A/N: Beyond grateful for all the love. Thank you so much!

As for Letty and her little breakdown in this one, I thought it was a bit out of character at first, but then re-watched Fast 6 and Furious 7 (that one scene with unconscious Dom in particular) and read it again and was cool with it. I think she's an emotional character, just not used to showing it much. But I guess this is a matter of opinion after all, so I can only hope you're with me on that one.

Enjoy X

Dom and Letty spent the entire ride in silence, one that weighed heavy on Dom's heart. As they arrived at the house, which for the time being was their home, about an hour away from 1327, Dom stopped the car.

He opened his mouth to say something, yet couldn't form any words. So he looked at Letty, kind of expecting her to speak in his place, but she remained silent. And she did so for all of the time they spent getting ready for bed.

After they had crawled under the covers, Letty rolled onto her side, turning away from him. Dom let out a loud breath that carried all of his frustration. What on earth had he done wrong, said wrong?

He could see a sudden movement of Letty's shoulders, how his deep sigh made her cringe. Good, he thought, so she heard me. It wasn't like he was angry with her, he just didn't understand, and he hated whenever there was something going on with her that he couldn't make sense of.

Dom gently moved towards her, spooning her from behind, as he wrapped both his arms around Letty's small figure. Much to his surprise, she didn't back away from him this time, but curled up against his body. He tightened his grip, wanting her to feel completely safe.

"I got you, baby," he whispered against her hair, which was followed by a kiss that he planted on top of it.

Letty clasped his arms with her hands in a heartbeat, needing to feel his touch as strongly as possible. It made Dom smile.

But that smile got wiped off his face as soon as he felt a drop of water on his arm. Was she crying again? If only she would say something.

It seemed like holding her was all he could do for now to get her to talk to him again, though, and he just hoped that tomorrow would be different. He missed her precious smile already.

"This has always been my favorite part of the day," Dom mentioned quietly, taking a deep breath. "It still is."

Just because she didn't want to talk, it didn't mean he had to stop talking, too.

"When I get to hold you at night," he explained, "knowing that you'll be the first thing I see when I wake up. I love that."

He paused for a second, and then added, "I love you."

If she were to turn around, she could've seen him smiling, but Letty had her eyes closed, crying silently. She didn't know why she couldn't just stop thinking about it. It was buried deep in the past and right now she was actually happy. She was supposed to be happy.

Slowly becoming conscious again after being asleep, Letty remembered the pain she had felt in that moment.

Everything had been perfect, but then it all changed. And it hadn't been his fault. She had set the ball rolling it by asking him that stupid question and although she'd been acting like a dick last night, not telling him what was going on, he had been so sweet. They both had fallen asleep eventually, first Dom then her. Her mind had taken hours to shut up; it was a miracle that she'd even gotten some sleep.

When Letty finally opened her eyes, that thought of having treated him wrong preying on her mind, making her feel like she needed to apologize right away, the other side of the bed was empty. Dom was gone.

Almost immediately tears welled up in Letty's eyes as she felt a stinging pain in her heart. She must've been still asleep, because this had to be a goddamn nightmare.

Not again.

He promised her.

He fucking promised her to stay.

And then, Letty discovered the note. That piece of paper on Dom's pillow with a message from him, staring at her like it was trying to tell her, she should've trusted him in the first place and be sorry, she didn't.

As she took it, her hand quivered with emotions. Brushing a tear away with her other hand, she started reading it.

Mi linda esposa, (My beautiful wife,)

I'm really sorry I left. I didn't mean to upset you. I just figured, after last night, you could use some space. But I'll be there if you need me. You text, I come. Promise.

Eres la razón por la cual me levanto sonríendo cada mañana. (You're the reason why I wake up smiling every day.)

Te amo,

Dom

Letty read it again, and again.

Although she wished, he would've stayed to tell her that in person, the note meant a lot. It meant he had taken her worries seriously and wanted her to trust him that he would never leave her again without a word.

And Letty couldn't help but smile at the fact that Dom had even tried to pay attention to his usually poor handwriting. She could read everything perfectly.

Putting the note away, she took a deep breath and got out of bed. After she had changed into something comfortable, she grabbed her phone. The least she could do was thanking him in a way that he understood.

"I love you, too," Letty texted him, wondering where Dom would be when he got to read her message.

Letting the phone disappear into the pocket of her jeans, she slowly made her way down the stairs.

You're the reason why I wake up smiling every day the note had said, and she asked herself, if the smile on his face had been just a little sad today, because of what had happened last night. She hoped not. She really didn't want him to feel sad.

"Heeeey," Mia's voice welcomed her, as she entered the kitchen and, soon after, Letty found herself embraced in a hug, which she gladly returned. She could use a hug now.

"Where is everyone?" Letty asked.

"Out," Mia answered, as she let go.

"Rome and Tej are probably fighting over Ramsay while she's watching them making a fool of themselves," she joked, "Brian is with Jack and I don't really know where my brother is... Wasn't very chatty this morning, only said hi and then basically just left. No idea what that was all about."

Letty pricked up her ears when she heard Mia talking about Dom.

"What do you mean? Was he sad?"

She wasn't quite sure whether she really liked to hear the answer to that one.

"All I know is something must've been bothering him. He probably didn't sleep very well. You know how he is when he doesn't get enough sleep. Didn't dare to ask," Mia told her, laughing a little while she put a cup of coffee on the kitchen table.

"Thanks," Letty said, sitting down.

She brought the cup to her mouth, took a sip of the hot beverage and put it back on the table. Thinking of Dom, she sighed. It was without a doubt that he hadn't gotten much sleep because of her.

Now, she appreciated his gesture even more. Writing her a note when, apparently, he was disappointed with her, frustrated or maybe even angry, showed how much he really cared, no matter what she had done.

"Letty? You're still with me?"

Mia's voice brought her back from last night and into the present.

"I'm sorry, I was just– What did you say?"

Letty smiled, trying to cover her mind's preoccupation. Should she tell Mia about it? About everything? Wouldn't that be unfair to Dom. He'd probably be furious with her. No, she couldn't do that to him, especially not after she had given him the cold shoulder last night.

"I asked you how you've been since– Well, you know, remembering everything. I'm sure that must be a lot to take in."

Letty shifted in her chair, thinking about whether she should tell Mia what had happened last night. She decided not to, and after taking another sip of her coffee, she was ready to say something.

"I'm actually pretty good. I mean it's– There's still so much to figure out, but I feel like I've always known where I belong. Life's giving me a second chance now, I wanna embrace it. I really can't wait to get out there again and just be me, you know. Finally!"

"So you're happy?" Mia asked.

"The happiest I've ever been, Mi," Letty told her, as she tried to ignore the doubts and insecurities that made her feel like something wasn't quite right yet. Compared to the past, she had never been so grateful to be living that life she lived. Everything had taken a turn for the better.

"Then why do you look like a kid whose dog just died?"

Letty had become fairly good at putting sincerity behind words she didn't believe in to hide what she really felt, but Mia knew her too well. She couldn't conceal anything from her right now, as Letty's body language spoke volumes. And it only took a few seconds until she cracked.

"Because of... Dom," Letty burst out. "It's complicated. I didn't– I never thought it'd be easy, getting back to normal, but why does it have to be so hard?"

She rested her arms on the table for a few moments to bury her face in them. It was frustrating. She wished she could just snap her fingers and make it all go away.

"Everything's fine, I mean we're really great," Letty continued, raising her head to look at Mia again, "but I feel like there's so much stuff to talk about... that we should talk about... But I don't even know how– if I should bring it up, because it's in the past and… shouldn't we just focus on the present?"

Mia showed her a smile and sat down opposite Letty.

"You should," she started, putting one hand on Letty's arm, "but I also think that if it bothers you so much, you really need to talk about it. You can't bottle it all up, Let. Think about what's it gonna do to you. You've always told me to speak my mind, because not doing it will only make me feel worse. Maybe it's time you follow your own advice."

Letty considered her options. Either she tried to shut up her mind for good and just be grateful for the second chance she had gotten or she put everything out there and risked to have her happiness with Dom ruined. The first one seemed to be the better option, but Mia was right. How long could she even keep things to herself until everything went south?

"I'm scared," Letty admitted.

"Of what? My brother?" Mia asked while she stroke Letty's arm with her hand as way to comfort her.

"Why would you be scared? Just talk to him, he'll understand. And if he doesn't, then I'm here to knock some sense into him," Mia laughed.

Looking reassuringly at Letty, she wondered what was really going on in that pretty head of hers. It was easy to know what Letty thought when she was angry, because then she could hardly keep her temper. But when she was sad, it was a whole lot different. She fell silent, forcing other people to worm out of her whatever it was she was hiding. It took a lot of patience. Thank God, she was nothing like her brother when it came to that. Mia could be extremely patient when she needed to be, especially with Letty.

After Dom had left, Mia had watched her dear sister suffer for weeks, but she hadn't done anything about it other than being there for her, because she knew Letty needed to come to terms with that loss in her own time. It was only when Letty started to put herself in danger that Mia's patience snapped.

"I'm not gonna sit here and watch you kill yourself, so get your shit together and do something. I don't care what it is, but I care that my brother's gone, and I don't wanna have to live without my sister, too."

At first, Mia had thought her words were of little avail, but then Letty had disappeared into the garage every single day and night for hours. Later, Mia found out that Letty had worked on Dom's Charger the entire time. She had put her anger, disappointment and hurt into fixing that car, which, Mia thought, was much better than risking her life.

However, she still had had to live without her sister, because that job for Braga had taken Letty away from her for years. Knowing how devastated she herself had been losing her, Mia could only imagine how hard it must've been for Dom. And knowing her brother, he was probably over the moon right now to have his girl back.

Since Letty still hadn't said anything, Mia tried to pump her for some more information. "C'mon, talk to me," she told her, "Anything else you worry about?" and smiled.

After a moment's hesitation, Letty finally opened her mouth. "You sure you wanna know, because– "

"Of course I wanna know, silly," Mia interrupted her. "Spill!"

In her head, Letty tried to find a way how to put into words what it was that she couldn't really stop thinking about ever since Dom had wanted her to go skinny-dipping with him. It wasn't easy, but if Mia got the point then she might be able to help her.

"Have you ever– When you saw Brian again after you two were broken up, you know, after... I was gone and you got back together... Have you ever– Were you worried that he might feel different about what you, um, had to offer."

"What do you mean to offer?" Mia asked confused, but thought about it for moment and finally understood. "Oh, you mean like my body? If I was worried he wouldn't be as attracted to me anymore as he used to be?"

Mia tried not to laugh, as she recalled the past. Technically speaking, she hadn't even had the time to worry about anything, because she had been all over Brian in that kitchen before her mind even knew what was happening. She had just wanted to be with him again. However, Letty had to have a good reason to ask her that.

"Why do you– " Mia continued, but then saw Letty raising both her eyebrows with a look on her face that was quiet unequivocal.

"Wait, you guys haven't yet?" Mia concluded, as she looked at Letty, who shook her head. It wasn't like Mia had thought they were doing it like bunnies, but the fact that they had done nothing at all, came as a surprise to her.

"I see," Mia responded. "And now you're afraid of what he'll say when he sees you naked?!" she figured this was what Letty had meant and Mia couldn't help but find that somewhat adorable.

The old Letty she knew, especially the teenage version of her, would've never worried about anything like that. That she did now, just showed how much Letty had grown; how much more mature Dom and Letty's love had become. There was nothing immature about their relationship anymore. Their behavior was sometimes, but not their love.

"I feel like I never even had sex with Dom and it's driving me insane," Letty groaned, a feeling of frustration resonating.

"Eww, please, can we not call him by his name," Mia laughed, screwing up her face in disgust, "because I don't like to picture my brother having sex, not with you anyway."

For the first time in quiet a long while, Letty curled up her lips into a grin.

"That's why I asked you beforehand, if ya really wanna know," she said, freeing her arm from Mia's grip to give her friend's shoulder a little push with one hand. "You should've let me finish. Now you're stuck with that image in your head. Have fun!"

"I'm trying to be serious here," Mia chuckled, forcing herself to quit laughing, which wasn't the easiest thing to do.

"So why is it driving you insane? You had your first time with him, just do it again," Mia told her, smirking.

"Our last first time was a quickie on a hood of a car, I was hardly realizing what was happening," Letty stated, running one hand through her hair. "After everything we've been through, I just want it to be perfect. I wanna be perfect for him," she admitted, both to Mia and herself.

She knew she wasn't perfect, but she had never thought she needed to be, because Dom had loved her anyway.

Those skanks hadn't been much of a competition. But now, he had been with Elena, and that chick seemed annoyingly perfect to Letty. Her body, her face, everything looked goddamn perfect. Even with short hair, she was more goddess than tomboy. And the job she had was probably a turn-on for every guy around, too. The thing that she hated the most, though, was that Elena was really nice and it made Letty like her. She could easily tell why Dom had fallen for this woman.

"It's ridiculous. I never gave a damn, not like that, but–"

"You've changed so much. You both have," Mia interrupted her before Letty could speak her mind, "You care more about each other than you ever have. I mean, I can tell, because I know you long enough, but literally everyone can see that."

Mia smiled as she went on, "The way you look at him, talk to him, there's so much more respect, and growth. You've come so far, Let, and I'm so proud of you."

A smile tugged at the corners of Letty's lips. Mia was sweet; and right.

Of course she and Dom weren't the same people anymore, as their love had grown to be the core of their beings, a fling that had turned into a marriage, but wasn't that supposed to make her feel less insecure about her relationship?

Not exactly, Letty thought, because now she was fully aware of the feelings she had for Dom and the things she had to lose while back in the days she had still thought that, should tragedy happen, she could easily live without him.

"And have you seen him look at you? Gee, he's basically undressing you with his eyes." Mia said, laughing a little. "He loves you, I know that. I see that. And you're like his favorite road, you've got the perfect curves. Why would you worry about that?"

Mia really wanted to make Letty feel better about herself. She didn't know if it worked, trying was all she could do, as this lack of self-confidence, at least in terms of Letty's relationship, was a side of the Latina Mia hadn't really gotten to know yet. Letty usually kept these things to herself, hoping they would vanish into thin air.

"It's not a science, Letty, you two will probably be completely in sync again as soon as the magic happens. And I'm pretty sure he doesn't care how your body looks as long as he's the one getting to touch it... which he will, so–"

"He's been with Elena," Letty murmured, as that feeling inside of her became almost unbearable, pushing her to put its cause into words. "He's been with Elena, and it wasn't just a fling, Mi, it was– They had a relationship. They had a life together. And it's all I can think about when I think of... us... and being with him."

Letty swallowed hard, her eyes were covered by a wet layer and her voice started to fill with sadness.

"I'm nothing like her and I don't wanna be, but what if he starts comparing?" Letty wondered, hardly finished giving vent to her feelings.

It wasn't like she had lost every bit of self-esteem, but the wound her ego had suffered was deeper than Letty liked it to be. Not knowing what exactly it was that had been going on between Dom and Elena, if it had been love or just a kind of rebound thing, drove her mind crazy, and was a trigger for her anxiety.

"He left her for me. He chose me, because he thought I'm still the same girl, but I'm not. I've changed. What if I'll be with him and then he'll regret ever choosing me over her? I don't know what he really felt for Elena. Did he love her? I mean, really love her, you know, like he loved... loves... me. What if I had ran into Dom two years after? Was he going to have kids with her if I hadn't shown up?"

Letty paused only for a second, but in that short moment scattered thoughts went through her head like a violent storm passing through a small village, wreaking havoc.

"It's killing me not to know these things, Mia, it seriously is, and I don't wanna– I can't ask him these things because I don't wanna ruin what we have," she blubbered out, letting some tears run freely.

"We're finally with each other again and it feels so right, like, how can I bring that up without ruining everything?"

Even if she didn't cry hard, she got a stuffy nose almost immediately after the first tears started running. She also couldn't control the sobs that shook her small figure like a baby shook its rattle. Letty simply hated crying, especially when she couldn't stop.

"God, I hate him for doing that! I wish I could hate her, but– How could he even move on so fast? Did my death mean nothing to him? I know it did, so why– Ugh, I just don't get it."

She missed the old times when she was younger and still knew how to deal with her emotions in a way that no one could see how she really felt. As a teenager, she had hardly ever cried. It was Dom, who had first seen her doing that, and he was the one who had told her it was okay to let go, every now and then, and cry. He was the reason why she had started letting her tears fall in the first place and why she was crying now.

It always came back to him.

Dominic Toretto had left a mark on her, had shaped her character like no one else in her life could've possibly done. It wasn't like she needed him to breathe, she still was someone without him, just not really herself.

"Whoa, slow down, okay?" Mia tried to calm her.

It broke her heart to see Letty's hard shell crack like glass under her feet, exposing her soft core. She knew how much Letty hated it, and that it only made it worse for her. Mia was sure that if Letty could, she would probably want to not feel a damn thing right now.

"You're hurt, Letty," Mia stated the obvious. "What Dom did clearly hurt you, it still does, and that's the thing that's most important, that's the reason why you gotta tell him."

Mia rose from her chair and went up to Letty. Standing next to her, she reached out her hand and smiled.

"Let me show you something. It might make you feel better."

Letty emptied her cup at one gulp, grabbed Mia's hand and got up.

As her sister-in-law guided her into the living room, Letty managed to get control of her emotions again. She really hoped that whatever Mia wanted to show her would not make things worse again.

"I couldn't save much from Shaw's bomb, but the cam was in the garage and somehow that survived so it's still intact," Dom's sister explained.

"Now, you sit down," Mia continued, taking the video camera out of the cabinet, and, handing it to Letty, who had settled herself on the couch, told her to "watch this."

"Why would I wanna watch some stupid video you recorded," Letty asked confused.

"God, Letty, would you just–" Mia growled in a fit of pique, obviously frustrated with Letty's attitude.

"Okay, okay, baby," Letty laughed at Mia's sulky tone, pulling off the camera lens's protection lid, "I will."

The first thing she heard, as she pressed play, was Brian's voice.

"I gotta tape this, Mi. I can hear him getting all mushy," Brian laughed. "This is seriously gonna be good. I can use that to blackmail him."

Then Letty heard Mia laughing, calling Brian out for being mean.

Blackness turned into a colorful image, as Brian quietly pushed open a door to what appeared to be a nursery. Letty saw Dom sitting in a chair, rocking a little baby in his arms. It took her some time to realize that the baby was Jack.

"You're gonna be a great racer one day, Jack. I know, because your dad is the best one out there. But don't tell him I said that," Dom laughed.

The little boy's existence was a blessing for the whole family.

Dom had always imagined Mia to have kids one day, but he'd never thought she would have them with an ex-cop, nor did he ever think that said ex-cop would turn out to be his best friend. Dom loved how ironic life could be sometimes.

He watched Jack closely, as the little one sucked on his uncle's index finger. It filled his heart with joy. So much indeed that he could not take his eyes off of Mia's baby, not even for a second. It was too precious.

"Look how handsome you are," Dom whispered, smiling. "You'll be breaking a lot of hearts real soon."

If Jack could learn anything from him, it would be how to let girls down gently, or lead them on for fun. He had lots of training in that, years of experience in fact. But he wasn't that same guy anymore thanks to that one girl, who had turned his world upside down in next to no time.

"But one day," Dom started talking to Jack again, holding that thought still in his mind, "there'll be a girl, who might be able to break yours. One you will fall for and then everything changes, even you, especially you."

Dom ran his hand over the infant's head. All Jack thought about was probably sleeping, eating, drinking and pooping. He didn't have a mind full of memories yet, a past that hurt like hell – unlike Dom.

"I've been there, ya know. I thought I had met every kind of girl that walks the planet, but then she came along," Dom said. "Letty."

The stinging pain in his chest when he said her name out loud, made him sigh deeply. It was as if he wished for the pain to leave his body with the air he breathed out.

"I wish you'd gotten to meet her. I'm sorry, you never will, bud."

Closing his eyes to hold back tears, Dom kissed the boy's forehead. It wasn't that hard to stop himself from crying, but for a second he wondered if it would be even easier if he didn't; if he just cried to get it all out.

"But I promise, I'm gonna tell you all about her. Everything you wanna know, even if it makes me look bad, because your aunt's always been a force to be reckoned with."

He put his arms up, holding Jack right in front of his face. The boy gave his uncle a charming smile and there was something about it that reminded Dom of himself. It was the trademark Toretto grin.

"Something's telling me, that's the stories you like to hear most about," Dom chuckled, hinting at the look on Jack's face.

Holding his nephew against his shoulder, so the little boy could rest his head on it, Dom patted Jack's back, wondering for a minute, if this was something he could see himself doing with his own child. So far, there was nothing he didn't like about having a baby around. He even liked changing Jack's diapers.

"I can see you, you know," Dom mumbled, grinning broadly.

"Oh snap," Brian laughed.

"I'm having a heart-to-heart with my nephew here," Dom told him, "and you're invading my privacy, O'Conner."

Brian walked into the room, the video camera still in his hands and recording.

As he took a close look at Dom, he realized that the calm expression his brother wore on his face was probably a sharp contrast to what had to be going on in Dom's mind.

Brian was grateful that Dom had found someone like Elena, who made him smile again. He didn't care much about the reason why those two were together as long as Dom was happy, though he had always wondered.

But talking about Letty and remembering her, would never be easy for Dom no matter how happy he was in life. That loss was a scar that was meant to bleed.

"She'd be proud of you, Dom" Brian said in a whisper, smiling at him. "The way you're holding up... We all are. You know that, right?"

"Still can't believe she's gone," Dom answered sadly, heaving a sigh as he lowered his head.

Some days were harder than others, but he always missed her dearly. He used to be able to remember not only her voice, but her scent, too. That was the only thing that had faded from his memory. Every little other thing that there was to remember about her, he still did.

"Now turn that damn thing off," Dom demanded of Brian as he looked up again, using his free hand to push the camera out of his face.

Letty still stared at the screen after it had turned black, taking in all the images she had just seen and the words she'd heard, trying to figure out if that made her feel better or worse.

Seeing Dom with Jack had definitely aroused a feeling of regret, because she couldn't have shared that moment with him, and secondly, because she might've taken away from him something he really wanted. And seeing the pain he tried to hide so bad when he had talked about her, made her feel like she needed to call him right now to tell him how much she loved him, and how proud she was indeed that he had continued to be the greatest man she'd ever known, one who had always put the well-being of his loved ones before his own and kept on doing so.

"What is this," Letty muttered, still wrapped in thoughts.

Mia took the video camera from her and put it away. Watching that scene had obviously touched Letty. All she needed to know now was in what way. She really hoped for the best.

"This was recorded shortly after Jack was born, right before we found out that– Well, that you were still alive," Mia replied, "I just wanted you to know that Dom did not forget about you when he was with Elena."

Positioning herself right next to her friend on the couch, Mia put an arm around her shoulder.

"Listen, I can't tell you how he felt or what Elena meant to him, but how is Dom supposed to know you feel that way when you don't tell him? He deserves a chance to explain himself, you just gotta talk to him. Promise me, you'll talk to him," Mia pleaded.

Letty rested her head on Mia's shoulder, sighing deeply. She knew, Mia was right, but that didn't change the fact that she was scared to ruin things with Dom, if she didn't let the past go, now that the present was exactly that, a gift, and the future was theirs to create. But she obviously couldn't focus on either of that with Dom's past with Elena still lingering on her mind.

"Fine," Letty agreed, "I promise."

When she turned her head, she looked right into Mia's face, which was lightened up by a smile.

Mia cupped Letty's cheeks and used her thumbs to brush away the last remaining tears that hadn't made it all the way down to Letty's chin, but had stayed just beneath her eyes as a reminder of her little breakdown.

"That's better," Mia whispered, still smiling, and was a little bit surprised to see Letty smiling back.

"Thank you for showing me the vid," Letty said, hugging Mia tightly to let her actions speak for her.

It meant a lot to Letty that she had become a witness to that scene. Even if that thing with Elena wasn't sorted out yet, it was a relief to know that she had still been on Dom's mind back then. She didn't think he had easily forgotten about her, but seeing him like that, just made her feel better. She couldn't really explain it, but that was all she needed right now – to feel better.

"I love you," Letty declared quietly. "You're the best sister-in-law anyone could ever wish for."

"Yeah, about that," Mia started, letting go of Letty, "there's something I still need to do."

Before Letty could even ask about it, Mia punched her hard against the shoulder.

"Ow, what the hell, Mi," Letty complained, rubbing her shoulder in pain, "What was that for?"

"You not inviting me to your wedding," Mia replied, which sounded more like a suggestion than an actual statement.

"Oh, right… That."

Letty knew, she could've probably figured that out herself, if she'd only thought long enough. Calling Mia her sister-in-law was the clue to Mia's reaction. She hadn't known about it. No one had. They all only knew now, because Letty had mentioned it when she had tried to get Dom to wake up.

"I'm sorry," she apologized. "It just happened so fast, we didn't invite anyone. We wanted it to be just us, you know?"

Letty paused for a while to relive that memory. Their wedding had been absolutely perfect, all the more because no one else had been around to witness it.

"And then we– When I wanted to tell you, everything else happened and I think I just... forgot," she continued, not wanting to think of that again, so she added quickly, "but I'm really glad you know now."

"Are you officially a Toretto? I mean, have you changed your last name," Mia asked, getting extremely curious, and that was exactly what Letty had hoped for since it left her mind no time to walk down memory lane – the dark one.

"Well, you know me, I'm actually not that kinda girl. I find that way too old-fashioned," Letty replied. "But it meant so much to Dom to make it official, I couldn't– To be honest, he was starting to get annoying, so I eventually gave in. And since he can call me Mrs Toretto now, he gets to stroke his ego a bit every once in a while. That keeps him happy and off my back, ya know?," she laughed, and Mia joined in.

Letty remembered when they had talked about this. He'd wanted her to adopt his name, said he had always imagined her becoming a Toretto. It was sweet, but she still had struggled with it, because Letty felt like she'd always been Mrs Toretto at heart, and that was way more important than seeing it written down on a piece of paper, which she had to sign. She had argued why it always needed to be the girl who took the guy's name, but soon she came to realize that, after all, she wanted nothing more than to make him happy and so she changed it.

"You got my brother right where you want him. You always had. That's why you're perfect for him, because you just have what it takes put up with his crap," Mia giggled.

"Meaning his ego," Letty laughed.

"That certainly doesn't run in the family," Mia mentioned, as she tried to stop laughing. It was hard not to have a good laugh at her brother's expense. She always loved to make fun of her brother, particularly with Letty. There was nothing like this kind of sisterhood.

"Maybe he was adopted and you two aren't really related," Letty joked.

This was all it took to make Mia laugh herself to tears and she put a hand on her stomach, as it was already starting to hurt from all the laughing. Cracking jokes with Letty was an intensive and hearty workout of her risible muscles. She needed some time to concentrate on her breath, trying to calm herself. When she'd finally managed to do that, she looked at Letty, who had a smirk on her face that almost made Mia burst out laughing again.

"Okay, so I have a question and you gotta answer this, because I always wondered what Dom would do, if he ever made it that far. Understand?"

Letty nodded, grinning.

"How did he propose," Mia was dying to know, clapping her hands in excitement. She was such a fangirl sometimes, especially when it came to Dom and Letty. She just couldn't help herself.

"Did he get down on one knee? That'd be so weird. I mean, no offense, but you guys don't seem like you're even into this sappy rowing-in-a-boat-together kind of thing."

Letty's mouth escaped a hearty laugh. They definitely weren't, but that didn't mean that she didn't like a touch of cheesy romance every once in a while. She wouldn't let Mia know, though, because Dom's little sister didn't need to know everything about their relationship, even if she was their biggest fan.

"He used engine oil to write 'will you marry me' on my car," Letty stated without showing emotion, but couldn't contain herself any longer when she saw the look of astonishment on Mia's face.

"Ha-ha, I'm just kidding, girl," she laughed, "sorry to disappoint you."

Letty knew, it wasn't actually that hard to believe that this was how the proposal had gone down since it did seem like something Dom would maybe think of, but the reality was a bit different.

"Tell me, though, what makes you even think, he was the one who proposed," Letty wanted to know, raising an eyebrow.

She could read right into the way Mia was looking at her. She probably thought that this comment had just made the whole thing even more exciting; all the more reason for Mia wanting to hear the whole story.

"Are you serious right now," Mia squealed, as soon as she had pulled herself together, patting Letty on the knee a few times. "I swear to God, if you're messing with me again, Leticia Ortiz, you're dead. For real this time."

"If you really wanna know, I'll tell you," Letty smirked.

"So you were the one who propos–"

"I didn't say that," Letty interrupted her, leaning back against the couch. "But I'm also not saying, I wasn't," she teased.

"So, you want details or no details?"

The fact she could even ask that question without having to mention that she couldn't remember a lot of details was a blessing for her. She was deeply grateful to be able to tell Mia everything she wanted to know about that day simply because she remembered it all. Having gotten her memories back was one of the best things that had ever happened to her. The best thing, however, was finding, and marrying, her true love.

"You kidding, sis? I wanna know everything," Mia laughed.