An End and a Beginning

Life Unaccounted For Universe: Part 7

Summary: Part One of a series of one-shots in an AU setting inspired by a picture I found and put in the top corner.

Disclaimer: Hahaha, I wish! I own nothing.

Monday:

Letty flipped through the paperwork Dom just handed her, and she looked up with an unprofessional scowl. "Really?" she grumbled, "A Prius? Are you trying to make me go home?"

He smirked."Would I do that?"

"Yes. You've suddenly become passive aggressive", she pointed out ironically.

"Hey, the old tactics don't exactly work anymore, do they?" he said wryly. "It might be time to try something different."

She glared almost playfully. "I'm going to have a headache by the time you're done tormenting me, aren't I?" Letty sighed.

"You could just make it easy on me", Dom pointed out with amusement.

She turned to start on car, scoffing over her shoulder, "Yeah, right – like that'll happen."

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Sunday:

Letty had discreetly kidnapped Vince to help her with her errand.

He followed her with his own car – she wasn't sure how much stuff she had to pick up. She guided them across town to a house with a gated driveway. She stopped to punch in the code, and the gates opened. Letty pulled her car up the wide driveway and gestured for Vince to park behind her. She popped the trunk of her car and got out.

Vince was standing next to his car looking incredulous. "Wanna explain to me why this house looks like it could be on the Fresh Prince?"

She winced. "Yeah… so Trevor has some money", she muttered. "He inherited this house from his grandfather."

"And you dumped him."

"Vince-"

He waved her off. "I don't want to get into shit, Letty. You did what you had to do. Just- you have to fucking tell us when you need something, okay? We're here for you, but we aren't mind readers."

"I know. Look, can we just get this done?" she asked quietly.

Letty turned off the alarm and let them into the house. She found six boxes piled up in the foyer with a familiar toy sitting on top.

"Hey, it's Señor Frog!" Vince said obviously.

"Damn, we've been looking all over for that", Letty muttered going to pick it up. "Must have been behind one of the couches or under the bed…" Under the frog was a note written on yellow legal paper. She glanced through it briefly, and found the only thing that was important for today. He asked her to leave her house key in the breadbox, and if he found anything else of hers, he would send it over.

They were definitely over.

She shook it off to deal with later. "Let's get this stuff in the cars."

It didn't even take a full twenty minutes to pack up what she had thought we be a new beginning in her life. She felt like not only had she stopped in the middle of what could have been a good book and burned it outright, but had also gone back with determination to reread a book she didn't like very much in the first place. It was an uncomfortable and awkward feeling. It left her with questions that she wasn't anywhere near ready to ask herself, much less answer.

Letty cranked up her stereo as they drove back to her apartment, trying to drown out her thoughts.

She and Vince got finished unloading her boxes quickly, stacking them in her living room. "Well, that's it then", she said flatly.

Vince nudged her with his elbow. "Nothing a stiff drink and some common sense won't fix, chica", he teased.

She laughed despite herself. "Don't start that again. You wouldn't make a good Cupid."

"What? You sayin' I can't pull off some pink wings and a bow and arrow?" he grinned.

She snorted. "Give me a ride back to Dom's. Mia has Aiden over there." Letty followed him out, grabbing the stuffed frog and locking the deadbolt behind her. Then she had to reach over to smack Vince's head when she heard him start humming 'Here Comes the Bride'.

"Ow!"

"Asshole", she muttered.

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Letty followed Vince into the Toretto house. She could hear her son screeching from all the way upstairs, mixed with Mia's laughter. She grinned. Bath time.

"Sounds like we missed some fun", Vince chuckled, heading to grab two beers from the fridge and passed it to her.

"It does", she murmured wistfully.

"Aw, don't do that", Vince whined.

She raised her eyebrows. "Do what?"

"Get all mopey", he clarified.

"I'm not moping!" she hissed.

"Mhm, your forehead gets all scrunchy", he nodded.

"Good grief", she groaned.

Vince frowned. "Letty, I know it sucks-"

"No, you know what sucks?" she growled angrily. "I can't even read a goddamn Dr. Seuss book without nearly crying. I am so sick of this shit, V."

He eyed her warily, "Time for that stiff drink now?"

"I knew I should have driven my own car", she muttered. "I am so not in the mood to play nice with others right now."

Vince went to the pantry and pulled the bottle of whiskey off the top shelf and poured two fingers full into a tumbler and put the bottle back. He passed her the glass. "Sit down and drink it", he ordered calmly.

She went to the kitchen table and pulled out a chair, settling in it and bringing the glass to her lips before pausing. "Don't tell Mia", she warned, finishing off the liquor in three and a half gulps, ignoring the burn.

He took the glass from her, rinsing it out and hiding it in the dishwasher, and then looked at her sternly, pointing a finger in her direction. "Don't make me regret that."

She smiled. Aiden came bouncing down the stairs before she had to respond with anything intelligent. He flew to her, like he had nearly swallowed a ball of excitement. "Mom!"

Letty bent down to hug him tightly, standing and letting his legs dangle, swinging like wet noodles as he laughed. "Hey, buddy. You smell clean. It looks like someone got a bath", she laughed as Dom came down the stairs, nodding at her with a poorly stifled grin. She rolled her eyes.

"Daddy says I'm so clean I squeak!"

Letty grinned. "I'm sure you do. What did you do today?"

"Daddy went with me and Aunt Mia to the beach! We made a sand castle, then he let me bury him in the sand", he grinned. "Then we had to dig him out because the water got higher, and when we came home he said he had sand in awkward places."

Letty snorted in amusement, and looked over at Dom who was pulling things out of the fridge for dinner. "Didn't you learn your lesson the last time we played on the beach?" she asked mirthfully.

He smirked, "Apparently not."

"Daddy let you bury him in the sand too?" Aiden wondered curiously.

"Something like that", Letty murmured vaguely. "Hey, guess what I found today" she said, remembering what she had brought with her. She pulled the stuffed frog from the top of her purse and waved it in the air.

"My frog!"

"You want it then?" she teased. "What do you say?"

"Thanks, Mom", he said, grabbing for it.

She gave in with a laugh. "You're welcome. Go put a shirt on. It looks like it's almost dinner time."

Dom waited until Aiden was heading for his bedroom before he spoke. "Where'd you find that thing? It's been missing for a month."

Letty made a face. "It was at Trevor's", she said quietly. "That's why I kidnapped Vince. He was out of town this weekend and I went to get our stuff. He had it all boxed up. Señor Frog was on top of the pile."

"I'm sorry things didn't work out the way you wanted, Let."

"No you're not." She shook her head. "It's okay though. It wasn't meant to be."

He raised an eyebrow.

"Vince gave me whiskey", she admitted with a shrug.

He rolled his eyes. "That makes way more sense than your sudden psychological take on life."

She stuck her tongue out. "You need help?"

"You can't cook sober", Dom reminded, slightly amused.

"Right", she sighed, getting up and heading out the back door. "I need some air."

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Dominic remembers the first time he had told her he loved her.

She was almost eighteen, and his dad had given them the afternoon off, so they had headed for the ocean – not the tourist-y part of the beach with all the screaming kids. Letty's favorite place to go was the pier where all the boats were docked. It was near a place that had amazing shrimp, so it was really a win-win.

They stopped and ate lunch before putting their shoes in the car to walk barefoot in the sand. By the time they got to the vendors, Letty's shorts were wet from Dom dropping into a wave. Her yelling had scared the seagulls away for about five minutes while he had laughed his ass off until she went after him, running until she caught up with him and jumped on his back.

He had carried her back the way they came to buy them both ice cream cones hers Rocky Road and his mint chocolate chip. They began walking again, and sometime between looking for pretty sea shells and drawing stick figures in the sand doing inappropriate things, he had blurted it out.

Letty had just raised a skeptical eyebrow in his direction and then smirked. "So... what? Am I supposed to call you my boyfriend now? Way to up the cheese-factor in our lives, Dom. And for future reference, if you piss me off, you'd better buy me some customs rims or something, 'cause roses aren't gonna cut it", she added helpfully.

He couldn't help grinning at her. "I'll keep that in mind." Dom reached over to tug on her ponytail lightly as they continued walking, and she made it a point to bump him with her shoulder.

"Love you too", she muttered, burying a grin as she reached over to steal a bite of his ice cream cone.

He dodged her playfully, acting affronted. "You can't just say it to eat my food", he groused.

"I'm not, it's just a bonus."

He rolled his eyes and handed her his cone to finish as they continued walking.

When they got back to the car, he opened her door for her, and she pulled him down for a kiss. "I meant it, you know", she said quietly when they parted. "I love you, Dom."

Dominic peered down at her scrutinizingly. "Enough to let me finish my own damn ice cream next time?" he asked seriously.

She snorted, sliding into the seat. "You wish."

He grinned and pushed the door closed.

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A/N: OMG, I know, I know. I suck. This took forever to write. Hopefully you liked it enough to make up for the wait. It's a little short, but I'm back on track now hopefully. I have some things planned. Let me know if you catch any errors – I went light on editing. Drop me a line. Tell me what you think. Thanks for reading!