Title: If I Told You
Author: Me
Rating: R
Fandom: XOVER SWAT & TFATF
Pairing: Street/Letty
Disclaimer: I get nothin' outta this...Only character I own is Letty's baby.
Summary: After the heists, they’d all gone to prison—all except for Dom and Mia. Mia hadn’t had a part in the heists and Dom had bailed out to God-only-knew-where. Inspired by Idina Menzel's If I Told You. This song inspired the title..read the lyrics, it'll make sense as the story progresses. Review me & i'll give you a cookie (more story :P ).

Chapter One: Tabula Rasa
After the heists, they’d all gone to prison—all except for Dom and Mia. Mia hadn’t had a part in the heists and Dom had bailed out to God-only-knew-where.

Letty’d been pregnant in the beginning of her prison sentence—gave birth in the prison ward and everything. Mia’d been granted custody, bringing Isabella with her when she visited. It pained Letty to look at her baby and see Dominic’s eyes, but it hurt her more knowing that Dom wouldn’t see his daughter grow up. She’d been home a week when Mia finally brought up the subject of the garage. Isabella, Mia’s niece and the center of Letty’s world—was asleep.

“Lett, we gotta talk,” Mia said, sitting down across from her.

“What about it?” Letty asked, staring at the beer bottle in front of her.

“We’re gonna lose the garage, Letty.” Mia said grimly. “We can’t keep running our lives—” Letty cut her off.

“I know, Mia. I know we’re gonna lose everything if we don’t start cleanin’ up how we do things, aight?” Letty said, finally looking up to meet Mia’s eyes. “It was your brother’s fucking fault we’re in this mess in the first goddamn place!” her voice fell quiet as she finished, “It’s his fault my daughter’s almost deaf.”

“So what do you suggest we do about it?” Mia asked, her voice hushed.

“The only thing we can do,” Letty said solemnly. “Start from the ground up.”

Two weeks later, Team Toretto—or what was left of it—had taken the state of the garage’s finances and actually managed to get the garage a clean slate.

@ @ @ @ @ @

“Look, man, I don’t give a damn who told you that you could get free Nitrous installation here, but we don’t do that shit anymore!” this was what the shop’s only other customer first heard upon walking into the Toretto Auto Shop.

“Look, you bitch, I didn’t come all the way from Inglewood to goddamn Echo Park for no goddamn reason!” The man shouted back at her. Letty looked ready to blow the guy’s head off.

“I don’t CARE where you came from, GET THE HELL outta here!” Letty roared, picking up the baseball bat she kept behind the counter.

“I’d like to see you try and use that thing, baby.” In a split second as soon as the words left the man from Inglewood’s mouth, the other man had the him pinned to the countertop.

“I don’t know how they do things in Inglewood, but in the City of Angels, when a lady tells you to get outta her place,” Street growled at the man, “It MEANS get the fuck outta there!” The man scrambled out of the garage upon being released. Letty was none too happy about the man’s interference.

“WHAT the hell did you do that for?!” Letty snapped, slamming the baseball bat onto the counter.

“Looked like you needed some help,” the man replied.

“I had that under control.” She snapped at him scowling heavily.

“So that’s why you reached for the baseball bat, eh?” There was laughter in the man’s voice.

“You got a reason for bein’ here or are you just tryin’ to waste my time, man?” Letty demanded of him, glancing at her wrist to check the time. “I got a kid waitin’ for me at home.”

“I was actually going to inquire about the job opening this place supposedly had, but if YOU are what I’d be dealing with, I might have to reconsider my other options,” The man said.

“You don’t seem the mechanic type.” Letty bit out.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” The man asked, laughing.

“You look too…” Letty trailed off, searching for the right word.

“Too what, ma'am?” His eyes were teasing her, making her nervous.

“Too fuckin’ smart to be a damned mechanic.” Letty shot back. “Who the hell are you, anyway?” She could feel the blush rising to her cheeks.

“Jim Street, former S.W.A.T. officer.” Letty cocked her head at this response.

“Former?” She repeated, questioning, “the hell’d you do to become a former S.W.A.T. officer?”

“Long story.” Street said, “Don’t think I caught your name.”

“Leticia Reyes.” She said, before adding quickly, “Letty. My friends call me Letty.” Street nodded, taking in the information.

“So, Ms. Reyes,” He said, “you still need that mechanic?” Letty laughed and rolled her eyes before answering.

“What the hell,” She said, “you can’t be any worse than the last guy we hired…”

*jumps up and down, not really the cast won't let me, hehe*
LOVING it already.
I really needed that, you just made my day.
Thanx chika. :)

Chapter Two: Could Be You

“Mia, Mia, the sonofabitch is HOOOOTTTTTT!!!!!” Letty squealed later that night as the two women unwound with a glass of wine.

“What about Dom?” Mia asked carefully. Letty snorted.

“What bout the fucker??” she asked, her indifference obvious in her voice.

“How're you gonna explain this to him?!” Mia asked, her persistence besting her.

“Ugh. Look here, that pendejo you call your brother left me to go wherever, he's hot.” Letty stated firmly. “You understand? I realised I can sooooo do better. ’s like, kick rocks bitch.”

“Took ya long enough.” Mia said under her breath. Letty heard it, of course.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Letty demanded.

“It took you eight years to get over him. Sure, i like the idea of you bein' a part of this family, but NOT if it meant my asshole of a brother got to walk all over you.” Mia ranted, for the first time that Letty could remember clearly. “You've been around too long; family's family.” Letty smiled at her, thankful that someone was on her side.

“So you like Jimmy?”

“He ain’t ugly, I’ll give you that.” Mia said, resisting the urge to laugh. “You know V & Leon are gonna give him hell when they get home, though, right?”

“They pull any shady shit, they’re gonna have to deal with me,” Letty said, trying to sound scary but failing miserably and chalking it up to the effects of being a mother.

“So what, you see this guy as more than just your new mechanic?” Mia asked, already having a slight idea as to the answer.

“I like him…haven’t felt like this in a long time, Mia.” Letty sighed, “I don’t think I ever have...”

“So, this is more than you just, like, lashing out at Dominic?” Mia asked, “You gonna tell him about Isabella?”

“I’m not gonna stoop down to his level, Mia.” Letty said, reiterating what she thought she’d already made clear. “Y’know, I haven’t even thought about him…” she said, becoming momentarily distracted by thoughts of Street, “Tell who?”

“Either of them! Dom's gonna come back eventually; maybe not today, tomorrow or the day after that, but you know he's gonna come back to L.A..” Mia said.

Leave it to her to be the voice of reason, Letty thought, listening to Mia regardless.

“If you have feelings for this guy, how's Bella gonna affect it?”

“I'm not going to deny him his rights Mia.” Letty said, resisting the urge to knock sense into Mia, who should’ve known her better by now, “Besides, Jim already knows. I don't want a commitment, or a relationship…it's not like I wanna jump his bones, well maybe a little but,” she sighed, fighting the surfacing of a smile. “I like him. Period. I like him for him, his company.”

“You sure about that?” Mia asked, watching as Letty slowly blushed. “Come on. Admit it already. You want him!”

“Who in their right minds wouldn't?!” Letty shot back, bursting into hysterical laughter.

“Any hints that he might be at least attracted to you? Like from the interview--if there WAS one--?” Again, Letty shrugged.

“I dunno, I just get this…vibe.” She reasoned, “But I just wanna feel it out. Whatever happens, happens.”

“You said he got that asshole from Inglewood to leave, after we couldn’t get him to leave for a WEEK.” Mia said slowly, “You’re tellin’ me that didn’t piss you off, even a little bit?”

“Yeah, at first,” Letty said slowly, “but come on! He helped.”

“You wouldn’t have even let Leon or V try to help.” Mia said, her voice turning sing-song, “Somebody's in lo-ove!” she sang, laughing.

“Oh, come on, Susy Homemaker,” Letty said, laughing despite herself. “He’s too HOT for his own good!”

“Hector’s gonna run this guy into the ground, ya know.” Mia said, laughter subsiding. “He's been tryin' to get you to go out with him for ever...even when you were with Dom.”

“I don’t like the fucker, he can keep tryin’.” Letty said, “I don’t know why your brother never used him as dirt to walk on. Literally.” This caused mia to burst into laughter all over again.

@ @ @ @ @ @

“Hey, yo, Mia!” Vince said, tilting his beer back, “What’s up with the Grease Queen over there?” Mia smiled.

“Girl’s in love.”

“I’m gonna fucking KILL Hector, goddamnit!” Vince snarled, getting up from his chair.

“What makes you think it’s Hector?” Mia asked, stalling Vince at the door. Vince looked at her like she was crazy.

“The fuck are you talkin’ about, Mia?” He asked, not in the mood for Mia’s manipulatively confusing mind games.

“Just watch her while we’re at the garage next coupla days, kay?” Mia said, ruffling the hair on top of Vince’s head. At the impact of her touch, Vince felt like he’d been shocked.

“Dom’s gonna kill this asshole, you know that.” He called after Mia.

“He’ll have to find the balls to come back first,” Mia called over her shoulder.

Three days later, the garage was functioning in full-swing. Letty had allowed Vince and Leon to partner up like they had in the old days, leaving her to pair off with Street.

Letty enjoyed being around Jim Street. He was so much different from Dom it almost made her head spin. Where Dom was the king of the street and everyone knew it, Street was more subtle and had a relaxed air about him.

Around Jim Street, Letty was free of the constant nagging in her head, so she was able to enjoy herself and her life. She knew she loved Dominic but she knew that the need to find herself trumped the fact that she loved Dom through and through. The difference between Dom and Street was that Street didn’t demand anything of her, aside from being happy.

I loved that part.

Chapter Three: Do It Already!

Letty and Jim were working on an Evo import, both up to their elbows in grease. Every time he reached for a tool, his arm brushed against hers, making her lose concentration.

“Ya know, you never said where you learned to work on cars like this,” Letty said, wiping her arm across her sweaty brow.

“You never exactly asked, Lett,” Street laughed.

“’M askin’ now, Mr. I-Used-to-be-S.W.A.T.” Letty replied sarcastically.

“My uncle had an auto shop; used to hang around there all the time,” Street answered.

“Guess that makes two of us,” Letty said quietly, “Mia’s dad used to own this place, then it was—” she stopped, debating whether to use ‘my ex’ or ‘her brother’. “Her big brother’s place.”

“Whose is it now?” Street asked, nodding as he processed the information. “He still around?”

“We dont really know where Dom is.” Letty said, pausing. “I guess you could say it's mine, now. Seemed a shame to sell it.”

“And..? Did he pass it on to you?” Street asked, “Are you two together or something?”

“Why? You interested or somethin?” Letty laughed, sighing. “He skipped town about a year and a half ago…stuff happened, people went upstate, relationships ended and…families started.

“Kinda stupid of him if you ask me.” Street muttered.

“Why’s ‘at?” Letty asked, brow cocked.

“He would just leave his family, his child…his wife. Just doesn’t seem right; not in my head anyway.” Street explained, hoping he made sense.

“I’m not his wife.” Letty stated calmly, hiding the hurt she felt at her own words. “And what makes you think Bella’s his, anyway?”

“I’m pretty sure she’s his; you don’t seem the type to whore around is all.” Street answered, mirroring Letty’s cocked head.

“You do know I live with two other guys, right?” Letty said, “And you’re right…I’m not the type to whore around…that was Dom’s job.”

“I asked around,” Street mumbled, shrugging.

“Why all the questions then, man?” Letty pressed, “You interested or somethin’?”

“Went to Racer’s Edge,” Street said, “Harry said no one got to you; ever—”

“Harry likes to talk.” Letty interjected defensively.

“…That he wouldn’t let anyone.”

“He?! He WHO?!” Letty demanded, remembering several times when she’d deliberately flirted with other men to get under Dom’s skin.

“Dominic.” Street said flatly. “…said you were…to be looked at, but not touched.” He continued, “’s why i know she's his.”

“Do I look like i'm the "trophy" type? if you're interested, make your move already, goddamnit!” Letty snapped, as much amazed as she was aggravated that a guy could be that sensitive about it. She cringed at the word.

“I don’t wanna intrude. I don’t know what you two were like together.” He said calmly. It only made Letty blush ten shades of red.

“D’you see a ring on my finger?”

“No, but I see you’re still around; you have his child, and I’m pretty sure he’s gonna come back for what he thinks is still his.” Street said, almost rambling. “Doesn’t seem the type you should mess with.”

“You’re right, I am still around. I’m still here because I owe the Toretto family that much after all they’ve done for me.” Letty explained. “’Bella’s Mia’s niece. Mi doesn’t know much about running a garage, much less working on cars. Isabella’s almost two years old; Dom's been gone that long. If he does come back, that's not an automatic forgive-me card.” Jim nodded.

“You might feel differently when he comes back.” Street protested.

“Lemme tell ya, man, the only way I’d have waited for him is if I’d had a ring on my finger before he left.” Letty said.

“I like you, Letty. I do.” Street began, “I just don’t want you to think that…you know, I want a piece of ass. I like your company; I like you as a person. Doesn’t hurt that you’re a real looker,” he finished, smiling.

“For the last time, man!” Letty cried, exasperatedly, “if you’re gonna do somethin’, DO it already!” Street stalked over to her and kissed her, full-on yet softly. She kissed him back, savoring the moment.

“Ya know, I been wantin’ to do that since I hired your slow ass.” Letty mumbled against his lips.

A/N: KARI! Where you been?!

omg cleaver...i love it..what happen to chris sanchez lol..there be some drama if dom comes back

this is a strictly letty/street fic and a gift to Kari since she's been havin' a crappy couple days recently. Sanchez is still on SWAT, but no flirtation between her and Street.

~*Mimi*~

Ahhh*yells* Loved it.
That was hot. They're sooooo hot together.
Hope Dom dosen't 'come back for what's 'his'' and mess things up for them.

okay, so i lied.

after lengthy chatter with this fic's recipient, i've decided to turn this fic into a Street/Letty/Dom triangle.

this being said, upon deciding on a new title, i will be moving this thread to the TFATF fiction forum!

~*Mimi*~

You couldn't stay away from Dotty could you. Hehe.

please, man! you know me: hard core dotty addict till death. but hell, this is COLLIN FARRELL we talkin about here, man!

this thread is now moving to TFATF.

let the drama hit the fan!

CLOSE THIS ONE but not the one in TFATF!