her in any shape or way of being.

Aside from knowing a couple of things about Dom from when they met a year ago. She realizes that she didn't really know him at all.

He never told her intimate things such as his parents, if he still had them. He did mention their friends from Los Angeles. Including Letty. But never really anything else.

Now that she thinks about it, she never really thought about it either.

How much did Letty know? Did he use to tell her everything? Everything he never told her?

All these questions…..

She was thinking herself lower by the minute.

Elena felt like she knew more about Letty, than of Dom.

Creeeek…..

The sound of someone opening the front door echoed throughout the house.

She raised her head abruptly at the low sound.

Quiet and calculated steps came after.

Elena stood up from the stool diligently, inclining herself under the island.

"Check the second floor." a man said, then the thudding of footsteps echoed off up the stairs

"The house's quiet, boss…the bitch ain't here." another man said, dragging his feet on the floor boards lazily

"You don' kno' that. Now shut your trap and go look down the hall."

The second man cleared his throat and followed orders.

While the boss stayed behind and made his way towards the kitchen.

Elena squeezed her eyes shut, panic rising into her system.

And almost like a saving grace, one of the idiots upstairs yelled out.

"Boss!, come check this out!," the boss groaned and glared up the stairs.

Didn't these imbeciles know how to be quiet?, "there's blood up 'ere!"

That got his attention as he ran down the hall and up the stairs.

Elena took that opportunity and ran towards the back porch doors.

Opening it as quietly as she could, squeezing her lips tightly. Almost as if that would stop the noise of her shutting the door behind her.

She turned her sights in every direction, trying to figure out how to get out of here.

She crept her way against the wall of the house, sneaking a glance around the corner of the large villa.

One guy was centered in front of the entrance doors.

Elena glared at the man.

He was dressed rigidly. Low rider jeans falling at his hips, a plain white t-shirt twice his size. From what else she could see, a golden chain was around his neck. African American? No…..

Dominican.

What were they doing here?

She didn't give it much thought as she noticed the bald man walk inside the house.

Elena chose that time to bail and run towards her car, opening the door and shutting it silently. Not caring if it closed right or not.

She started the car and backed out of their as fast as she could.

Only hoping and praying that who ever those people were, there weren't a danger to Dom and his family.

Knock, knock.

The small rap on the door brought Letty out of cloud nine.

She turned around and seen Dom leaning over the door frame, a small smile on his lips.

"She finally go to sleep?" he asked, walking quietly into the room.

Letty nodded, "Yeah…she tired herself out."

"I…never knew it would feel like this…," he whispered, coming up from behind her and resting his hands at her waist.

"What…" she tilted her head to look back at him

"To be a dad..," he said, looking over at his daughter with all the love he had managed to have in these last two days he's been with her, "today…when she had me running after her. She reminded me of old times. Back when dad would play tag with Mia."

Letty nodded, an amused smile rising up her cheeks, "I remember…she was, what? Fourteen?"

He smiled, "Sunday afternoon's."

"Your dad would always have his barbeques after church." She finished, neither noticing that they had began to sway their bodies side to side.

"The sprinklers were always turned on so that you and Mia could get wet."

"I always wanted to help you an' your dad fix the Charger, instead."

Letty felt the vibration of Dom's soft laugh as he lent his head back.

He rested his head against her shoulder, his eyes dropping slightly at the dim lit room, "Grease-monkey."

"Air head." she retorted

He smirked, lowering his hand below her waist, giving her backside a light tap, "Let's go to bed."

~~~Next Morning~~~

Letty yawned as she headed down the wooden stairs. Smelling bacon and eggs from all the way upstairs.

"I don't know how you can get up so damn early in the mornin', Mi."

Mia looked over at the still tired Letty and smiling, "I've always been the early riser."

Letty snorted and sat herself across from Brian, "Don't I kno' it."

"Hey, at least it got you breakfast in the morning, didn't it?" Mia grinned, scrambling the bacon every two minutes to make sure they don't burn.

"Yeah….but still," Letty grouched, "I hate being up in the morning. I'd rather eat breakfast durin' lunch. But you," she turned and gave Mia the evil eye, "would never let me an' Dom sleep in."

"Too much sleep is bad for you," Mia bowed her head slightly, "right, Brian."

Even though he was mentioned, Brian continued to keep his focus on the screen in front of him. Hobbs had kept his word and sent them the documents Dom had wanted. Only thing, Brian was barely finding out exactly what these documents were about.

"Brian?" Mia turned and stared pointedly at him.

"Hm…." he droned

"Did you pay attention to anything I just said?" His wife asked, turning her body fully to him. Leaning one hand on her hip, while the other fell limp with the spatula in hand.

"Uh…," he furrowed his eyebrows at the laptop screen, "yeah…somethin' about not liking waking up to early."

Letty snorted in laughter at his answer, while Mia glared.

"No. Letty said that. I was talking about what I said."

Brian tilted his head up in her direction, his eyes still on the screen, "Oh…can weee…talk about this when we take a bath, later. I gotta look at these documents."

Letty's laugh became so bad that her wound started to hurt, again. But that didn't stop her from laughing.

Mia's eye began to twitch, turning to the stove. Ignoring both her husband and the crazed Letty at the table.

"What's with the loud noises?" came from the hall

Brian looked up at Dom, looking at his state of dress or rather, undress, "Mornin'…Dom.."

Dom turned to look at him, a hand behind his head, while the other scratched at his bare stomach, "Morning."

Mia turned around angrily, "Oh, so you listen to him, but not me!"

Brian stared at his wife, "Huh…?"

Letty was still laughing like a hyena. Almost about ready to fall off her chair actually, "Oh my….gooood! That is fuckin' priceless!"

All the while Dom watched Letty. Beginning to question her state of mind, "Calm down will you, your gonna wake up our kids."

Letty stopped laughing as quickly as she had started, "What're you tryin'a say?"

"Nothin'. Just tone it down, your gonna hurt yourself." he said, walking around her, giving her a kiss on the head before situating himself next to Letty.

"Who's laughin' now?" Mia taunted, setting a plate with eggs and bacon at the table

"Not you, apparently. Cause your still serving us our breakfast." Letty tilted her head up in her direction. A mischievous smile on her lips.

Mia just glared jokingly at her, "Shove your damn eggs in your mouth and shut up."

Letty raised and eyebrow at her, "Dang, hostile Mia's, pretty hot."

Dom and Brian stopped what they were doing and turned to look at Letty.

"Wha…." Dom looked at her oddly

Letty smirked in Dom's direction, "What…your sister's good lookin'," she turned to meet Mia's gaze in a joking matter, "I can appreciate good body work when I see it. Especially when I know what's under the chassis."

Dom eggs that he had just forked into his mouth came flying out and onto the table.

"What!" Brian shouted, his eyes opened as wide as flying saucers.

Mia, catching onto her joke, grinned, "Oh, I don't know, Let. I like my girls ready and coated with a good dose of muscle."

Letty chuckled, leaning herself sideways in her chair, raising her arm over the top of it, "Then your definitely my type, Mi."

Brian's mouth dropped as he turned to look at Dom.

Both men taken by surprise at what the girls were revealing.

"Dude," Brian coughed, "your girlfriend messed around with my wife-your sister."

Dom cleared his throat, taking a drink of a glass of water that was already set on the table.

To this, Letty and Mia broke down in fits of laughter.

Leaving both males confused and bruised.

"Aww….what," Mia cooed, "were your big bad ego's hurt?"

Dom and Brian looked at each other quickly, their features turning calm and collected once more "No."

The kitchen stayed quiet as Mia returned to cooking more breakfast. Dom ate his eggs. And Letty just tried to keep her mouth shut.

"You guys aren't the only one's with jokes." Brian said

Dom sighed unbelievingly and shook his head at the clueless blonde, "No. Don't even….go there."

"What?" Brian looked confusedly at Dom.

Mia and Letty broke down like hyenas again.

"You just said you were gay." Dom cleared, not looking up from the eggs he was stabbing his fork with.

"Chief…what the hell was that?" Hobbs's second in command asked, not liking the fact that they had just let go four of America's most wanted like nothing.

"Nothing. Stay out of my business." Hobbs glared, watching but not focusing on the large monitors in front of him.

"Chief…what you just did-"

"Stays between us, you got that, kid," Commander Hobbs stepped towards him, their faces near inches apart, "If you open your mouth. I'll be glad to shut it for ya. You understand."

His second in command nodded furiously, not willing to take on the wrath that was the legendary Commander.

Hobbs stalked seriously into forensics and stood proudly with his hands behind his back. Observing what his minions were doing and who'd he'd attack today. He was pissed off anyhow. So why not take it out on a couple of saps with no life?

"Chief."

Hobbs exhaled slowly, closing his eyes at being disturbed in his time of play.

"What."

"Umm…," the soldier walked quickly towards his commanding officer and leant into his ear, "former police officer, Elena Neves is here.."

Hobbs suckled his teeth, not allowing himself to lose his composure, "Bring her in…"

The soldier nodded, retreating as fast as he could

"Oh, and kadet," Hobbs spoke up, not moving from his spot and keeping his eyes on a scientist who was mix matching some used bullets from a homicide from an hour ago, "do so, diligently. Or else your ass will be in a platter and sent home to your family. Understood."

The soldier stopped, nodded, and turned again to leave the room.

Luke sighed, thoughtfully, 'Now what is it that you want, little lady.'

"Nice to see your smile again, Neves" Luke smirked, grabbing himself a cup of hot coffee.

"Right…" Elena sighed, sitting herself on the table.

"So what's a convict like you, doin' in the pit of the wolf's mouth?," He turned to stare at her, chugging down his coffee in a full swing, "I mean, last I'd heard. You and Toretto were makin' it wedding bells in Berlin."

Elena looked up surprised at her old accomplice, "You knew where we were?"

Hobbs rolled his eyes, smashing the Styrofoam cup and throwing it in the trash bin.

"I know everything you guys've been doing sense the day you abandoned the law."

She studied him questioningly, "If you knew….then why not come for us?"

He grimaced, "Gettin' ahead of yourself, girl. We haven't even gotten to first base yet and your already trying to get me to meet the folks"

She shook her head at his little mind games, annoyed in fact with them.

"Can we stop with your little shenanigans and get to the point."

"I may be corrupt, Neves. But I don't let anyone tell me what to do. I do everything at my pace. That's the thing about livin' in this type of world," Luke began walking around in circles, not really aiming to get anywhere, "Anyone will do anything to get to the top. And anyone will do anything to follow."

"Just like you?" She asked

"Hell no," he scoffed, "I live my life by the second with no regret. I didn't squirm my way up the food chain. I earned it."

"And what is your definition of earning it?" She raised an unbelievable eyebrow.

He turned his head sharply in her direction.

"If I have to take off a few heads from the map, then I'll do it."

She rolled her eyes, 'Meaning he did squirm his way up.'

"But I'm sure were not here to talk about my romantic rendezvous. So, let's cut the chatter and get down to business. Why are you here?"

"Who invaded Dominic's home?"

He sighed, "I have no idea what your talking about."

"Damn liar. You just said that you know everything that Dominic does. And I know you know who those thugs were. Now tell me."

He nodded his head, pursing his lips out in agreement, "Alright, you wanna know. Then here it is cupcake," he took slow strides toward her on the other side of the table, "their after your ex's woman."

Her gaze dropped to the floor. So he knew about that too, huh.

"Yeah. You bet 'chur ass I know. They came here a couple of hours ago, Toretto's not stupid. I'll give 'im that. But that bastard has to think twice before blackmailing me again." He glared, his arm releasing his pounding veins as he clutched his fist in irritation.

"What did he want?" She asked quietly

"A free ticket to a safe haven in the mountains of LA," He watched her from the corner of his eye, testing out the already steaming waters, "he had his sister, O'Conner, their kid, Ortiz, and another little addition to the Brady bunch family."

"I was pregnant, Dom."

Yeah…she had remembered Letty saying that.

That girl…was Dom's daughter.

Her fist tightened and the motion didn't slip past Luke.

Oh no. Where would the fun be in missing that?

He smirked.

I guess he got to play his game after all.

"Dom…," Mia called, walking towards her brother who was under the hood of the Honda, "I need to talk to you about something."

He rolled himself out from underneath the chassis, groaning as he stood up, "Yeah, what is it?"

"About the Letty's necklace….," her eyebrows furrowed at were the cross necklace should be, "where is it?"

"I have it in the duffle, why?" he asked, wiping his hands clean of grease with a dirty towel.

"Mm….When Letty went back to Mrs. Fuentes's house. Did she say anything to you?" She asked, crossing her arms at the question.

His eyes narrowed in thought, "No," he turned around and leaned down to grab a crappy wrench he had found from the ground, "just that she had to get something'. Is this goin' anywhere, Mi?"

"Dom. She went to grab her necklace. The one you've been wearing for the past two years" Mia stated, tilting her head to look at her brothers face.

Dom chuckled lightly, shaking his head at her, "What're you talkin' 'bout."

"Letty showed me the necklace when we were at the Motel, Dom."

"Are you sure she didn't grab it from our duffel?" A smile still on his face as he grabbed his water bottle and took a swig of it.

Mia sighed, knowing her brother wasn't taking their talk seriously, "She told me she's had it sense the night of her murder, Dom."

"Mia…," he turned around to face her, his carefree attitude still on going, "the necklace was inside the Charger."

"Well I don't know," Mia sighed, slapping her hands down her sides exasperatedly, "but Letty showed me the necklace and told me otherwise. Talk to her about it, will you? It may not seem serious. But…"

Dom let out a deep breath, "Alright, alright. I'll talk to 'er 'bout it. Okay?"

Mia nodded

"Now, come 'ere, and stop worrying." He opened his arms to her, bringing her in to a tight bear hug.

"Okay," she croaked, "that's enough pressure. Thank you."

He chuckled, releasing her and getting back to work on the car.

Leaving her to walk back inside the house.

"Letty." Dom walked into their bedroom, looking for any sign of her in the room.

"Yeah…" she called out from underneath the other side of the bed.

"What….," He walked around the large obstacle to help her get back up, "are you doing down there?"

"Stefie…," she sighed, "lost you phone somewhere in the room."

He sighed, "Don' worry 'bout it. I'll get another one," he sat her down on the bed, "I wanted to talk to you 'bout somethin'"

"Hmm," she smirked, "why so serious?"

He chuckled, shaking his head at the Joker quote, "Mia…wanted me to talk to you."

"About…?" she shook her head

"The necklace," he tilted his head in her direction, "I told her I've had it. But she said you showed her you've had it sense the accident."

Letty raised an eyebrow, "Yeah…I hid it in Mrs. Fuentes house. I didn't wanna lose it so.."

Dom lent his head back with a puzzled look on his face, "What're you talkin' 'bout, Lett. I've had it with me for the past two years."

She stared at him strangely, "No….," she stood up and walked toward a pair of jeans that were hanging off a chair, "I did."

She reached into her pant's pocket and true to her word, the silver cross necklace was brought out.

Dom stood up from the bed and made his way over to her.

His eyes squinted at it, "What…."

"What's wrong?"

He didn't answer, instead, he made his way towards their duffel bag on the other side of the room and felt around for the silver object.

Dom stopped short when his hand felt around the cool contours of the cross.

"What're you lookin' for?" Letty asked, coming up behind him.

He licked his lip as he raised his hand out of the bag.

He turned his gaze in her direction, "This."

"So….there's two?" Brian asked, watching the two cross necklaces that Dom set on the table.

"No. Their's only one," Letty crossed her arms, "mine."

"Then where did Dom get the one he's been wearin' for the past two years?" Brian turned around in his chair, looking at them both questioningly.

Dom sighed, rubbing the side of his face, not understanding what the hell was going on, "I found it hanging on the rearview mirror of the Charger."

"Someone had to have put it in the car." Mia said, her eyes looking at the floor, unfocused.

"But who and why?" Brian looked back down at the identical necklaces.

"Letty, how do you know this one's the real one?" Mia asked, her full attention now on her.

"Because, one," she stepped over and grabbed her necklace, "it's mine. I would recognize it anywhere. Two….," she sighed, turning it over and at the bottom of the cross. Two letters were carved in intricate cursive, "I had Dom's initials on it."

Dom walked over to her, inclining his body until they came in contact.

He hunched his head over her shoulder and looked at the necklace.

"How didn't I notice that…." he whispered, wrapping his hand over Letty's. Cupping the necklace in both their hands.

Letty chuckled, "Cause your blind."

Dom pursed his lips at her. Squeezing her uninjured hip gently.

She gave a small squeal, turning to give him one of her 'looks.'

His lip quirked, switching his attention to the necklace on the table.

"Hand me that."

Brian stood up from his chair and gave him the necklace.

Dom took it from his grasp and flipped it around. Sure enough, the back of the cross was unscathed.

"Why was this in my car?" he asked, his eyes narrowing at the now useless necklace.

"Don't know…," Brian shook his head, "Another damn thing were gonna have to figure out."

Brian turned to look at Dom once the girls were out of the room and upstairs.

"So what's up with the documents Hobbs sent over?"

"You go over them yet?" Dom asked, throwing down the fake cross on the table carelessly

"Yeah….but why are you lookin' into that now?"

"Because I wanna kno' exactly what went on that night."

"But I gave you the full report a long time ago. You already went through it. Why go over it again?" Brian stood up from the chair, bringing his laptop over to Dom.

"It's not a coincidence that the necklace was in the car while Letty had it….," Dom leaned his elbow against the table, watching Brian go through all the government files, "Fenix tailgated her in that direction. Someone led her to that house."

"Don't you think your getting way deep into this?" The blonde asked, giving him a glance before continuing on with his task.

Dom leaned forward pensively, tapping his teeth with his index finger, "Look into Fuentes's files. I wanna know everthin' about her."

Brian swung his head sideways, "Were looking into government data base. There are millions of Fuentes's out there. We need a first name."

"Letty said she had left Stefania with a friend. Ain't no way she was friends with an ol' lady. It wasn't her she left our kid with." Dom stood up and marched his way up the stairs.

"Letty…" he called out softly, knowing his daughter was still asleep in their room.

"Yeah."

"Let me ask you somethin'"

Letty chuckled humorlessly, "Again?"

Dom raised an eyebrow, "Yeah. What's the name of the chick you met in the Fuentes house."

She cleared her throat, grabbing a shirt that was sprawled on the bed and threw it into a hamper.

"Monica. Monica Fuentes…..," Letty looked up at Dominic, "what'd you need her name for?"

"Nothin…," he rubbed his bottom lip, "just curiosity."

Letty narrowed her eyes at him. Not believing a word he said.

"Uh…Brian and I 'll be downstairs," he walked out the door, "if you need anything, just call."

"You got it?" Brian asked, typing away at the keyboard of his laptop.

"Monica…Fuentes." Dom sighed, turning the dinning chair backwards and crossing his arms over the top edge

Brian raised his head from the screen, his eyes narrowing in suspicion by the second."What's with the face, O'Conner?"

"Monica…," he turned back to the laptop and typed the name in. Only removing his sight from the screen to look over at extra documents he had with the address of the Fuentes home.

"Why do I get the feelin' you know this broad?" Dom said broodingly

He pushed the enter button and on popped the picture of the Monica Fuentes that he had rendezvoused three years ago.

"Great…." he fell back in his chair, heavily.

Dom turned the laptop in his direction. Taking one glance at the woman before groaning, "A cop."

"An agent." Brian said, looking out the large window beside them.

"I ain't likin' this attitude you have goin' on here, Brian. What the hell happened between you two?"

Brian looked over at Dom, "What makes you think anything went on between us?"

Dom smirked, "I never said something went on. I asked what had happened. Now spill."

'Ah shit.'

"So why does she have herself living under her parents house when she's somewhere else." Dom asked, grabbing a cup of cold water and chugging it down.

"She was positioned as a U.S. undercover Customs agent. When I met her six years ago. Monica was working for a drug lord named Carter Verone. Roman and I went undercover as street racers and managed to get a buy in, into one of Verone's money laundering run's.-"

"What is it with you and being undercover for everythin'?" Dom asked, shaking his head disappointedly at the blonde.

"Hey, it was apart of the job. It paid the bills and got me and you out of the law's crossfire's."

"Oh?," he leant forward jokingly, "and how's that turnin' out for us?"

Brian laughed, "Shut up."

"Alright, so this Monica chick worked for a punk'ed out drug lord. What else?"

The blonde puffed out a long breath of air, "A couple of things happened between us. Nothin' serious….for me. Verone figured us out and of course, the good guys won. Naturally. Verone was sent to jail, while Rome and I made away with some of the doe."

"Huh," Dom huffed, a ghost of a smile on his face, "you ain't as innocent as you made yourself out to be O'Conner."

"I never said I was innocent."

"Right," Dom began walking lazily around the table, rolling his neck from side to side, "so…Fenix led Letty right into that area…no one was around to hear the crash," he turned his head seriously in Brian's direction, "why."

Brian made a three-sixty back onto the laptop, "That's a residential street. There's no way no one wouldn't have been able to hear it. Even if the Fuentes house was located six blocks down. There were houses all along the east coast part of that street."

Dom scratched the back of his head, thinking of what else they can come up with.

"Look up any agenda listings that happened in that area between six in the afternoon, till four in the morning, the next day."

"What good'll that do?" Brian asked, but continued to do as told.

"When you and me went on that run for Braga, it lasted within that time frame. Something had to have happened that day, two years ago. And if I'm right," Dom turned to look out the window, narrowing his eyes at the sky, "then this shit was orchestrated."

"Hey, Lett…," Mia walked into Dom's and Letty's room, her nose scrunched up in confusion, "the house is quiet….where are the boys?"

Letty looked up from the cell phone in her hand. Closing it shut slowly as she stared at Mia, "Dom said they were gonna be downstairs.

Mia cranked her neck sideways at the phone, "I thought you said earlier that Stefie had lost Dom's cell?"

Letty stood up and set the phone on a dresser, "I lied."

Mia's eyes trailed to the floor, back up to her old friend, "Mm, how's your wound feeling? You want me to check it out for you?"

Letty walked over to the bed, laying down on her side so Mia could take a look at it, "Better. Check it out if ya want."

Mia nodded, lifting up Letty's shirt as far as she could. Reaching toward the taped bandage on her hip.

She lifted the edge of it slowly, sliding it off as gently as she could.

But no matter how much deep in pain Letty would be. She would not show any more weakness.

Once she was finished taking off the bandage, she looked down at the still very red and swollen injury.

Mia bit her lip, "Did I hurt you?"

Letty let out a chortled laugh, "No."

The younger female shook her head and looked around the room. Trying to find the first aid kit anywhere.

"In the bathroom. I put it there last night." Letty mentioned, closing her eyes comfortably on the bed.

"Mkay." she got up and walked to the bathroom down the hall.

When she came back, she set the first aid kit on the floor and took out some disinfectant packets, "I'm gonna clean it up a bit, okay."

But she got no response from Letty.

Mia looked up to see why her friend hadn't responded to her.

She smiled, noticing Letty had fallen asleep on her.

"Tch, just like Dom."

"A report of an emergency evacuation was passed on that day. Local police stated that there had been a leak of acid circulating through water pipes and sewers. Residents of the lower east LA area were retreated from their homes until further notice…" Brian read off of an article dated from 04-12-2007.

"Then why was Fuentes there? She's a Federal agent. She'd be the first of the few to know about an emergency evacuation in her area," Dom asked, "unless….she was apart of it."

Brian shook his head, exiting out of the article and sighing, "I don' kno'."

"Don't go goin' soft on me now, Brian. She could very well have been apart of all of this. We ain't rulin' her out just because of your feelings." Dom rolled his eyes, tapping his foot down impatiently on the kitchen floors.

"How does she fit in all of this, though? Why would she do this? What did she benefit from it?" Brian asked himself.

"Only one way to find out." Dom stated, his natural deep voice ricocheting off of the walls

"And that would be?"

Dom smiled, "How 'bout givin' your ol' friend a call."

~~~Three hours later~~~

"You've got a lot of nerve making me come here, O'Conner." the woman glared, making sure to keep a distance between herself and Dom.

"Yeah, well…I thought, what the hell. It's been years sense we've seen each other. How about a little chin ding for old times sake." Brian smirked, leading her towards their temporary living room.

"Do you know how much trouble you can cost me, Brian?" She hissed.

"I doubt you'd get into more trouble then you already are, Ms. Fuentes." Dom leant himself against the wooden wall, staring down at the petite woman with a cold joking domineer.

She turned to glare at him before snapping her attention back on Brian, "Why did you have to call me to my cell phone. Your whereabouts's could be tapped if my commander realizes I'm gone."

"It wouldn't be the first time I've been hunted down by the law," Brian shrugged and turned to look at Dom, "In fact, we just escaped from FED dispatches a couple days ago."

Monica sighed, "Alright. So what is it you want with me?"

Brian clicked his tongue, grabbing two yellow manilas from the table and throwing them at her, "Take a look at these, won't you?"

She shook her head and opened the folder, "What's this?"

"Read the headline." Dom said calmly

She did just that, skimming through the first two pages, "I remember this, the emergency evacuation of '07. What does this gotta do with me?"

"I'm sure you know, exactly….what it has to do with you, Monica."

Monica turned herself around on the couch to see the person who called out her name.

Her eyes widened slightly at the sight of her old friend, "Letty….I thought you were dead."

"Life's a bitch ain't it. It brings back our demons…," Letty glared at her harshly, slowly striding towards her, "but their the least of your worries right now."

"What are you talking about?" Monica asked, standing up and placing the folders on the coffee table.

"Don't bullshit me, Monica. You had this shit all planned out with Hobbs!"

Monica glared, "I did no such thing!"

"Like hell you didn't, bitch!"

Just as Letty made her way passed Dom, he jerked her back. Trying to get a grip of her arms as much as he could, "Calm down…your still hurt.""Fuck that, I want that traitors head through a fucking spear!"

Brian raised his eyebrows at her….creative imagination.

"I didn't do it!" Monica shouted.

"Can you both be quiet! The girls are asleep." Mia hissed, coming into the room. Trying to figure out what the yelling was about.

"Mia. Go upstairs and watch after the girls." Brian said, looking at his wife straight in the eye.

Mia shook her head, "Why?…their fine."

Monica looked over at Mia and then back at Brian, "Ah….so this is the infamous Mia Toretto."

Mia turned to look the strange woman up and down, "Who are you?"

Brian cleared his throat, running his hand over his head before explaining, "This is Agent Monica Fuentes. She was the person that took in Letty the night of the accident."Mia turned to watch Letty's reaction…..

*Singing tone* It wasn't niiiiiice.

"Lett…""Do me a favor, Mi," Mia nodded reluctantly, "scratch the bitch's eyes out!"

Dom held back a laugh, still holding onto the struggling woman in his arms, "Scratch her eyes out? Isn't that a bit floozy for you?"

"You!," Letty turned to point a finger up at him, "Shut it!"

Dom shook his head, pulling her a foot more away from Fuentes.

"Alright, now that this family bit is over," Monica looked at Brian, "what else do you want from me."

"I want you to admit that you were apart of distributing a false report for the evacuation of the lower regions to East LA the night that Letty was accounted for as dead." Brian walked in front of Monica, daring her to say otherwise.

"And what makes you think you'll get anything out of what I tell you? That trail ran cold two years ago," Monica sneered, she then turned her focus back on Letty. Giving her a crestfallen face, "I never meant you any harm, Leticia. I wanted to get you out. That's the only reason I was in on that plan. But then you decided to leave and have Stefania in my care. I made you a promise, and I kept it."

"The hell you did! That pinche perra of a madre you have, wanted to keep her from me! And not only her, but Luke too!," She started kicking her legs wildly, in attempts to get out of Dom's hold. But he had other plans. He looked behind him and spotted a chair. He walked backwards a couple of feet and sat himself down. Bringing Letty down on top of him, "I know for a fuckin' fact that you were working with that son of a bitch!"

"I was working for him, yes!," Monica made her way towards Letty, "but it wasn't to take you in! I told you I wanted to keep you safe. I couldn't let you die on me, not when I needed you to get to Toretto!"

Letty's body froze

The room went deathly silent.

"So….you used me. To get to Dom." Letty said slowly

Monica huffed, "At the time….yes."

Letty raised her head slowly in her direction, anger flowing freely in her eyes, "I'm going to tear you limb from limb!"

"Dom!" Brian shouted, grabbing onto Monica as she made a run for it.

Dom groaned at Letty's brute strength.

Such a little body, but so much power….

"Let me go Dom!" Letty yelled, clawing at Dom's arms that were clenched around her breast line.

"You gonna calm your little ass down?" He asked, squeezing his hold on her.

"Screw you! Now, let go!"

"Wrong answer." He stood up and dragged her towards the stair case.

"Wait! Where the fu-" Her eyes widened as she felt Dom's strong hand clasp over her mouth.

She yelled, clearly angry at being restrained.

Dom just continued making his way upstairs with her objecting tantrum.

Once upstairs, Dom leant himself against the wall of the hall, not once letting go of the bathroom door handle that was currently being punched and scratched on from the inside.

"You gonna calm yourself down?" he asked

"DOM, *BAM* WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU *BAM*. YOUR GONNA WISH YOU WEREN'T HERE!"

*BAM, BAM*

He grinned, "Guess your not ready to come out then."

"DOM!" *BANG!*

He smirked and puckered his lips out in an 'o' fashion. Very much enjoying her hell cat side.

"Isn't he just making it worse?" Brian asked, looking up at the stair way.

Monica was long gone. Having already given them the info they wanted.

Mia shook her head, "Mm no. Letty always use to throw tantrums. Not as much as this. But Dom….always had a way of calming her down. This's a first though."

They continued to stay glued to their spots, listening in on the banging and yelling going on upstairs.

Brian coughed, "…..Where are the girls?"

"Up…," Mia's eyes slowly widened, "stairs…"

They both looked at each other before running up the stair case and into their room where both girls resided in.

What they found was purely adorable.

Stefania was leaning over Cici, patting her back to quiet her down.

Of course, Mia couldn't pass this opportunity to gush over it. While Brian just rolled his eyes and walked back towards the door.

"You got this?"

Mia nodded vigorously, dashing towards the two girls surrounded by pillows on the bed.

Brian smiled, making his way out of the room and towards the bathroom.

Where Dom was still pulling on the door handle.

"Your enjoying this, aren't you?" Brian asked, crossing his arms and grinning at the door that kept on moving due to the banging from the angry woman inside.

Dom shook his head sideways, a smirk coating his lips, "You have no idea."

"DOMINIC TORETTO!"

Brian bit his lip, closing his right eye at the poor abused door.

"Hell hath no fury, like a woman scorned." Brian muttered.

"Tch…," He rolled his eyes, turning his head back towards the door, "my woman 'll simmer in a minute."

Brian looked at the door, "You sure?"

Dom sighed, "Don't you have other things to do?"

"Like?"

The older male groaned irritatingly, "Like looking at the rest of the damn report"

Brian nodded, "I could do that…but this is more fun."

"Too bad for you, we don't have time to mess around. Get downstairs and study that damn manila from back to front." Dom growled

"Can't I watch Letty fight with the door instead?"

"Do you wanna be here when I open this door? Because by all means, you canbe the one that's gonna get his eyes," Dom tilted his head at the door with a smirk, "clawed out."

"UGH! *BANG* WILL YOU LET THAT GO ALREADY!" Letty shouted from the other side of the room.

"Well…..," Brian covered his lips with his saliva, "bye now."

Dom chuckled at his brother-in-law walking down the hall.

"You ready to come out, Lett?" He called out

Everything went quiet after that.

Dom stood himself straight and cleared his throat, "Lett?"

Again, nothing.

His eyebrows furrowed. Worry starting to over take his senses.

He let go of the door knob and threw open the door.

And there she stood, leaning her elbows and back against the rail of the bathroom tub like the badass she was.

All too soon this erotic image of her vanished from his sights. Because now, she had on a look of major PMS.

"Dominiiiic…..," She taunted, stepping closer to her prey, "come and play with me."

He swallowed, not moving from his spot. Completely frozen on the wooden floor.

"You kno'….," she whispered, circling around him seductively. Barely running the tips of her fingers over his neck, chest, and back, "it's not nice to mess with my emotions."

Dom swallowed again, shaking his head negatively in agreement.

"Uh huh," she nodded, rolling her jaw sideways, "then why'd you lock me in here?"

"…"

"Dom…I'm waiting."

"….."

She stopped short behind him, pursing her lips and sucking on her teeth before walking towards the door.

"Think 'bout it." When he came to his senses, Letty had already closed the door in his face.

He shook his head, "You really think this's gonna work on me?"

"It doesn't have too…," she leant her back fully on the door, letting out a breathily moan. Making sure it sounded through the crack of the door, "but I'm sure it'll change your mind 'bout how you treat me."

"That ain't fair." he sighed defeatedly

She stood herself up straight, "Lockin' me in the bathroom by brute strength ain't fair either, Dominic."

He reached for the door handle and opened the door, seeing Letty with her back to him.

"You can't tell me it didn't work."

"Oh, it worked," she crossed her arms, "but it pissed me off."

He raised an eyebrow, chuckling at himself before stepping forward. Encasing her in his arms, "Really? Doesn't look like it to me."

"Just wait, it'll come."

He nuzzled his nose into her hair, trailing it down to her ear, and neck.

"How 'bout we take this," he nipped at her neck gently, "somewhere else."

She rolled her eyes, "Always thinkin' with your other head."

At that, he puffed out in loud laughter.

Brian sighed, hearing Dom's laughter ring downstairs.

He rolled his eyes, shaking off his boredom from reviewing Letty's case documents.

They had confirmation that the night of the accident two years ago was orchestrated. What more did they need? Braga was in jail, Fenix was dead. Monica admitted to her faults, Hobbs is letting them slide. Letty's back and with his niece.

What more did Dom want?

His head snapped up at a new thought.

The thugs.

"Hey…my bad for…making you take care of Stefie." Letty smiled apologetically.

Mia smiled brightened at the sight of her, "No problem. Besides…I'm sure you and Dom used your free time wisely."

Letty coughed a laugh, "Yeah….I ain't sayin' nothing'"

Mia rolled her eyes, turning to stare her straight in the eye, "So…are you two together again?"

Letty stared at Mia with a neutral expression on her face, "What the hell would give you that idea?"

"Letty!" Mia whined and Letty laughed at her expense

"Yeah, Mia. Were back together."

That's when Letty seen it, that small glint in her sister-in-law's eyes….

Oh boy…..

She covered her ears as Mia exploded.

Undoubtedly, waking up the poor baby from her slumber.

Letty sighed, watching Mia run back to Cici's side.

Yet ANOTHER pointless ending. XD But as long as I keep them coming right? :D Hahaha, tell me how the plot is going for me. I had to squeeze in a couple of things and add more difficulties…Hopefully I remember all of this by tomorrow or else I'm going to have to re-read ALL of it…again. -_-….I'm kinda despising the fact that it's soo long now.