A/N: This is my latest project, for my new obsession, Burn Notice. It's written in Michael's point-of-view, and I am going to try and keep it in the style of his little voiceovers. Tell me what you think, por favor.
Being a spy is nowhere near the ideal job for a parent, which is why spies don't have children. It just isn't done. It's much too dangerous for the kid, and way too stressful for a mother or father to be wondering if their son or daughter is out getting abducted or shot or blown up or used as bait. Spies don't have children.
Unless there is no choice.
Like, for instance, if your reunion with an ex-girlfriend now turned ex-ex-girlfriend yields unexpected consequences, like two lines on a test instead of one.
In today's world, you have a lot of options. Options that can easily fly right out of the window.
Abortion may have been briefly mentioned, but it was shot down before it even had a slim chance. Fi and I would never dream of taking such an innocent life, especially a life we created together.
Adoption was heavily considered until we saw the sonogram for the first time. We saw her, and thought, This is our baby girl, and we knew we could never miss out on her life. I could never miss out on her life.
My mom said she'd baby-sit her granddaughter occasionally, but she was our responsibility,
So Michael Westen and Fiona Glennane are stuck in the spy game with a daughter.
This oughta be fun.
A/N: I plan on having quite a few ficlets with different landmark events in her life. If there's something you want me to write, tell me and I shall.
