Hi everyone, after a wonderful response to my first fanfic I have decided to begin my second. Enjoy!

It had been a long day, a long week, hell, even a long month for Team Toretto. They returned from a successful stint at Race Wars to hit the ground running at the garage. It was a never-ending cycle. It seemed that as soon as one car was finished another was put in its place and others remained waiting.

Letty and Leon were just getting back from collecting another order from Harry's. They were walking into the garage and both were oblivious to the man sitting in the car across the road, watching them, waiting for them. Letty stopped at the scene in front of her. Dom was pulling away from kissing the cheek of a blonde Barbie doll like girl, he handed her keys to what Letty assumed was her car. Yup, he lead her to her car. She remained where she stood, waiting for him to acknowledge her presence.

Dom turned around after another satisfied customer left his shop when he saw her. She was pissed. He realised what she thought that she saw. He would have to go into damage control. He waited for her to make the first move.

She said nothing.

Things had been rough for them the past couple of months. They were fighting more than usual but over nothing important. They'd each spent nights on the couch, refusing to sleep with the other. It was hard to keep the relationship personal, private due to the family nature of the team. For Letty this meant that she felt isolated. She'd even tried looking for someone else to live; Dom found out and flipped his lid so she stayed.

Dom had never cheated on her before that she knew of and she never doubted him but walking in to her workplace and seeing him give a kiss away so freely almost broke her heart. Letty was never a girly girl, hardly ever got emotional. But the past couple of months had taken their toll on her.

She shook her head at him and walked away from him. There was no point arguing, or so she thought, there were cars that still needed to be worked on.

"What" his voice held that tone, that attitude which was egging her to fight back.

Not here, not now!

"Letty?"

She dropped her boxes next to where Leon left his. Vince was sliding out from the car that he'd been working on hearing the beginning of the argument.

She continued to ignore him, she honestly didn't have the strength anymore. Being with him exhausted her. The fighting between them, her fighting of skanks at the races, working! Everything was too much now.

"Letty"

She figured he wasn't going to stop.

"What?" She turned to him, her stance was fierce. She'd take him on any day. Unlike other people, when it came to fighting with Dominic Toretto, for her it would always be to the death.

"What's your problem" His baritone voice was painted with mock concern. He was trying to dig himself out.

"My problem"

"Yeah?"

"What do you think my problem is"

"You pissed off"

"Why?"

"Fucks me"

"Come on Dom what do you think my problem is" She was yelling at him now. Not caring who heard or what they thought. It was time he listened. Time he knew that what he did, how he acted, what he said always affected her in one way or another.

"I don't fucken know Letty, what is your problem every other day of the week" He was yelling back. Trying to put it all back on her. He was good at it too. Could always convince Vince, Leon and Jesse that she was at fault for whatever they were arguing about. Not this time.

. . .

The man in the car was quite older than the group inside the garage. His eyes were shielded by sunglasses however he sat and watched the scene unfolding. He could hear every word. Most likely the whole neighbourhood could hear the two inside. It was his neighbourhood once. Things have definitely changed since he had been here last. He reminisced silently.

. . .

"You Dominic. You're my fucking problem. It's bad enough that I have to fight off sluts when we race, but to come home and see you flirting your ass of with customers where we work is too much.

He tried to interrupt her but failed.

"I mean what's next, I'll have to interrupt when your flirting at the house, or in our bed. Fuck you"

. . .

After hearing this, the man decided it was time. He hopped out of his car and began his journey to the garage.

. . .

"Don't you fucking dare give me that bullshit Letty, it was just a fucking kiss on the fucking cheek." He was reeling now. To be completely honest, it hurt like hell when he realised how little faith she had in him.

"Really, Dom, is that all. Well how bout I go out and get some random guy to give me just a fucking kiss on the fucking cheek and let's see what you do huh!

She was pushing his buttons.

Neither took any notice to their approaching visitor.

She tried to walk away from him. Was gonna let him think about what a dick he was.

"Is that what you want huh, someone else."

"To be completely honest I think that you do. Why the hell do you keep me around Dom." She said as she walked away from him.

. . .

Hearing this part of the conversation worried Luis. He hoped that she was happy not hurting. He continued his path.

. . .

"What"

"It feels like every time I look for you I find you with another girl or you've disappeared somewhere and I'm left waiting for you. I'm sick of the bullshit."

"What bullshit?"

"Your bullshit, our bullshit. You, us. I hate it now."

He knew what she meant. Their relationship was on the rocks, he didn't know how to fix it, didn't know what was wrong. He was scared shitless of losing her, being without her. But what could he do.

. . .

Luis had now reached the entrance of the garage. Letty and Dom were fighting in the middle of the arena. Vince looked up at the newcomer. A puzzled look adorned his face. Vince knew that he knew this man. So familiar but so different! Leon had no clue, neither did Jesse.

The man in front of them was older in his late 40s early 50s even. He was about Leon's height but solidly built. Very tanned. Black curly hair. His eyes were hidden from their view covered by dark glasses.

. . .

"If you want to fucken leave Letty don't let me stop you". Here he goes again, pinning in on her. "Dont stay around her just using me"

"Using you what the fuck would I use you for. You've shown me in the past couple of months you've got nothing I need, nothing I fucking want. You want me gone say so." She spun around. Her eyes found the strange man at the garage's entrance.

"Well let's see, you sleep in my bed, in my house, eat my food work at my garage. I wonder what you could possibly use me for" His voice was louder again. "You're a fucking bitch so just figure out what you want and tell me coz I'm sick of this bullshit too".

He turned away from her. She wasn't really listening to him, and luckily too. Now all pairs of eyes were on this man.

"Am I interrupting something" he asked. His English was laced with an accent. Luis slowly lifted his sunglasses. Hiding time was over.

Letty gasped as Dom realised just who this man was in front of him. Vince realised a couple of seconds later cursing at the situation.

Luis Ortiz hadn't stood in this garage for almost 15 years.

"Papa" Letty whispered.

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