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Peaceful Perfection
The wind blew softly, as not to disturb the numerous amounts of families that spent their free Saturdays in New York's Central Park. The sun shone at its highest peak at noon, and the great waves of warmth shined back off her smile.
She looked around from her seat on the park bench. Everything looked so peaceful to her—perfect even. She leant down to pick up the lock of rosemary that was resting against the bench. She twirled the herb in her palms for a while, dazed at its perfection.
The blonde had learnt to take appreciation for such small things in nature. In one second, you could everything you ever loved.
"Mama, what's that?" The 6 year old girl appeared at her mother's side.
"It's rosemary." Amanda smiled handing the piece of greenery over.
"Hmm." The small child seemed to repeat her mother's actions of twirling it. "But my name is Rosemary!" Rose looked up to Amanda, her blue eyes filled with confusion. "Oh I get it…"
Amanda chuckled slightly as she looked up to the large expanse of grass in front of her.
"Dad! Hit it to me!" Zara held her gloved hand high and tried to block her younger brother. She got a loud annoyed scoff in reply from him. Nick looked over and smiled at his chuckling wife.
He threw the ball up and hit it straight down the middle of the two. It was always competition between Zara and Percy. Percy took off in a splitting run towards the baseball. Zara had managed to catch the last one; she wasn't going to catch this one if he had anything to say about it.
"Hey! Give it back!" The 7 year old blonde boy scoffed again at his sister as she snatched the ball from his hands.
"Never!" Zara ran away laughing, only starting at game of tag between the two.
"They do know we love them both, equally, right?" Amanda smiled at Nick after watching the two run around the park. Rose squirmed off the park bench and headed after her siblings.
As being cops, special victims detectives no less, they were sometimes strict. But anyone in their shoes for a day could understand. All the horrors they saw happen to children on the job made them extra protective of their own. With Rosemary and Percy just starting school and Zara entering her last year of middle school, they knew the dangers.
"I doubt it." Nick slipped his arm around Amanda's waist and kissed the top of her forehead.
These are basically one-shots Nick/Amanda. Should I continue?