A/N: Silly nonsense fluff for Father's Day. Set sometime after their honeymoon in Cuba, though whatever happened next in F8 is irrelevant.

Rated M.. Just to be safe.

"Dom, are you okay?" Letty spoke in genuine concern, looking at him.

It was a Friday afternoon and they were all sitting in the backyard of the Toretto house, enjoying a BBQ with family in honor of Brian's first Father's Day as a dad of two. Tej and Roman had planned it, wanting to surprise Brian, though Mia had been the one doing all the work. Letty had seen her almost losing it, because the boys didn't even manage to do the shopping right. They had been out buying meat, but forgot all about the salad, so she had to drive to the market herself. Mia had asked them to get balloons and some party hats, too, and they had come back with a few water guns. Letty had actually felt sorry for her sister-in-law, but the moment Mia saw Brian's face made her forget all about her frustration.

"Dom," Letty said her husband's name in a serious tone when he didn't react, brushing her fingers across his arm.

She had been sitting next to him for a few minutes, trying to figure out why he had suddenly become so quiet. She knew he was thinking of something—something serious, as the expression on his face told her—and she had noticed how he had never taken his eyes off Brian for the last twenty minutes or so. He had stared at his best friend, like seeing him play with his kids was something magical. To have seen Dom with that look on his face had made her smile, but the happiness his eyes used to hold seemed gone now. It had changed into something she didn't know how to feel about. Dom looked kind of sad.

"Babe, what is it?" Letty addressed him a third time and he finally met her gaze and looked right into her worried eyes.

Dom reached out his hand to grab hers and smiled. "I'm fine," he said, squeezing it. Letty rolled her eyes. "Really, Let, I'm okay." Dom put her hand to his lips and kissed the back of it. Once. Twice. And again. A few times until she pulled it away.

"You're trying to distract me," she noted, admittedly loving the way her husband tried to draw off the attention. "Please, Dom..." Letty sighed, "Tell me what's going on."

Dom looked at her, heaving a sigh louder than hers. "Just that..." His eyes stared at Brian again. "It's—"

"Something you want?" Letty assumed, and he nodded.

When he stared back into her eyes, her heart dropped into her stomach. She felt joy surge through her system and couldn't help but smile. Ever since their honeymoon, they had basically avoided talking more about babies. They had just enjoyed being happy and carefree. They'd had sex, unprotected sex—lots of it—and not wasted another thought about the future. They had chosen to merely live in the present and take whatever life had to offer them. Although they hadn't done much talking, they'd had a mutual understanding about what they wanted—and then life had kind of chosen a path for them, and Letty was more than happy to follow it.

"Babe..." she let out in a long, deep breath and opened her mouth to speak again, but he stopped her.

"I know we said we never asked the question, 'cause our lives weren't made for a kid, and we agreed on letting it go until it happens... if it happens... but maybe we should reconsider." Dom kept his voice down not to draw attention to their conversation, already noticing his sister's prying eyes. Mia always seemed to know when there was something interesting going on. "I want us to try for a baby, Letty."

"Dom," she tried talking to him, but he obviously hadn't finished.

"Listen to me," he continued, "I get that you're scared, but I'm here for you. And I ain't leaving no more." Moving closer, he brought his lips to her mouth, kissing it softly. "So, let's stop asking questions and get some damn answers, alright?" he whispered to her, smirking a little.

"Can I speak now?" Letty asked and smirked back at him. Dom nodded, a low chuckle escaping his lips. "I wanted to wait until tonight, but—" She rose from her chair and took his hand. "I think you deserve to know now." Pulling at his arm, she signaled Dom to get up from his seat. "Follow me," she told him, dragging her husband along as she made her way inside.

"Hey, where you going?" Mia called after them.

"I got a surprise for your brother," Letty shouted back at her, making everyone else watch them leave, too. "Y'all know soon enough."

They went upstairs to their room, still holding hands, and she could feel Dom's eyes on her. "What kind of surprise?" he said confused and she grinned. Dom took note of her grin. It was that kind of grin where he just knew something big was about to hit him. But what?

"You might wanna sit down for this one," Letty remarked, still grinning.

She could see the adorable wheels of Dom's mind turning desperately as they attempted to generate a reason for her to drag him up here in the middle of their festivities. He had no idea what to expect and she loved knowing that he was about to be blown away. She had waited so long for this moment to be there, she could hardly contain herself now. She had managed to keep this a secret for weeks—not even Mia knew—and she finally would be able to share her joy with him. It was this moment right here that she would never forget.

Sitting on their bed, Dom watched her as she went into the bathroom. "Letty," he said, though he didn't even have anything to say. In his mind, he was still trying to make sense of her secretive behavior.

The Latina came back with a small piece of paper in her hand that looked a bit like a polaroid picture. A slow, sexy smile cut into her cheeks as she looked at him. A twinkle in her eyes appeared and then they were just sparkling at him full-on. When was the last time he had seen her so happy? He couldn't remember. Had she ever looked that happy to him? No. If she had, he would be able to remember it. He prepared to be hit by her surprise, but soon realized that nothing could have ever prepared him for it.

"This is for you," she said, as she opened Dom's hand and put the picture into his palm, smiling at the fact he seemed unable to move a muscle. "Happy Father's Day, Dom." Her voice, which was barely above a whisper, cracked and she felt her eyes fill with tears.

Dom slowly—as if he was afraid to look at it—turned the picture in his hands to see its front. When he did, his gaze met hers. He looked at her in disbelief. Surprised. Speechless. He opened his mouth, releasing a breath, but remained quiet. Then Dom focused his attention on the picture in his hands again. Clutching the ultrasound photo, he stared at it. The small figure wasn't much to look at yet, but it was his baby he was seeing and that's all it took to make his walls come down. Beginning to weep, tears of joy streamed down his face, landing like raindrops on his hands, and he looked back at Letty with teary eyes.

"Seems like the only question we should ask ourselves now is if it's a boy or girl." She let out a low chuckle and reached out her hand to touch his cheek, her thumb brushing away a tear. She smiled at him, happily and tearful. "You're gonna be a daddy, papi."

Turning his gaze away from her, he stared at her belly. "You mean my... our… baby's... in there?" he managed to say, laying a hand on her stomach.

"Well, where else would it be?" she laughed softly, and when he looked at her again, she grinned. "Let me guess... You thought I just put on some weight."

"Yes... No... Letty..." Still unable to form coherent sentences, Dom paused and closed his eyes, in- and exhaling deeply.

A living creature was residing in her belly, a tiny human—the incarnation of their love—and he couldn't even fathom what it meant. The idea of becoming a father seemed completely surreal to him. No matter how many times he had pictured himself with a child, no matter how many times he had wished for this miracle to happen, knowing a baby wasn't a mere thought anymore but a reality was simply overwhelming. He already felt a love so deep for that unborn creature inside of her, it was hard to believe this was only the beginning. He couldn't wait for everything that was to come.

Opening his eyes, he put the photo on the bed and pulled up her shirt a little. "Let me see," Dom whispered, making her chuckle.

"It's just ten weeks. I'm not showing yet." Holding his head in her hands, she stroked the back of it with her fingers. "But I'll be fat soon."

"You'll always look beautiful, Letty," he countered and looped his arms around her waist, pulling her body close. His head moved to her small pregnant belly, which he touched with his lips a few times, sending tickles down her spine. "I love you so much, baby," his voice sounded in a whisper.

For a moment, Letty wasn't sure if he was talking to her or their child, but when he raised his head to see her face, she knew he was referring to her by the way he looked at her. The looks he gave her were always telling a story. With her heart in her eyes and her arms locked around his neck, she whispered back at him, "I love you more."

A volcano of emotion had build up inside her, and now it erupted as tears of joy ran down her cheeks. She pressed his head against her stomach and he hugged her tight as though he'd not survive without her. He mumbled a few words, this time talking to their baby, and Letty smiled widely as she heard him say how much it was going to be loved. She knew he would be an amazing father. She wasn't sure, if she was born to be a mother, but as long as she had Dom by her side, she could face every challenge and master it, because he made her feel like she could literally do anything.

"What are you doing?" she asked, feeling Dom lifting her shirt up.

"I'm gonna make love to my wife," he answered, his voice low and sexy.

"But don't you think we should get back to the others?" Although she thought it was kind of rude to be up here alone when everyone else was outside, celebrating Brian, Letty didn't resist as Dom tried pulling her shirt over her head, but instead helped him do it.

"No," he said, "that can definitely wait." He smirked when he noticed her hands tugging at the hem of his shirt. He threw her shirt to the floor and unclasped her bra in a move so swiftly Letty could tell he really had some sexual tension to release.

"They're gonna start wondering... where we—" She gasped as he put his lips around one of her nipples, unable to finish her sentence. Her nipple instantly hardened against his mouth. "Oh God," she moaned, pressing his head firmly against her chest. "This is a bad idea."

Dom laughed and freed her nipple. He looked at her, touching her only with his gaze, but Letty could feel a shudder start in the soles of her feet and move through her. "It doesn't look like it is," he breathed against her skin, slipping his hands into the waistband of her hot pants, yanking them down her legs. Dom caressed the crease of Letty's sex through the pale blue nylon. She was wet in seconds. "Doesn't feel like it either," he chuckled deeply.

"You're a terrible person, Dominic Toretto," she panted, her breathing becoming more and more unsteady as her husband continued caressing the most sensitive spot of her body. "What if... someone comes... looking for us?" She arched her neck back, taking in a sharp breath when he pulled down her panties and his lips touched bare skin.

"They never believed for a second that we had any other reason to go inside but to do this," he laughed. "Trust me... they know."

A sexy smirk now captured Letty's lips, as she looked at him. She pushed Dom on the mattress, then crawled on top of him. "Well," she moved higher and higher, "I guess that makes me your desert," she purred and the sound of her voice was like fuel to his blazing passion.

Letty sat on his face and Dom did what he was supposed to do, and he was pretty good at it too—as always. She came hard and she made sure to return the favor as she pleased him with her mouth until he gave her his all. Making love like they would never touch again left them both breathless. After coming down from his high, he stayed inside her, at half-mast now but still warm and welcome. Her body was still quivering, little jolts still shaking her after the one great explosion of feeling.

"I can't believe the first thing my kid sees of me... is my dick," Dom joked, releasing a deep chuckle. His arms tightened around her.

"At least you got a pretty one." Letty pressed one hand to her mouth to stifle her laugh and lay her head down on his chest. "He'll get used to it," she added, giggling.

"He?" Dom raised a brow and smirked. He threaded his fingers through Letty's hair, kissing her head. "A boy? Is that what you want?"

"I just want a healthy baby," Letty answered, levering herself up just enough to look at his face. Smiling at him, she cupped his right cheek with her hand. "You want a girl?"

He smiled back at her, his thumb grazing her lower lip again and again, then sliding to her chin as his eyes danced with love. "I just want your baby," Dom told her in a deep voice—the one that sounded the sexiest to her.

"Well, I'm definitely having your baby," she said, kissing him, "so you're getting what you want."

Dom chuckled. "And if I want more?"

"More babies?"

He nodded.

"I'm not saying no, but let's see how we manage handling this one, okay?" Letty smiled, "Then we can think about more."

"We'll be fine, Letty," he assured her, stroking her cheek. "Everything will be fine."

Pulling her head down, Dom gave her another kiss. He still found it hard to believe that there was this tiny human growing inside Letty's belly. Soon he would be a dad—technically, he already was—and especially on this day, on Father's Day, he would be reminded of his greatest blessing in life. Every single morning he would wake up and realize he wasn't just a husband anymore but a father, and that thought alone made him the happiest person in the world. He couldn't even begin to imagine what it would be like to see his child for the first time, see it every day, and feel this unconditional love for the little being he and Letty had created. Brian had told him so much about how fatherhood had changed him, how powerful and overwhelming that feeling of being a dad was, and now Dom would finally be able to understand what he meant, because he was going to be one and experience it first-hand.

"Excuse me on second," he said to her, gently pushing her off of him. Letty rolled to his side and he got out of bed and walked over to the window. She followed him with her gaze, trying to anticipate his next move. Opening it, Dom turned round to look at her, a wide grin on his face. He made it so easy for her to read him.

"Oh no, you wouldn't," she smirked, shaking her head in amusement.

"Watch me," Dom replied and turned back around. Sticking his head out the window, he shouted at the others, "Guess who's gonna be a daddy!"