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IN DOMINICAN REPUBLIC BEACH BUNGALOW, DAYTIME:

The morning after the beach party and a loud and crazy night with Dom, Letty woke up. She happily turned to face her man, who she believed was lying beside her, but she quickly realized there was just an empty space on the bed. She figured he might have quietly gotten up to go to the bathroom or another room in the bungalow, so she called out to him.

In a sleepy voice, she mumbled "Dom..." She paused but all she heard was silence waves outside. She called out again. "Dom, Papi where are you?" When there was still no reply she started to panic. "THIS ISN'T FUNNY DOMINIC. WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?"

She still heard no response. Letty started getting pissed, so she got out of the bed and tried to find Dom herself. She looked all over the inside of the bungalow with no luck. Then, grabbed her shoes to look outside. She found Tego and Rico fighting over some issue with their 1978 Pontiac Trans Am. This seemed to be a daily occurrence.

"Yo! Tego, Rico ¿Dónde está Dom?" She asked. (Translation: Where is Dom?)

"No sé Letty," Tego replied in a clueless voice. (Translation: I don't know, Letty)

Getting annoyed with the answer, she threatened in frustration, "Rico dime la verdad ahora..." (Translation: Tell me the truth now…)

Throwing his hands up in defense, Rico replied "No sé. N o he visto le." (Translation: I don't know. I haven't seen him.)

Loosing what little patience she had, she yelled angrily. "Where the hell is Han?"

"He's gone too," Tego replied anxiously.

"He told Dom he was going to check out Tokyo," Rico added informatively.

"OH THAT'S JUST FUCKING GREAT!" Letty cried. With a demanding tone in her voice she continued "If you hear ANYTHING, FIND ME!"

"You got it ma," Tego said affirmatively.

Letty turned back to them, joking in a sarcastic tone "Oh and you two need to learn what's wrong with that beauty. She's telling you she needs her shoes changed and she's thirsty. In other words she needs an oil change, a wheel alignment, and new tires." Turning around, she walked back inside, but not before she heard them cursing each other in Spanish. She couldn't stop laughter from escaping her lips. She shook her head. "Those two need some serious help".

Shaking off the laughter, she did a brief check around the house and noticed a lot. The kitchen was still a damn wreck and the living room didn't look any better. "Dom knows better than to leave a mess before going anywhere," she thought.

Letty looked for clues as to where Dom might have gone but found nothing. It finally dawned on her: the conversation on the beach the previous night!

FLASHBACK ON THE BEACH- PREVIOUS NIGHT:

"The cops are getting hungrier," Dom informed in his baritone voice as he looked at the ocean.

"Hmmm then I guess we're doing our job," She replied as she brushed her face to his cheek.

"I'm a walking target and I don't want you around when they catch up to me," he told her seriously.

END OF FLASHBACK

"No... He wouldn't dare." she gasped as she left her flashback.

Letty ran to the room she and Dom had once shared. That's when she finally saw it. On the nightstand was her cut of money with Dom's crucifix lying on top of it. Letty would have castrated him had he been there. Grabbing the crucifix off the stack, she screamed out. "HIJO DE PUTA!" (Translation: son of a bitch!). Calming down a little, she continued to speak aloud to the empty room. "Alright Dominic, I see how you want to play. Well two can play at this shit." The last sentence came out with a hiss.

Letty started pacing the room, trying to think of a plan to find Dom. Then it hit her. She was going to need to find a way to clear their names and bring the team home once and for all. The only problem was who would listen to her without throwing the books at her and the rest of the team? Then it hit her was going to need "his" help. It could only be "him." Hesitating, she grabbed her cell phone and dialed the number she swore she would never use. "He" was the one who had caused this mess after all. The phone started ringing.

In a rushed, whispered tone, she gasped "come on! Pick up! Pick up..."

"His" voice came on the other end. "Hello...?"

"Hey it's me." She spoke, not feeling the need to tell him who she was.

She heard a quick scuffle and then a door quickly being closed on the other end, followed by a confused voice. "Letty?"

Struggling to keep the annoyance out of her voice she spat out. "Yeah. Look I can't believe I'm asking you this but..." She sighed and put the crucifix down, then rubbed her face stressfully. "Dom left in the middle of the night without me. The cops are still on our tails and he thought they wouldn't find me if he left me behind. They already hit our garages in Mexico and Cuba so I know for a fact he AIN'T in either of those places. He's not that stupid. But do you know where he might be?"

"I know about the raids on the garages. My department was part of the members," he began. "Look I'll see what I can do but I can't make any promises. You guys are still wanted here in the states. Now the Feds have taken over. I could lose my job for helping you out."

Letty lost it when she heard this. She began yelling again. "WHAT! YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS! THEY WANT THE TEAM BECAUSE OF YOU! YOU AND YOUR FBI BUDDIES TORE MY FAMILY APART!"

Keeping his cool he replied evenly, "Letty please calm down."

Angrily she continued to yell. "HELL NO! Dom trusted you! HELL we all did including Mia! You do remember her right? This is all on you. We had targets on our backs the moment you walked into our lives."

Looking down at his office desk, he read the open file; not quite believing this was about to come out of his mouth. "Ok, ok. Come back to LA so we can talk about this some more in person privately.

"THAT'S MORE LIKE IT!" Letty exclaimed. Then added "OH AND YOU BETTER NOT SCREW ME OVER THIS TIME, O'CONNOR!"

She hung up on him before another word was exchanged and dropped down on the bed. Putting her head in her hands and talking out loud once again, she asked. "Where the hell did you run to THIS time, Toretto?" Letty got up off the bed and walked to the bathroom to do the usual stuff. As she was brushing her teeth, she looked in the mirror and got lost in yet another memory of the last conversation she had with Dom.

FLASHBACK:

"Ride or die… Remember?" She paused in disbelief. "Dom how long have we been doing this? And all of a sudden it's too dangerous? Come on. First Mia, Then the guys and now me?... You keep pushing people away so they don't they get hurt. I'll be damned if you're going to try to do this to me. I'm not going anywhere so can the shit." Glancing into his eyes, she continued pleadingly. "We'll figure it out… We always do."

END FLASHBACK

Those last words echoed in her head as she walked out of the bathroom and started to pack. She had to head back to LA to meet with Brian. After making final preparations, she decided to head out. Grabbing her things, she walked towards the doorway, stopping at the frame to gaze back at the small room. "I will find a way to bring everyone home again, even if it's the last thing I do, I need you home Dominic." she vowed determinedly.

With that, she left the bungalow and left the island; Ready to do everything she could possibly do to stand by those words.