Realization

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Letty was in her car. Her white tank top showing as she held the steering wheel tightly, ready for the race. She hears an engine next to her causing her to turn and see the man she shot...Dom. "You've got some serious balls, man." She says with a smirk. "I've been told." Dom says, a matching smirk on his face. "You know, you're lucky I missed my shot." Letty says. "I think you hit your mark." Dom says confidently. "Really? What is it with you? Do you got a death wish or something?" Letty questions. "If that's what it takes. I just want to race." Dom says as he looks ahead, not before noticing Letty checking his car out. 

"You might lose your car." She says causing him to laugh. This was his Letty. "Let's do it." Dom says. "Your funeral." Letty says. "Ride or die, remember?" Dom says causing her eyes to widen. She knows that, where does she know it? "Listen up! Out here, we're used to getting what we want. This is London, baby." The woman cheers causing the people in the crowd to cheer loudly. "But remember, don't bite the bait. Are you ready'?" The blonde questions pointing at Dom. "Ready?" She questions pointing at Letty. "Ready." She says revving her engine. "Steady. Go!" The woman shouts causing the two to fly off.

Selena was doing push ups in the training room. Suddenly she felt a slight weight on her back causing her to turn and see Marcos putting weights on her back. "Marcos." She says causing him to grin. "Had to get your attention somehow loca, where's your Mom?" He questions. "Job." Selena says as she turns over, the weights falling over. 

"Seems like Shaw is trying to keep her away from you." Marcos says causing Selena to nod in agreement. "I wonder what she's doing, probably went racing and called it a job so I wouldn't come." Selena says causing Marcos to chuckle. "Probably." Marcos says as he gets into a push up position. "Alright." Selena says as she puts 2, 10-pound weights on his back. "Come on Marcos." She says as he starts doing his push-ups.

"You got to be kidding me." Letty says as she steps out of her car, in shock that she lost. "You're still upshifting early." Dom says. "I do that, so you brake." Letty says defending herself. "You lose traction, and the back-end kicks out." Dom says. "I noticed." Letty says. "Look, just because you know how I ride, doesn't mean you know me." Letty says, crossing her arms. "You know what they say where we're from? Show me how you drive, I'll show you who you are. V8. You never could resist American muscle. Nice scar. You never could keep yourself out of trouble, either." Dom says looking at one of her new scars. "What else do you know about me?" Letty questions. 

"About you? Everything. Like this scar. You got that the first night we met. You were 15. First street race. Some kid trying to show off lost control of his car, wiped out right next to you. You're lucky you didn't lose your arm." Dom says looking at one of her old scars on her arm. "And let me guess, you saved me." Letty says. "No. I was the kid showing off." Dom says as he moves part of her tank top revealing the scar on her shoulder. "And here... Boyle Heights. You were fleeing with my little sister Mia and got trapped in a corner. And you thought it was a good idea to ride your Torino Cobra through a retaining wall." Dom says causing her to chuckle. "All right, how about this one?" Letty questions moving the part of her pants, revealing a scar on her hip. 

"That's the last time we were together. In the DR. You wanted to go for a night swim. You cut yourself on the reef. I followed you. I even got this scar to match." Dom says moving the top of his pants, showing the scar on his side as well. "Can you tell me something?" She questions. "Do I have a kid? I had something, call it a vision. It was a little girl's voice and then I heard my voice calling her my daughter." Letty says causing Dom to nod. "We do." Dom says causing her eyes to widen. "We? Is she okay?" Letty questions, a worried look on her face. "I should be asking you that." Dom says. "Selena." Letty says causing Dom to nod. Letty shook her head and held her head. "Look, I don't know why you're here, but I really think you're over your head. I'm here for you. That girl you remember, it's not me." Letty says, trying to process the information.

"Not from what I just saw. Like it or not, you're still the same girl. I saw it out there. I see it right now." Dom says. "I got to go." Letty says going to the car. "Hey, it belongs to you. Both of you." Dom says handing her two chains. Letty nods and gets back into her car and drives away. "There she goes, leaving you again. Bloody fickle, that one." Owen says as he steps out of his car. "You want bloody'? We could do bloody." Dom says causing Owen to chuckle. "A street kid, starts out stealing DVD players in East L.A., ends up heisting $100 million in Rio." Owen says causing Dom to smirk. "Not bad, huh?" Dom questions.

"It's a good story, isn't it? Almost inspiring. See, what I couldn't fathom is why he's not relaxing on a beach somewhere with that cute little Brazilian number. Instead, he's working with a two-bit government hack like Hobbs. And then I realized, he has a weak spot. Two to be exact." Owen says. "We all got a weak spot." Dom says. "You know, when I was young, my brother always used to say, "Every man has to have a code." Mine? Precision. A team is nothing but pieces you switch out until you get the job done. It's efficient. It works. But you? You're loyal to a fault. Your code is about family." Owen says with a scoff.

"And that's great in the holidays, but it makes you predictable. And in our line of work, predictable means vulnerable. And that means I can reach out and break you whenever I want." Owen says. "At least when I go, I'll know what it's for." Dom says. "Well, at least you have a code." Owen says before he chuckles. "Most men don't. So. I'm going to give you a chance. Take your crew and walk away. That's the only way you're going to keep your family safe." Owen says sternly, causing an amused smirk to make it's way to Dom's face. "Your brother never told you never to threaten a man's family? It's a pretty stupid thing to do." Dom says. "That's what Selena told me." Owen says as he chuckles. "But I'll make it simple for you. I walk away when they walk away." Dom says. "Well, then, it appears this inspiring tale has come to an end." Owen says. "If that's the way it has to go." Dom says as a red dot appears on Owen's chest causing him to laugh. "Let me guess... Hobbs." Owen says. "Come on, you sum bitch. Hobbs says from his post. "The "two-bit government hack."" Dom says causing Owen to laugh and turn to his car. "See you around, Toretto." Owen says. "You can bet on it." Dom says as he watches Owen leave. 

"You know what would have happened if I didn't put that tracker in your car?" Hobbs questions as he walks over. "This one?" Dom questions as he holds the small tracker up, causing both men to chuckle. "You know, this just got me one step closer to Shaw. For what it's worth, Toretto, I hope it gets you closer to what you want, too. This better have been worth it." Hobbs says. "More than you'll ever know." Dom says looking into the distance.

"Selena." She hears causing her to wake up. "Letty told me to give you this." Marcos says handing her a small chain...her necklace. Selena's eyes widened as she looked at it. "You need help?" Marcos questions causing her to nod. "Thanks." She says as he puts the necklace on her. She turns around and smiles at him. "Thanks for everything." She says as she hugs him.

"Yeah, yeah no problem." Marcos says as he hugs her. She breaks apart when she hears a throat clear. "Come on, we have a new job." Vegh says as Marcos goes to stand. "Oh, not you." Vegh says with a smirk as she grabs Selena and drags her to where Shaw was. "What?" She questions. "Grab her." He says causing two men to grab her. "Hey! Get off!" She screams as she was dragged out of the warehouse. Letty rushed out when she heard her screams. "Where is she going?" Letty panics. "She's doing her job." Shaw says with a smirk, walking away.

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