*A/N: So I'm posting the other version of this Fic which starts at this chapter (20). In the old version, Letty lost the baby. She's still carrying the baby in this one. This version is on-going. Enjoy!
Chapter 20
Letty eyed the familiar road, the salty ocean air blowing in through the window, hitting her lips. She saw it appear ahead, and he signaled left, turning in.
"What are we doing here?" she asked, raising a cautious eyebrow.
"I thought you said you were hungry?" he replied.
"I am... but..."
"But what?" he said, stepping out of the car.
She sat in her seat and stared at the familiar sign.
Neptune's Net. Their spot. It had been a long time since she'd been there.
He opened her door and waved his hand, "C'mon, get out," he demanded.
Letty rolled her eyes and sighed, stepping out of the car. She followed him inside and they took a seat on the ocean side. She stared him down. Even she wasn't that stupid.
"What exactly are you tryin to do?" she asked, taking a sip of the club soda that the waitress had brought.
"What do you mean?" he asked, dumbfounded.
"Whatever, V. I know what you're tryin to do."
She wasn't stupid. She knew why he had taken her there.
They sat in silence for a few minutes after they ordered. She didn't get much, only a side salad and soup. She'd lost her appetite.
"So," he began, taking a long swig of his Corona, "you gonna tell Dom about..."
"No," she interrupted, knowing exactly what he was going to ask.
She wasn't going to tell him...she was having a girl. They were having a girl.
"Letty...you have to tell him," Vince said sternly.
"I will," she snapped. "Just...not today."
It had been two months since she'd last talked to Dom, since she'd ended things. Vince had been going to her doctors appointments with her. She was finally starting to show, just a little. Today the doctor had asked if she wanted to know the baby's sex. She'd said she didn't care. He told her she was having a girl.
They were having a girl...
Fuck, it wasn't supposed to end like this!
Tears welled up in her eyes but she pushed them back.
"Hey," Vince said softly, placing his hand on hers.
A single tear fell, and she quickly wiped it away. She hated how hormonal she had become. She stared out the window at the ocean. How many times she'd seen that ocean with him...
***
"I think you're tryin to get me drunk!" Letty slurred, laughing as she sucked down the remaining contents of her Margarita.
"So what if I am?" he smiled, ruffling her hair from across the table.
"You gonna take advantage of me tonight?" she smirked, looking up at him seductively, her tongue playing with the straw.
"You know it," he smiled.
"Hey Dom?"
"Hmm?"
"You think we'll be together forever? Like, forever and ever?" she babbled, eyes glassed over, she was clearly drunk. And drunk was the only time she ever talked like that.
"I know we will," he smiled before adding, "let's go home."
With a deep growl and a sly smirk, he snaked an arm around her shoulder as he helped her to the car. Once in the car, he leaned over and kissed her roughly, his tongue tasting every sip of the many margarita's she'd had. He couldn't wait to get her home...and take advantage of her...
***
"Let," Vince tried again.
"What?!" she snapped, her emotions were all over the place.
"Do you still love him?"
"What? What kind of question is that, V?" she snorted, blowing him off.
"Do you still love him?" he asked once more.
Letty glared at Vince. What the fuck was he trying to do to her?
"Yeah, I do. So what?" she said nonchalantly.
Vince was taken aback, he wasn't expecting her to be so up-front.
"Look V, it doesn't matter whether I love Dom or he loves me or if I don't love Dom or if he doesn't love me. It's not about that."
"Then what's it about Let, huh? Why don't you fill me in?" he leaned back against the seat, awaiting her answer.
Letty rolled her eyes, completely annoyed. What did he care anyway?
"We're different people now V," she rationed.
"Bullshit."
"What?"
"You heard me."
"Look, fuck you Vince, what the fuck are you tryin to do?" she was beyond annoyed and ready to go hail a cab, if that was even possible on the Pacific Coast Highway.
"Tell me how your different," he repeated.
"Vince..."
He couldn't be serious.
"You said you're different people now. Tell me what makes you so different."
"Whatever," was all she could come up with.
They were different. She'd convinced herself they were.
"Whatever Vince. Even if we aren't different, aren't you forgetting about one major thing?"
"What's that?"
"Um...Debbie."
"Bullshit," he replied again, staring her straight in the face.
"How the fuck is that bullshit Vince? She's his girlfriend!"
"Yeah, his girlfriend. A girl he started dating because he couldn't have you. A girl he's still dating because he can't have you. Because YOU won't let him."
"Then tell me what to do Vince! Huh? What the fuck do you want me to do?" Letty yelled, throwing her arms into the air in frustration.
"Tell him you love him."
"What?" Letty laughed. "I can't do that."
Little did Vince know, they had told each other they loved each other..in bed...several times...
"Why not?"
"Because it doesn't fucking matter Vince! Don't you get it? We can't work! We tried. We tried for eight years and look what happened. I know its my fault. I left him. But he pushed me away V! Do you even remember how bad it was? How distant he was after Jesse? It's like nothing else mattered! I stopped mattering to him."
"Letty.."
"Don't Letty me. Tell me I'm wrong. Tell me he wasn't a completely different person after Jesse died. And I stuck by him through everything because I loved him, because I hoped that one day he would be better, stop blaming himself. I hoped that one day we could go back to the way we used to be. But it never happened."
"And yet here you are."
"Yeah," she snorted, "here we are," she added softly, staring out into their ocean...