A/N: Ok, so at first I need to tell that it's not typical C.C./N story. It's just so complicated in my mind... This project has many years, cause the first idea of it came up to me when I was a child yet. But back then I didn't think it was a good idea to write this down (and maybe it's better). I forgot about it for few years, but it came to me again. And over a year ago I started that story. It's really different from the show and I'm changing it a bit, but you should see some references ;) It's story of C.C. and Niles in my eyes with different complications than is accepted. But I was trying to give the characters their features. I hope that when you'll be reading this, it'll be clear enough to understand, cause I see it in my mind and I know what's going on and you can be a bit lost, but hey what for questions are? lol Everything will develop in the rest of the chapters.

Sorry for babbling and for all mistakes, cause my english is not perfect for sure :)

And now I want to introduce you:

"A knight in shining armour"

Chapter 1

Huge pink suitcase, so disproportional to her little owner, was waiting near the front door. Tall blonde was holding her perfect finished hand on girls' arm, bending over her. Only for that allowed her really tight jacket.

" You understand, that now, when infant is at home, you can't live here, right?" she asked tiny brunette in front of her. Little one nodded, looking at wrinkled dress ,which she was playing with.

" Kitten, but you know is for a while, don't you ?" blue eyed, dark haired man crouched before her and grabbed her thin arms. After a while, he gave her strong hug. Her pigtails was tickling his face. "We'll see each other soon, Kitten" whispered. Girl again nodded her head. This time she was looking at interlocutors' face.

" Daddy, do I really have to?" she asked quietly. She looked at her father so pleadingly with her piercing big blue eyes, that he almost changed his mind, when blonde said explicitly:

" Yes, you have. Don't be a little girl, nothing bad going to happen to you there." Girl thought, that she's 4, so she IS a little girl, but she didn't tell that to woman to not make her angry. "Your father will escort you to the limo. Goodbye." Blonde, with any emotions drifted to the couch, on which were sitting teenager with infant at her breast and about 12 years old boy with very sad face. He waved girl goodbye, but blonde with painful cuff on hand, brought him short. Little one smiled to him shyly and followed her father, who took outside her suitcase.

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In the limo prevailed awkward silence. The man was looking at his daughter, tightly clutching her suitcase, which she resisted to take from her knees. She looked scared and lost in this situation. He wasn't surprised of it. Even he didn't understand what was happening, so why 4 year old would have to? But it wasn't another way out, that's what his wife said, and he couldn't opposed her. Despite he loved his youngest offspring more than her siblings, what he never said loud, it hasn't any influence on him to nix his wife. He fely, that someday he'll be regretting that, but now, he couldn't do anything else. So much was on his head lately. His business problems started, his wife didn't know about it, and his firstborn, now 17 just gave birth to a child. He didn't know what to do or say, when she told them about pregnancy, but his wife immediately found, great in her opinion, plan. Unfortunately other kids weren't in it; son was sent to the boarding school and daughter, with who he was just traveling, have to move up to her nanny. Apparently for a while, both of them had to be back home soon, but he knew that, one way or another, they'll be aggrieved, and that situation will rebound with benefits. He was hoping that penalty will be paying his wife and him, not their children.

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They reached to the low- key house in the suburbs. Kids from surrounding houses were looking at the limo like for an oil painting. They were watching in awe at the good-looking man, chauffeur, who was holding big, pink suitcase and tiny brunette bounding behind them. When they passed neighbors' doorstep, kids got back to their play, still looking at the limo with respect.

Interior of a house, despite the modesty, had some hidden richness. Girl looked around restlessly, trying to "Hide her emotions from people", as her mother used to say. She stood beside her suitcase and was waiting for what had to happen. Her father came up to short, thin brown haired woman in sweet white apron, who she knew since forever, and gave her quick handshake.

"Mrs. Lancaster, thank you. I think it's all I can say. Something else would be probably inappropriate. I don't want to excuse me and my wife, but…" she stopped him with soft move of her hand.

"I'm not approving this decision, but please don't worry, nothing bad is going to happen your daughter here. She's close to me as well as my son is."

"Thank you. Really, really thank you…" he said to the woman again, and turned to his daughter. "Kitten, daddy has to go, you'll be alright, won't you?" not waiting for girls response, he came up to her, took her in arms and held her in strong embrace for a long time. "Remember, that I love you so much." He whispered with his cracking voice, put her down, exchanged polite farewell with Mrs. Lancaster and left quickly so that his daughter couldn't see his tears.

"Come on, sweetheart." woman came up to the little one. "Maybe, we'll show you your new room, huh?"

"Ok." girl answered unsure.

"And, would it be a problem if I went to the kitchen to make something to eat and my son showed you the room?" she pointed at reddish boy, who just came from behind the stairs. He reminded the girl of her brother, besides that he was just little shorter and red-haired. He smiled to her and she responded with the same. She felt more confident.

"No, it wouldn't." she answered at the question, still smiling.

"That's great. Leave the suitcase. Joseph will carry it upstairs later." woman said to them and went to the kitchen.

" Follow me." boy slightly touched new roomer's hand and ran upstairs for two steps. She moved behind him securely, feeling much more freely than in her own home, where mother had forbidden running at the stairs.

They stopped in front of the open door to the huge yellow room. "They knew my favourite color." – crossed her mind.

In center of the room was standing big four-poster bed, and whole place looked like sewed for princess. She knew, how princesses were living, because daddy lately had read her tale about one, and her "chamber", it's smart name for room, looked almost the same with that she was looking at. She couldn't believe that was going to be hers. She opened her mouth in awe. Boy drew her after himself and she crossed her new room's doorstep.

"Just stick your tongue and you'll be looking like a dog." he made a little dig about her face, smiling all the time with twinkle in his eyes, which she noticed at once.

"Oh, I'm sorry" she blushed a little.

"No, I'm sorry. Mummy is always saying me, that people shouldn't be rude for one another."

"Right." she looked at the bed with admiration mixed with impatience.

"Would you like jumping on it ?" he asked, following her sight.

"A looooot." she said hers sweet infantile voice.

"So, come on."

He didn't have to repeat her twice. They flung in wildness at the bed and started hopping.

"Welcome home C.C." he said to her between fit of laughter. She gave him shyly downcast glare as a thank-you, then she smiled and threw at him the pillow. Both thought that living together could be fun.