A/N- This is a flashback I always wanted to see—how did Dom and Letty get together back in the day? Here's my version…it all started with one little ride...
"Cops! Cops! Cops!"
At the sound of Leon's warning, Letty fought her way through the crowd, trying to get to her car, shoving people out of her way. But it was useless. The sirens were getting closer. There was no way she was going to make it to her car in time.
Suddenly, a car squealed to a stop beside her. Letty turned at the sound of Dom's gruff voice yelling her name. "Letty! Get in the car!"
She didn't have time to think, she just reacted, opening the passenger side door and barely getting inside before Dom accelerated, the engine roaring to life, Letty's whole body tingling with adrenaline at the sound of the engine and the feeling of him right beside her.
He didn't say one word to her as he expertly navigated the car to safety, taking back alleys at sixty miles per hour, jumping curbs, and speeding through red lights until they were on a road surrounded by desert, far enough away from the race site that the cops couldn't find them.
Letty twisted around in her seat, letting out a sigh of relief at the dark empty road behind them. "I think we're good."
Dom was still watching the road ahead, but he loosened his white-knuckled grip on the wheel at her words. "I can't go back to the house yet. They'll be looking for me tonight."
"Then let's just drive." Letty settled back in her seat.
Dom turned to her, his dark eyes impossible to read in the dim light. "You don't mind?"
"I don't mind." Letty smiled. "You totally saved my ass back there."
Dom's mouth twisted into a smile as he looked back to the road. "Well, I just couldn't watch those bastards lock up such a damn good racer."
"You think I'm good? Really?" Letty raised her eyebrows.
"Yeah. I think you're good."
"Good enough to beat you?"
Dom grinned. "Don't get ahead of yourself, kid."
Letty bristled slightly. "You've been gone a long time, Dom. I'm not a kid anymore."
Dom looked over at her, his eyes lingering on the black bra she was wearing underneath her thin white wife beater. "I can see that."
Letty felt a hot flush spread up her neck to her face. Dom had never looked at her like she was a girl before, no matter how badly she had wanted him to.
He had been behind bars for the last two years, and when she heard from Mia that he was out of prison, part of Letty hoped that when she saw him again, her feelings would have lessened or maybe even disappeared. But the moment he stepped out of his car after winning the race tonight, his arms spread in the air as everyone gathered around him, it hit her like a punch in the gut. She loved him. It was just that simple, and just that infuriating. What was the point of wanting something you could never have?
"So." Letty cleared her throat, tugging up her shirt. "What do you want to do now that you're a free man?"
"I just want to drive. Keep driving. Maybe you and me should just head into Mexico. Leave all this bullshit behind." Dom said with a small, peaceful smile.
"You and me?" Letty stretched out her long tan legs that were barely covered by a cut off denim skirt, resting her black combat boots on the dashboard.
"Yeah, kid. You and me." Dom turned to look at her with one hand still resting on the wheel as the darkness rushed past them outside.
"Stop calling me that." Letty growled, her dark eyes narrowed into slits. "I don't want to be your little sister, Dom."
"Then what do you want?"
Letty pushed up her skirt, Dom watching with wide eyes as she slid her underwear down her legs and over her boots before dropping it on the floorboard. Dom swallowed hard as she leaned over the center console towards him, her voice low. "So how long has it been since you got laid?"
"Too damn long." Dom reached out for her, his hand sliding underneath her tank top and up her mostly bare back.
"Pull over." Letty climbed on top of him in the driver's seat, her breath hot against his skin as she turned her head and kissed his neck.
Dom hastily turned the wheel, sending the car screeching off the road and into the sandy desert. He jerked the car into park as Letty took off her tank top, throwing it to the floor and shaking out her long dark hair afterwards. Dom unhooked her bra before he finally kissed her, Letty groaning into his mouth as their tongues tangled together. She felt him grow hard against her as they kissed, Letty undoing his jeans, shoving his pants down to his knees, her head falling against his shoulder when he finally entered her and they began to move together with hurried, frantic movements, their bodies pulsing with heat, needing to be closer, needing every inch of their skin to touch.
Neither said a word during, the only sound inside the car their heavy breathing and the thumping bass of a rap song on the radio. Dom's elbow accidentally hit the horn as he pulled her closer against him, but they didn't jump at the sudden noise. Letty just circled her hips against him harder, neither of them wanting it to end but both unable to slow down when it felt this good. Letty's teeth scratched against his flexed shoulder muscle as she cried out at the end, Dom cursing out loud with release before leaning back against the headrest, his eyes closed as they remained together, Letty shaking like a leaf in his arms.
The song on the radio ended, and the station went to an obnoxious commercial. Dom reached around her, turning the radio off, surprised to find his hand trembling slightly on the dial.
Letty pulled back to look at him, and when Dom opened his eyes, it was like they were seeing each other for the first time. He reached up to her, brushing a sweaty strand of hair off her forehead. "Where in the hell did that come from?" He breathed out, laughing weakly.
"I don't know." Letty leaned towards him, her forehead resting against his. "Cars just get me hot, I guess."
"I know the feeling." Dom kissed her again, Letty reaching down to lean the seat back. Dom laughed with surprise as the seat reclined, Letty climbing on top of him, ripping his shirt open to reveal his muscled chest.
"Round two?" she muttered against his mouth.
"Whatever you say." Dom pushed up her skirt, shaking his head with a smile. "This is crazy."
"Stop talking." Letty clapped her hand over his mouth.
Just over an hour later, they were both lying on their backs on the hood of the car, Letty wearing nothing but his shirt and her combat boots and Dom shirtless with unzipped jeans. They were both sweaty and exhausted and disheveled, but still smiling like idiots as they looked up at the stars.
"So how about Mexico?" Dom crossed his hands behind his head.
"If you're there, I'm there." Letty shrugged.
"Freedom, baby." Dom turned to look at her. "It's a beautiful thing."
"Welcome back to the team, Dom." Letty grinned.
Dom let out a long breath of relief at her words. "I should go home. I'm sure Mia's waiting by the door."
Letty sat up, having the strange sudden thought that the best night of her life was ending and there was nothing she could do about it. "Yeah. We should head back."
They slid off the hood of the car, reluctantly getting redressed in their own clothes before heading back to Dom and Mia's house. There was still party music emanating from inside, but no police in sight. The cops must have given up on Dom showing his face, but all the same, Dom and Letty parked behind the house and let themselves in the back door.
Everyone swarmed around Dom when they entered the party, Letty hanging back behind and watching as the night unfolded just like it always did. Vince made stupid jokes. Jessie tried to hook up with the first girl who would have him. Mia flitted around the party like the perfect little hostess she'd always been, making sure everyone was suitably fed and drunk and happy. And Dom was at the center of it all, just like he was meant to be. Nothing had changed. If Letty didn't still feel so blissfully shaky and sore, she wouldn't be sure anything had happened between them at all. She ended up crashing in Mia's room for the night, wishing she could stop thinking about the fact that Dom was sleeping right down the hall.
Maybe it wasn't such a big deal to him. He had been in prison for two years. Maybe she was just the first warm, willing body he'd come across. Maybe he just saw her as one of those mindless skanks who always plastered themselves all over him after he won a race. Another night, another girl. Why would she be any different?
Letty squeezed her eyes shut. This had been a huge mistake. The best fucking mistake she'd ever made, but still a mistake. All she could do now was pretend like it never happened when she saw him tomorrow. Then everything could just go back to normal.
"Morning." Letty walked into the garage the next morning to find Dom, Mia, Vince and Jessie already hard at work on a new car.
"Morning's over, sunshine. Mia said you were sleeping like the dead." Vince laughed. "What happened to you after the race last night? Hot date?"
"Shut up, man. I'm not in the mood for your shit." Letty sighed, leaning against the wall.
"She was with me." Dom spoke up unexpectedly, sliding out from underneath the car and sitting up.
Letty crossed her arms over her chest. "We had to go way off the map to shake the cops. Can't have Dom getting arrested his first day back."
"I told you it was a bad idea to race last night." Mia rolled her eyes at her brother.
"Hey, Letty?" Jessie suddenly interrupted, pointing at her curiously. "Why do you have bruises on your neck?"
Once Jessie pointed it out, the bruises from last night were painfully obvious. Vince laughed out loud. "I told you, man! She hooked up! Why are you covering for her, Dom? Was it someone that bad?"
Mia's eyes widened with a sudden stunned realization. "He's not covering for her."
Letty covered the side of her neck with her hand, mumbling as she stared determinedly at the ground. "It's not a big deal, all right?
Jessie looked between Dom and Letty. "You two did the nasty?"
Vince wrinkled his nose. "I think I'm gonna hurl."
"You're perfect for each other." Mia beamed.
"Out!" Dom barked, pointing outside. "Everybody get out. I need to talk to Letty."
Mia, Jessie, and Vince filed guiltily out of the garage, discussing what had just happened in low voices as they walked back to the house. Dom wiped off his grease-stained hands on his jeans, crossing to Letty and almost looking nervous.
"I didn't think this was going to be a team discussion." Letty said, her voice uncharacteristically quiet.
"It ain't a team discussion. It's you and me." Dom licked his lips nervously. "Last night was the night of my life."
Letty looked away. "Get a grip, Dom. I could have been anyone."
"Don't do that. Don't act like it was nothing." Dom turned her chin towards him. "It was something. You felt it too."
"Maybe it was just the car." Letty shrugged.
"Don't give me that shit." Dom shook his head, pulling her to him and kissing her hard. Letty closed her eyes, her body pressed up against his as she kissed him back, both feeling like a missing piece was finally falling into place.
When they broke apart, Dom kept his massive arm wrapped around her waist, their lips still almost touching. "You know what I think?" he asked, the sound of his deep, rumbling voice making her feel hot all over.
"What do you think?" Letty looked up at him, trying not to smile.
Dom lifted her easily into his arms. "You and I should go for a ride."