AN: Been gone forever, but this has been on my computer for a hot minute. Trying to edit a few more with time.

I don't know what made me go there but I ended up standing in front of it. It was a strange feeling in that I had never experienced before. It was night time and I didn't tell anyone I was going out. I just kinda slip out, my mind full of different things constantly running trying to remember something bout this life. Anything to flash a memory, remember the old me.

My name craved into the stone beautiful and giving and strange and surreal.

I felt him before I saw him. I hated that he knew always where to find me. In the short months that we had been back in LA he had been able to read me like the back of his hand. But I also loved it, it was nice that someone knew me even when I did lose myself.

"What are you doing out here, Let?" He said sighing.

"You always find me," I said "I don't think I'll ever get used to that."

I took one step forward and put my hand on top of the stone. Looked down and sighed. There is no changing the past, we must go forward.

"We can take it down if you want?" He asked

"It is just kinda of strange, no one ever gets to really see their grave stone." I said looking toward him finally.

"I guess you could say that," He replied his eyes still on the stone. "But it can be a miracle."

We had slowly built up our trust in the past weeks. Having to figure out our dynamic again, or at least my dynamic. It seemed like Dom already knew me and our natural dynamic and it always came so natural to him. Like two forces being pulled and pushed against each other, like our souls were meant to be in the constant dance. I smiled slightly, "Can't sleep?"

He smirked back, " It always seems that way these days."

I walked toward him so we were eye to eye, "Cars always do it for me, help me get all my thoughts out of my head and just silence."

"My dad always used to be in the garage at night, I could see the light on after when we went to bed."

"You seem like your father."

Dom smiled slightly and looked back towards the stone.

"Does it ever get annoying to you?" I asked "It seems like you find me everywhere around this city and I feel lost. And I can't pinpoint everything in my head and I'm always asking you questions. It's a never stopping, ongoing cycle of not knowing any of this." I raised my arms. " and you never ever complain about it,"

He continued to look at the stone for a second before he took my head. " I could never be annoyed, ever. I just got you back, Letty. Nothing is worse than not having you here. It was such a miracle having you alive when I thought I lost you forever."

I squeezed his hand, "It just so strange not knowing anything about my life, and having to get you guys to tell me. I see how Mia is sometimes when I don't know this person or certain things that happened"

It had to be three in the morning, he had on sweat pants and a black T-shirt. I knew I had woken him up by leaving earlier. His stance was ridged like he couldn't take this agony I was feeling. He face was thoughtful, soft. I put a hand to his face.

"I don't think I'm ever gonna remember, Dom" I said " and I hate to put that on you."

He was handsome and stoic. But his guard was down, it always was. It made me feel good, like I was actually doing something. It made me feel better to know he knew so much about me and I didn't have to waste time trying to explain to a person who I am... or was.

He pulled me into his arms. I returned the hug and fell deep into his warmth. Face buried in his shoulder. Breathing him in.

"I'm telling you now, I will never be sick of you and you could never be annoying either or stop thinking that. Everyone missed you so bad, I missed you."

I held on tighter and didn't say a thing.

"I know somewhere in me I missed all of you, even when I didn't know you." I pulled back "it was like this puzzle piece that clicked and it was strange this feeling of phantom that had been there since I woke up. I really didn't know what it was. When you showed up and annoyed the ever living shit out of me."

He cracked a smile his hands still around me, on my hips.

"Even when I thought you were gone, I could feel that phantom," he said lifting a hand my my face in turn "I thought I was gonna feel that way forever."

"But here we are," I said

"Yeah, here we are." He smiled and kissed me lightly.