A/N: I'm back with an update! :)
Please keep in mind that I'm not a native to English. I struggle with words and expressions sometimes yet I'm trying my best to make myself clear. And I may be new to this biz, but I know when someone is hating instead of trying to be constructive. I'm sorry for that guest who doesn't like the way I'm portraying these characters, but bashing my story won't make you feel better. I suggest that you just stop reading my stuff or go and write your own fic. As for the rest, thank you for still being with me. Although I know where I'm going, it doesn't hurt to have some guidance here and there. Your thoughts kinda help me to shape this story. I truly appreciate that... I don't know how many times I rewrote this chapter and I'm still not happy with it, but I didn't wanna make you wait any longer, so I really hope you like this. Just one more chapter after this one and Dom and Letty will be reunited.
Dom parked the car in front of 1327 and took a minute to look around. He had mixed feelings about this place. Those that reminded him of all the great stuff that had happened in their house and its backyard, and then there were those memories of Shaw's bomb exploding, which had almost killed him and his sister. They were lucky they had gotten away. Brian and Jack, too. It still made him angry, but he was also a bit sad. Would they ever have a place like this again where everyone of their family could come back to, knowing it would always be their home?
He thought about Letty and what she must have felt when she came here looking for him after she had left him at the cemetery. 'You scared the shit outta me,' she had told him, and he could totally see why. Shaw's little package had bombed everything to pieces and if Dom hadn't been there himself, he would've never believed that anyone could've made it out alive. The place looked a whole lot better now than it did only a few weeks ago, but it was still a mess compared to the beautiful home that once was there. All he had left now were the memories of that time. No one could take those away from him, though.
Dom opened the door and closed it with a bang to make himself heard. "Thought I'd find you here," he said, walking up to Brian, who was busy sandblasting a large wooden beam while Jack painted a piece of wood that would later be used as the front door welcoming friends and family into their house just like old times.
Ever since they had put Deckard Shaw behind bars, Brian had spent quite a lot of time at this place, turning it into a construction site. Among the ruins of the past, he was searching for hope. He wanted their home to be what it was again and there was no limit to his ambition. He was overflowing with positive energy, a boy full of gratitude for the things life had to offer – good and bad – just like he had always been. Dom loved that about him.
"So you really wanna rebuild it, huh?" Dom asked, a toothy grin on his face.
"Yeah, of course, Dom. You know how much it means to everyone in the family."
Brian looked at Dom with a smile. He knew how much it had hurt Dom to see his family home be leveled to the ground by Shaw's bomb. It was the place Dom had grown up in, had watched his sister been born into, and whose backyard had been the location for many family barbecues. If he was so sad about its destruction already with the few memories he had compared to Dom, then how much harder did it have to be for his friend to be here, Brian thought. He felt truly sorry for him and just hoped that Dom would love the new home as much as the old one.
"Yeah, I know, and I appreciate what you're doing, really, Brian, but isn't that a little small for all of us? I mean, you, Mia and Jack, your baby girl, me, Let... Won't be long before you'll have to move your kids to the garage for us all to fit in there," Dom sighed, though he was smiling weakly.
He didn't want Brian to feel like he wasn't grateful for what his brother wanted to do, but he just couldn't see how they could all live in the same house together. It had already felt kind of too small the last couple of days when they were all living there before the bomb destroyed it. Their home was huge, but Brian's kids needed space and Dom wanted them to have that. He wanted them to grow up with a room they could have all to themselves. Of course they were a family and as a family you needed to learn how to share things, but he didn't know what could happen between him and Letty. They hadn't talked about kids yet – well, not really – but at least for him that was still on the table, so if they did decide to have children one day the house would definitely be too small.
"Ah, don't worry about me and Mia, man," Brian said, as he stopped what he did to be able to completely focus on his conversation with Dom. "I'm doing this for you. You and Letty. Consider it my wedding gift. It's gonna be the perfect home for you two and... a dog. Or are you more of a cat person, I don't know. What do you think?" Brian looked at him, flashing a smile.
Studying Dom's face, he wondered, if Dom and Letty had ever talked about having children. He didn't consider Dom to be the man, who would let his little sister be the only one responsible for passing on the Toretto gene. He had seen Dom with Jack, even recorded it once, and there was absolutely no doubt that his best friend was at least open to the possibility of adding to the family. He wasn't that sure about Letty, though. He had never thought of her as the mom-type, yet there was something about the way she acted around Jack that told him there was much more to this subject than Letty would let on.
"Maybe I should get you a chicken," Brian mentioned when Dom didn't say anything.
"A chicken?" Dom laughed, "So you think I'm a chicken person?"
Brian knew Dom too well not to realize that his brother's mind had been busy with trying to think of something clever to say; something that would hide the fact that Brian hadn't been the only one thinking of how perfect the new home would be to start a family. Why had they never really talked about this anyway? Brian felt like he should just be straight forward with Dom and ask him what he wanted to know. He was just curious. It was okay to be curious about that, right?
Grabbing a thermos bottle filled with hot coffee, Brian poured a bit of that into his cup offering Dom a sip, but he shook his head. "Well, actually I was thinking that if you don't have time to look after it anymore you can just eat it," he explained, but had to laugh before he could even finish his sentence. When Dom shook his head in amusement, Brian slapped him lightly against the shoulder. "Just kidding, Dom, I know you can take care of people... and probably even a chicken if you had to."
Brian had some more coffee before he looked at Dom again. Although he was burning with curiosity that made it rather hard for him to contain himself, Brian decided to approach this subject seriously. Maybe Dom had never really brought it up, because he already knew how Letty felt about it and that wasn't what he had expected. Maybe Letty didn't want to have kids or she couldn't have any. Brian could only imagine how hard that would be for Dom.
"Have you and Letty–" he started talking in a serious tone, "I mean, I know you guys have other stuff to talk about right now, but have you ever–"
"Talked about kids?" Dom cut in to which Brian nodded.
Somehow Dom had known that's what Brian had been wanting to ask him. He hadn't missed the little hint dropped by Brian before; the small pause until Brian had covered it up with the cat and dog thing. The chicken had been a lame excuse, but still been funny. Dom didn't blame him for asking now. He knew Brian could hardly keep anything to himself if it bothered him too much, especially if he was pumped up about something he had to speak out.
"That was a long time ago and we figured we're just not made for this... life, but–"
"Things change?" Brian intervened.
It had taken him some time, but by now he could read Dom's face perfectly. Dom was hardly able to hide something from him without Brian knowing. He always tried not to give too much away all the more if he was getting emotional, but his facial expressions were often the key to what laid behind. The more Dom was trying to hide something, the more Brian could see it in his face. It worked the other way round, too.
"Yeah," Dom uttered under his breath, as he remembered what had happened last night.
He had just mentioned that kids changed everything and suddenly Letty couldn't wait to get home and go to bed, so she wouldn't have to talk to him anymore. She had even started crying and Dom still couldn't make head nor tail of this. Letty's reaction completely baffled him. He didn't even know if it was even about that or if she had just thought of something else that had affected her emotionally. Why did she have to cry? Why didn't she talk to him?
"But you're right. We have other stuff to work out, so I guess until then I'll have the chicken," Dom laughed to cover up his mind's preoccupation. "Kids can wait."
He thought about a way to quickly change the subject, so Brian wouldn't have a chance to grill him about him and Letty, and a possible baby. Dom didn't mind talking about it if he knew what to tell Brian. But he didn't. Right now, he didn't know where he stood with Letty. And until he hadn't figured that out, he rather wanted to avoid this subject. He didn't want to talk to Brian, having to speculate about what could be going on with Letty. He needed to know for sure what she thought on this matter.
"So if you're doing this for me and Letty... The house... What are you and my sister gonna do?" Dom asked, taking the cup of coffee out of Brian's hand to drink.
Brian noticed immediately how the topic of their conversation changed from Dom and Letty to him and Mia, but he knew that he couldn't do anything about it unless Dom opened up of his own accord. If Dom didn't want to talk about it, then they wouldn't. It was as simple as that. They would have to have enough time to do that some other time. It didn't need to happen now. However, something was up, Brian could tell – and it wasn't something good.
"Mia and I, we will just– We've actually been looking at a few places nearby," he answered, as he shifted from one foot to the other, a bit unsure about how Dom would take the news. He didn't want him to think that they didn't love living with him and Letty under one roof. They had made this decision for other reasons.
"Planning your retirement?" Dom just stated in a questioning manner, a smile playing on his lips as he spoke.
"I'll soon have two kids to look after. It's the right thing to do, you know that, Dom," Brian explained himself.
"Hey, I'm not judging," Dom smiled, "You're a father, Brian. You gotta do what you gotta do. Just know I'm still gonna have your back even if you're not out there with me anymore."
Dom didn't even know if they would be back on some kind of mission anytime soon. Apart from the fact that they still had enough money to live by, he just wanted to focus on his relationship with his wife right now and not have to think about anything else but her. They obviously still had a lot of things to discuss. He had been naive to think everything would be back to normal once Letty had regained her memory. He didn't blame her for how she acted, though. He knew how hard it all been on her and he still wanted to help her adjust. Letty had probably never even dared to imagine that she would get her memories back one day. They had been to all kinds of places, looked at all kinds of photos and stuff to make her remember. It was a miracle that she did now.
"And you should know that I'm still gonna have an eye on you to make sure you don't do anything stupid," Brian replied, grinning.
"Ha-ha," Dom laughed out loud. "So nothing will change then, huh?"
Brian nodded amused. "Except for that different housing situation, everything will be just the same."
Responding with a little smirk, Dom made his way to the pasting table, which was littered with paper of sketches Brian had made. "Nah, you're not gonna be living anywhere else," he told him, as he unfolded the papers to look at Brian's construction plans.
When he saw the sketches, he frowned. It was amazing how similar Brian's model looked in comparison to the old one, the house Dom and his sister grew up in. He must've spent days working on this, Dom thought. He couldn't deny Brian's talent. The accuracy with which he had sketched those plans was amazing. Dom had never even realized how well Brian could design. He had always considered Jesse to be the only one among them to have a creative bone.
"We're just gonna make some adjustments, so we all fit in," Dom then said. "No matter how many of us there'll be, we make sure, we all have enough room... Maybe we can add a second story to the garage so Jack can have his room up there when he's older, ya know, seeing that he's already into cars so much."
He grinned, as he thought of how much Jack already seemed to know which family he was born into. Soon that little man would be working with them in the garage, fixing an engine, Dom was sure of that. Jack was adorable; a cheerful face, always polite to people he didn't know so well – around family, he could clearly be a bit more feisty – and already pretty smart. Brian had to be so proud of him. Dom definitely was. He couldn't help but wonder, if he would ever get to see his own son fixing a car.
"Do you even know how much work that is?" Brian laughed – and like the Lykan had shattered the windows of the Etihad towers as it went through them, Brian's hearty laugh broke in pieces that image before Dom's eyes of a little Dominic Toretto and his father, changing the spark plugs of Dom's beloved Charger.
Dom breathed a sigh, too soft for Brian to hear, and looked at him. He needed to stop thinking about this.
"If we put the whole family on to it, we can get this done in a year," Dom was optimistic. "Maybe Tej can build us a robot to do some of the work," he laughed, shaking off the last remains of wistfulness that vision had left him with. "We're family, Brian. You two belong here."
"And I'm pretty sure we could all live in that house together," Brian said, "but Mia and I had a long talk about this and we just think that after all you've been through... you know, you and Letty... you two really deserve the privacy, so if you wanna stay in L.A., it's gotta be in this house."
When he had planned the new home, he had thought about making a few changes to its original design, so the place would be a bit bigger than before. They had had enough space, but only because Jack was still young and didn't need much. With another baby on the way now, Brian could easily see how difficult it would be in the future to make room for everyone. Kids needed a lot of space, especially when they got older. Getting a place of their own was the right thing to do, for him and Mia as much as it was for the kids, plus he really wanted Dom and Letty to be able to live in a house without that many people around.
"I mean, we can definitely do what you said," Brian continued, "add more rooms and make the whole place bigger, but why don't Mia and I just move in next door and we'll have awesome barbecues with the whole family in the shared backyard whenever we feel like it," he smiled at Dom.
Turning his head to look at the house to the right of their old home where Brian had pointed to, Dom frowned, out of confusion this time. He tried to recall if there was anything he could have missed, a word that had could have possibly slipped his mind, or if Brian had really meant it the way it had sounded. "You serious?" Dom wondered, turning back to face his pal, who instantly started to grin.
"When I said we were looking for places nearby I was actually meaning 1325," Brian confessed. "The owner left, apparently because after that bomb he thought living next to the Toretto's is too dangerous, so it's empty and– Well, say hello to your new neighbour," he chuckled, pointing at himself. "I hope you don't mind the cries of a newborn keeping you up all night. I can't promise you my daughter's gonna be a quiet one," he added, smirking.
Dom grinned, as he walked closer to Brian to embrace him in a bear hug. "I can't wait for it," he cheered, hugging his best friend. "This is brilliant. Why didn't you tell me?"
Brian returned the hug and patted Dom on his back. "We wanted it to be a surprise for your birthday next week, but you just beat me to it," he answered. "Just promise me you'll act surprised when Mia tells you. I don't wanna get into trouble with her for ruining the moment."
"I will," Dom promised, laughing. "Can't risk you two getting a divorce before you even married," he joked, as the two men slapped hands, bumping their shoulders together.
Dom was absolutely happy about the news he had just received. Soon he would be living in his old house with his wife while his best friend and his sister would only live a stone's throw away from them. He and Letty would have the house all to themselves, but he would still be close enough to see his nephew and niece grow up, have a Corona with Brian on the front porch and work with him in the garage whenever some of their cars needed fixing. And Letty would probably be as happy about this as he was knowing that Mia wouldn't be too far away if his ego would ever become too much for her and she needed to blow off some steam at his sister's place. Everything seemed to fall into place. Finally. Maybe Shaw's bomb had done them good after all.
"I knew you'd like that," Brian stated, seeing the bright look on Dom's face, "It was your sister's idea, though."
"She's always been the one with the brains in the family," Dom remarked, a chuckle escaping his mouth.
"Yeah," Brian laughed, "but even without having your sister's brains, you still know what the best kind of housewarming party is, right?" Brian tried to keep a straight face, as he quietly told Dom, "The one where you have sex all over the house... in every room." Wiggling his eyebrows, he looked at him suggestively.
"If that's what you and my little sis' will do next door, O'Conner, I do not wanna know," Dom pointed out amused. "But you're probably right. There's no better way to do a housewarming party than to release some of the body heat... so you better hurry with this," he grinned.
"I just thought since you've got Letty back, and now that she's got her memories back, you'll go at it like bunnies," Brian mentioned. "Know what I mean?" he smirked and the look on his face was pretty clear about what he meant.
"Mhm-hm," Dom nodded, thinking.
Brian sensed that something wasn't right, just like he had known that there was something about Dom, Letty and a potential baby that Dom didn't want to let him know about. He had let it rest then, but he wasn't willing to do that now. It was not like he had expected him to start bragging about his sex life, but Dom was acting way too weird for a topic he usually felt so passionate about. Brian couldn't ignore that any longer.
"Are you and Letty okay, Dom?" he asked with a concerned look on his face. He would've understood if Dom and Letty still had trouble adjusting to their new – old – life, but they had to be happy, hadn't they?
"I really... don't know," Dom sighed, rubbing his head.
Admitting that was harder than he had thought. It hurt to realize they weren't really okay, and yet Dom knew this feeling would go away soon. He just had to work a little harder on his relationship; probably harder than ever before. It felt like all the effort he had made before Letty had regained her memories was nothing compared to what he would have to do now to make this relationship work. But no one could ever make him stop fighting, because she was worth everything – every emotion he'd rather not feel, every argument they might get into, and every tear he might shed.
"All I know is, something's wrong," he said after the short break. "She cried last night... I can't even remember the last time I saw her crying so much... But she didn't tell me why and I couldn't get her to talk, so I guess I'll have to sit this one out. It's just really frustrating," he complained.
"Maybe she still needs some time to get her head around everything that's been going on," Brian thought. He could see the frustration clearly visible in Dom's face, and he knew too well why he was so frustrated. Dom always hated not knowing what was going on. And if it concerned Letty, his feelings were a lot stronger, even more intense. "She'll be okay, Dom, don't worry about it. She'll talk when she's ready," he tried to console him.
"I'm just so happy I got her back," Dom continued, suddenly feeling like he had to get a few things off his chest to be able to breathe again. "Honestly Brian, I had started giving up. I thought I'd never get my girl back," he admitted. "And now that I have, I just wanna do everything right this time, but I'm– I'm scared. I'm actually scared to fuck it up, and I feel like because I'm that scared, it will be the reason why I'm gonna mess things up in the first place... I don't wanna be overprotective or not let her figure stuff out by herself, but it's hard for me to–"
He stopped and looked at Brian, who just stood there with his eyes fixed on Dom, listening closely. For a second, Dom didn't know if he actually wanted Brian to say something, to stop him from pouring his heart out even more, but then the urge to do exactly that kept Dom going. "Letty told me about how she felt when I left her in the DR and I could barely look at her. I really, really hurt her, Brian, and quite frankly I'm not even surprised, because what I did was horrible... I shouldn't have– She deserves better. I wanna do better," Dom stated. "I can't lose her again."
Brian loved that Dom was so open about his feelings, because it was rare. In fact, Brian couldn't even think of a moment when Dom had ever been showing emotions like that. He had seen him be angry for sure, or be worried, but that emotional side to Dom, that he actually admitted to fear something, was new to Brian. Besides, Dom opening up as much as he was doing it now could only mean that it bothered him so terribly that he simply couldn't keep it to himself anymore. And that was exactly why Brian intended to take him seriously. He wanted him to feel safe; wanted Dom to know that getting emotional around him was okay, because they were brothers and as much as Dom had been there for him concerning Mia, Brian wanted to be there for Dom.
"I know it's hard for you to take a backseat every once in a while and let her do her own thing, but you managed to do that when she didn't have any memories and you can do it again. And then you'll be there for her when she needs you. You've always done that. Just allow her to take the wheel sometimes, she knows how to drive, you know? You won't crash. Not again. You don't have to protect her from that. Look what happened the last time you tried to do that. You made the wrong decision... one wrong turn... and it almost cost Letty her life. But you're still a great guy, Dom. She knows that. And you know Letty loves you for being exactly who you are. There's no way, you're gonna hurt her like that again and I think deep down you know that, too. I think you're just scared, because losing her made you realize how much you two had and how much you really love her," Brian smiled, trying to cheer him up.
"You know I told Mia I was scared to screw this up... us... her and me... because that's what I always do? Guess you feel the same way about your relationship with Letty, you just never realized it before, because she was always around. But now you know what it feels like to be apart from her, like, for real, not because you chose to be, and that's scaring you... The thought of doing something that could take her away from you... I get that. I felt the same way about Mia after I got her back, but you're not a bad person, Dom. You won't ever hurt Letty on purpose," Brian was sure of, "Just talk to her and let her know how you feel. If she knows, maybe she can help you. Maybe she can make you be less scared or at least–"
"You think maybe she'd want us to settle down, too? Like you and Mia?" Dom asked, stopping Brian in midsentence. "She told me last night, she doesn't think she can do that, but do you think she actually just wanted me to tell her we should? Maybe she was just trying to figure out how I'd feel about this," he thought aloud. Dom didn't know how to handle his insecurities, because he had never really had them, at least not that much. They had never been this palpable. And the question that kept burning inside of him was, if Letty felt the same way. Maybe she just couldn't voice her fears, because she wasn't used to feel this way about them just like he wasn't. The Letty he knew had never had an easy time speaking from the heart. She rather spoke from the mind. He could always see what she felt, she didn't need to say it aloud. This time, however, it seemed inevitable that she did. They both had to.
"If she wanted you two to settle down for good, you know she would just stay home and nail your sweet ass to a chair," Brian laughed. "No one makes her do anything she doesn't want to, she told me that, so if Letty really wanted a quiet life at home, she would just have it," he assumed. "Don't be so insecure, man! I know you guys have been through a lot and that shit must've changed her, but she's still your girl, Toretto. You know her better than anyone. You just need to let her know how you feel and stop acting like you've got it all already figured out. You can't fix the past, Dom, you're not a writer. You can't just edit and then rewrite it. And you can't shake it off like dust either. All you can do is learn from it, so just show her that you did and you'll be fine."
Dom, who had been eyeing the ground at his feet, collecting his thoughts, raised his head and looked at Brian again. And when he saw the big, encouraging smile on Brian's face, he couldn't help but grin. "And when exactly did you become a poet, O'Conner?" he asked, laughing a little. The weight on his chest felt less heavy now and he was glad he had unburdened himself to Brian in that way. He could only imagine how relieved he would feel, if he did the same to Letty.
"Maybe being a dad has just made me become a wise man. One of us has to be, right?" Brian laughed. "What I'm trying to say is that if you talk to her, you'll see what she wants and, trust me, it's not staying home and cooking you dinner."
"Yeah, that's definitely not her thing," Dom agreed, "Letty's anything but a traditional house wife. Unlike my sister," he teased – and groaned with pain when Brian's fist hit his shoulder.
"Ow! What the hell was that for? It was just a joke. I know Mia isn't–"
"That wasn't about Mia," Brian clarified with a wide smirk on his face. "Just forgot to do that earlier and you reminded me I still had to."
"So, if you didn't slap me for Mia, what was that about then?" Dom asked, rubbing his shoulder.
"You not telling me you married Letty," Brian answered, looking amused at Dom, whose face was contorted with pain. "What kind of brother are you not to invite me to your wedding, huh? Bonnie and Clyde united in marriage... God, I wish I could've seen that."
Dom laughed. It didn't surprise him that Brian wished he had been there. Everyone had probably wanted to be, especially his little sister and his best friend, but that day, it should've just been him and Letty – and so it had. The only person they had wanted to be at their wedding was a minister.
"I'm sorry, I just wanted it to be– I didn't feel like shouting it from the rooftops," Dom explained, "and it all happened so fast, like, one minute we still were just Dom and Letty and next thing I know we are Mr. and Mrs. Toretto. It was perfect with just us, you know? Just Letty and I... and that priest. It was beautiful."
Dom smiled at the memory of it. He felt his heart beating faster as he remembered the first time he saw Letty in that dress; the vows that had been a bit cheesy, but still so true to their characters and the way they had acted around each other. Everything had just felt like a dream come true.
"I'm sorry you couldn't be there, Brian, but I'm not sorry for not telling you... or anyone else," Dom admitted. "It was the best day of my life."
Dom had to grin, as he realized how much he had actually changed. The teenage version of him had most certainly died of laughter if anyone had dared to tell him that he would ever get married. As a young boy, he could simply never imagine that something let alone a wedding could ever mean more to him than winning one street race after another. His greatest love back then had been cars, now it was that girl he had been trying so hard to impress.
"Ah, never mind. At least you married her," Brian grinned. "Finally!" he then exclaimed, patting his friend on the back. "I'm so happy for you, man. For both of you," he smiled. "You two are made for each other."
Of course they were made for each other, Dom thought, he just had taken a lot of time to figure that out. They both had. Smiling at Brian, Dom got lost in thought for a second until the sudden move of his phone vibrating in his pocket startled him. When Dom took it from out of his pocket and saw Letty's name on the screen, he started smiling again; an even bigger smile than before. 'I love you, too,' the text said, and for a brief moment Dom just wanted to hit that call button to be able to hear her voice. 'I'll be home soon,' he began typing, but eventually forgot to press send when Brian talked to him again.
"So, did you scrub up nicely for the wedding, like, in Abu Dhabi?" Brian asked and the look in his eyes spoke volumes. He was dying to know. He was so excited actually that he just couldn't wipe the smile off his face. It looked as though his reaction even made Dom blush a little. Brian didn't dare to tell him, but it was really cute to see him like that.
"I tell you how it all went down that day, if you keep the witty remarks to yourself," Dom grinned.
"You know I can't promise you that, but I'll try," Brian answered, smirking. "And don't spare me the details." Then he turned to his son. "Hey, Jack, c'mere for a minute. Uncle Dom's gonna tell us a story," Brian shouted, immediately getting the little boy's attention. Jack loved stories, especially those that were about his amazing family. When Brian looked back at Dom, he was welcomed with a grin.
"Maybe I should leave some things out after all," Dom stated amused, now knowing that Jack would listen to his story, too. "Keep it G... All ages admitted."
Brian laughed while he opened a box with sandwiches, handing one to his kid. "Sit down, buddy, and eat. Uncle Dom's gonna talk about the day he married Letty."
Dom put his hand on the boy's head, stroking it lightly. When Jack looked up to him, he smiled. "How you're doing, kid? You're good?" Jack nodded and took a bite from his sandwich. "Tell the story," he demanded, his mouth barely able to hold the food, as he opened it. It made both men laugh out loud.
"You know, sometimes I really feel like your son's a little too sassy for a boy his age," Dom mentioned to Brian, who grinned broadly.
Brian often had the same feeling. His son didn't really talk much yet, but when he did, he knew exactly what to say to make everyone laugh. Jack was a pretty great observer during conversations and so his comments usually cut right to the chase. He was a smart kid.
"Don't look at me. That's the Toretto gene," Brian replied laughing, as he held up his hands in defense. "We both can be very impatient, though. That one he's got from me. But speaking of sassy... You should really tell us about Letty."
Dom chuckled. If anyone had mastered the art of sassiness, it was definitely his wife. She always went shooting her mouth off any chance she got. But at least she did that with a loaded brain. On their wedding day, however, she had been sweet like never before.