A/N: This is canon compliant. Previously posted on AO3 under the same title and pseud. May slightly differ from the original post, because I've had time to do an edit run-through. Title (and a few lines throughout the story) taken from the song of the same title. Reviews and favorites are love, people! ;)

Letty lifted her hand to Dom's cheek in an uncharacteristic show of tenderness, "What the hell are we doing, Dom?"

The look in Dom's eyes said he knew exactly what she meant, but he asked anyway, "What are you talking about, Letty?"

Letty dropped her hand from his cheek to gesture between them, "You know what I'm talking about. This. Us."

Dom opened his mouth to reply, but Letty put a finger to his lips to cut him off.

"Just hear me out." she said.

Dom nodded silently and she dropped her hand and forced herself to meet his eyes, "I still don't remember everything. Probably never will. It comes back in bits and pieces. When I'm here, at home, with you, with the family… it feels familiar. It feels right. I know this is where I belong. I ain't questioning any of that. I'm just… I don't know if my place here is the same as it used to be."

Now Dom looked genuinely confused, "You're gonna have to be more specific than that, Letty."

She took a deep breath, "You and me… I don't think we should be you and me. Not like we are now."

Dom gulped and tried to joke, "You breaking up with me or proposing?"

Letty smiled sadly and shook her head, "We've never been in love, Dom. Sure, we love each other, but we've never been in love. Between us there's more passion than either of us knows what to do with, and maybe that's why things went the way they did between us, but we've never been in love."

Dom nodded slowly, agreeing without even being fully aware of it. "Why now?"

Letty shrugged and tried to think of how to answer. Finally she just said, "Mia."

One of Dom's eyebrows went up, "Mia?"

Letty nodded, a small grin tugging at her lips, "Do you remember what she was like before Brian came around?"

Dom chuckled, "Damn tornado. Still her, always had things handled, was always the responsible one, the sympathetic one, but damn… she was wild."

"Exactly. And look at her now. She's a mom. Her temper is all but gone… she's almost… calm. Brian's ice. He balances out her fire."

Dom sighed and ran a hand over his head, "Where are you going with this?"

"That's what you need. That's what I need."

"Brian?" Dom smirked.

Letty punched him. "No, dumbass. Ice. Calm."

"Saying I'm too hot?"

She punched him again. "Be serious for two more minutes, asshole." He looked apologetic and nodded, so she went on, "You're a storm, and you need an anchor to keep you steady, not another storm to clash with."

"And you?"

She shrugged, "I ain't going anywhere if that's what you're worried about. Other than that… I don't know."

Dom tipped his head back and closed his eyes, processing. He didn't open his eyes as Letty stood and pressed a kiss to the top of his head before walking off.

Brian stared at file spread out on the table in front of him. He was still amazed he'd convinced Stasiak to give him the file in the first place. Blue eyes framed by blonde waves stared up at him from the picture on the top of the file. The case report read like a royally jacked up version of his own undercover stint so many years ago. He shook his head and ran his hands through his hair. He needed to bring her home. And that meant he had to go through Dom. After everything they'd been through in the last few years, Clan Toretto was a bit more of a democracy, but Dom still had the final say, and no one would ever have it any other way.

Brian didn't bring it up until Sunday dinner.

"Who is she?" Dom asked.

"Brian with tits." Rome answered around a mouthful of hamburger. One look from Mia and his mouth snapped shut.

"Family." Brian answered.

She stopped dead in her tracks. Brian O'Conner leaning against the hood of '70 Charger next to a bald guy built like a brick house was not what she expected to see as she walked out of the gates of Dublin. The familiar, easy-going grin that appeared when he looked at her was what broke her out of her shock. Before she could think better of it, she let her backpack drop to the ground and sprinted, launching herself at him.

He chuckled as he caught her and wrapped his arms around her waist and barely managing to keep his balance as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and buried her face in his neck.

"Good to see you too." she could hear the grin in his voice.

She carefully extricated herself and stepped back, "Sorry. I just… I didn't expect you. I didn't expect anyone."

"Didn't figure you did," Brian shrugged, "And that's why we're here."

"I burned all my bridges." she said quietly.

He shook his head, "Not all of them."

He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and she turned to see the brick house coming back to them with her backpack in hand. He silently tossed it into the backseat before turning to her. He quirked an eyebrow at Brian.

Brian shook his head and laughed, "Right. Mara Spilner, Dominic Toretto."

"Dom." The brick house said, offering a hand.

Mara reached out and shook it, never moving from the safety of Brian's arm.

"Ready to get out of this shithole?"

Mara took a deep breath and stepped away from Brian, turning so she could face him, "Why'd you come for me?" She knew at a gut level that she could always trust Brian, but she didn't deserve to have anyone come for her.

"Two reasons." he said, something dark flashing behind his eyes.

She lifted a brow in question.

"One… I don't know how much you know about my life since we… lost touch. But as far as I'm concerned, the only difference between you and me is that I took the fall for someone who actually gave a damn, and you took the fall for someone you only thought did."

Her jaw tensed, but she nodded jerkily, "And?"

"You don't turn your back on family."