An- I'm baaaack! Hey guys, did you miss me? Cause I sure of hell missed you! So, I thought and thought and thought about it and I realized that all you need to know is that I love you guys truly and deeply, and that it feels so nice to be recognized by all of you people reading my work. I know it might not be major and all, but every review you guys give me, whether big or small, makes me soar with contentment and inspires me to just keep going. So, as usual, thanks for sticking by me with the last fic, thanks for moving forward with me for this one, and may this fictional ride keep gaining your interest.
Let's get on with the story, shall we?
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"Mommy, Mommy." She exclaimed excitedly, shaking her. " Wake up."
Miley woke up with a slight moan, looking around with confusion before her eyes landed on the bright, brown eyed girl looking back at her with a smile.
Yana Nicole.
She's all light brunette hair, and creamy skin that just glowed from the sunlight creeping on to her face. She is four years old and filled with intelligence and heart and passion for things four years old shouldn't be all that passionate about. She speaks what is on her mind and loves to argue but she is a sweetheart that loves to be adored.
She's all her, from the curly brunette locks sashaying down to her shoulders, to her adorable little toes but her crowning glory really is those brown specs of hers.
His eyes.
"Mommy, c'mon." She pleaded, dragging her mother up with her petite little hand. " Its breakfast time and I'm hungry and we still haven't got Aid!"
"Good morning to you too, bud." Murmured Miley under her breath sarcastically, receiving an innocent little smile from the girl above her before dragging her throughout the halls.
Miley smiles as she looks throughout each inch of the house. She'd moved out of the white house as soon as she could because she'd always thought kids, especially kids that were thrown into the limelight ( like hers) deserved at least a little bit of stability and normalcy.
And then she found this.
It's spacious, and has a front porch and a swing set and a red door. Its got four rooms, way different than she is accustomed to, but it was perfect. It had been a hassle getting her father to agree, considering cooking staff and personal house maid wasn't any of her intentions but she knows how to cook, and she cornered her dad with that little tidbit and she found herself barreling into the house as soon as she handed in the check.
Before she knows it, she's in that room and she just can't help but smile. The walls are painted light blue, and there is a stack of toys and clothes neatly placed where they should be and then there's that little bed, containing a short blue blankie ( one similar to hers) and a short little boy laying inside of it with a thumb in his mouth, eyes wide awake and alert.
Aidan Nicholas.
He's four years old and it seemed both intelligence and heart had been passed down to him too because he is full of it all. He loves helping others out, he's got a Kleenex ready to hand when someone's crying and a smile to give whenever someone's down. He's a shy little thing and the only thing he is passionate about is soccer.
Aidan is exactly all him, image wise, from his jet black hair, down to the way they curl their toes whenever they feel relaxed and in the element.
The only thing he had inherited from her is her sparkling blue eyes and her bright smile. It lights up everyone's world and she can tell, the little kid is going to be a heartbreaker when he's older.
"C'mon Aid, its breakfast time and I'm not waitin' another minute for you to get downstairs, food's awaitin' and their not gonna eat themselves." Yana recites, wagging a finger at him.
Yes, the girl is all sass and she's inherited her father's voracious appetite too.
Miley chuckles, watching as Aidan nods throwing his twin sister ( the older of the two) an adorable little smile and a nod before obliging her and getting out of the bed.
Twins, who would have thought? She didn't, but she's glad she popped them out anyway.
Aidan walks over to his mother and wraps his arms around her neck as he buries his head in her neck when she scooped him up. " Monin' mama."
"Morning scooter." She gives him a big smooch to the apple of his neck, which has him in a fit of giggles. " At least someone knows how to greet his mommy."
Yana throws her a sheepish look, shrugging. " Its my stomach, mommy. My mind said to say it but my stomach screamed food."
"Just remember who went through nine months and a half just to pop you keeners out, kid."
"I don't fink anyone could not remember, mommy. You tell us bout it all the time." The kid, plaintively says and Miley narrows her eyes playfully which has the child giggling as she grabs hold of her mommy's hand and leads them all the way down.
Yana's first instinct as soon as they reach the end of those steps is the kitchen, and Aidan wiggles down , following after her with impeccable speed trying to get to the dark haired man that waited for them with a gigantic smile and arms outstretched.
She watches as he catches them both, swinging them around which has them giggling loudly before planting kisses on both kids faces.
His straight hair has long since been rid of and grown with curls. His face seems more older and mature and he has a hint of a beard on his face which she absolutely loves. He's tanned from being out in the sun every day and his eyes are shining and his body has turned more muscular than it has ever been.
He'd been sexy then but he's absolutely reached a new high over the years. She couldn't say she didn't like it.
Aidan whispers something fiercely in his ear and he bobs his head up and down, listening to every word and then he whips his head up, catching sight of her and slowly letting a smile drift to his face as he sends her a wink.
She's flashed back to five years ago.
" I'm Pregnant."
She doesn't really know what to think. He's been standing there for five minutes, with a mouth left ajar and his eyes flying back and forth between her stomach and her eyes and she knows that the prospect of what he just learned is consuming in his head but she's just afraid of the result after it all.
"How- how long have you known?" He murmurs, and he can't take his freaking eyes off of her stomach and had it been some other time, it would have irked her and she would of stomped away but she needs to confront this, she needs to confront the situation, she needs to know if him/her will be able to know their father and if he will stick by her side through it all and she needs to know now.
"Same as you. I found out an hour before you did, and I'm not aborting and I don't plan on adopting and I'm just really freaked out of my mind here, Shane. " She rambles with a sob. " I'm keeping them, and I know it will be a crazy ride but it's a part of me and you and I'm not getting rid of that. I just need to know if you'll do the same thing."
Shane realizes his silence is just adding up to her freaked state and he wraps his arm around her, sighing. " We'll get through this, Mile."
Miley snaps her head up, hope in her eyes. " Really?"
Shane smiles, wiping her tears off with the pad of his thumb. "Really. Look, I know this is sudden and totally unexpected but we've got the funds to take all this in stride and sure we'll have some negativity being thrown at us, but we're Miley and Shane and our relationship has never been anything off the border of simple. We can handle it. I love you Miley and yeah, the whole children thing may of came a little more earlier than we planned-"
"You can say that again."
"But I'll stick with you through it all." Shane finishes, and Miley feels relief fling through her system as she pounces into Shane's arms.
She buries her head in the crook of his neck, breathing him in. " I love you, Shane."
"I love you too, Miley." He murmurs, hand sliding to her abdomen. " And the little grey in there."
Telling everyone the next day was hard. There were mixed expressions about it all but in the end, they had all come realize that Miley was one month along already and mutually decided to respect their decision and welcome the child that would rock the world to its core with its presence.
Neither of them expected it to be two kids instead of one, but Shane had just said ' the more the merrier' and the speechless nature that had fallen across their face was removed as they simply laughed.
Miley beamed at Shane and he winked, and she knew then and there, that it would be a hard struggle surviving to the point of getting to happiness with the media, but they would handle it as they went.
"I got worried when I woke up and you weren't there." She said as she approached, him instantly placing his hands around her waist. "Thinking about running away, Grey."
"I couldn't even if I tried." He growls, with a smirk. " It seems Mrs. Grey kind of likes having me around."
She smiles at the name.
That's right. She's Mrs. Grey
Shortly after they had the twins and settled in to their new life with their new kids and their new experiences, they were having a quiet dinner, the kids having been dropped off with Denise, and it was just romantic lights and romantic atmosphere and everything was just so delightful.
They were laughing at something she had said, and he was wiping away a piece of food that dripped on her cheek and then he proposed.
There were no rings and no thought out speeches. It was just him and her and what was supposed to be a normal day, resulting in a random proposal and she said yes.
They were married in a room at the white house, with just a small circle of family and friends present atleast seven months later.
Best moment of her life.
"You bet she does." She purrs before his lips meet hers in a passionate kiss. His tongue is about to creep into hers when they are rudely interrupted.
There's a pull at the end of Shane's leg causing him to pull back and look down, and you see Yana's face coming to view as she looks innocently up at her parents.
"Daddy, can you stop kissing mommy? No one listens when I say I'm really hungry and my tummy can't wait out no longer."
"Me too." Pipes in Aidan and both Miley and Shane burst out into laughter.
"Alright, if you must." Shane drawls dramatically before hoisting both his kids over his shoulder, them giggling as he leads them to the table. " Oh and Yana?" He calls out, causing Yana to focus her attention on him. " I will never stop kissing your mommy." He finishes with a wink thrown to his wife and Miley swoons.
"I'll say!" Yana cries out. " Its amazing' you two got time for anyfing' "
Both mother and father, spit out the drinks they had been drinking, ignoring the children reminding them that was rude before looking at each other.
"Baby bird, where'd you get that phrase from?" Shane stutters out, causing Yana to knit her eyebrows.
"Grampa, Gramma and Uncle Nate." She mumbles, before adding as an afterthought. " And Uncle Frankie."
Shane rounds up on Yana, smirking. " Yeah well, they're all just jealous they aren't getting some."
"Getting some of what?" Aidan asks quietly, head swiveling to Miley's direction. " Mommy, is that what the wrestlin' game is called?'
"What wrestling game?" Miley laughs, kids these days and their crazy thoughts.
"Well, last time there was a funder storm, and I hate funder storms, so I crawled into your room like you told me to when I get scared and when I opened the do' you and daddy were wrestlin'." Miley's cheeks reddened. " So I went to sleep wif Yana instead."
Miley shook her head, glaring at Shane as he clasped his mouth over his hand to refrain from laughing, before patting her little boy's cheek lovingly. " You'll find out when your older, Scoot."
"Can I play the wrestling game when I'm older." Shane instantly glowered, snapping his eyes to Yana's direction.
"No." Yana pouted with a 'no fair' which Miley laughed.
"Maybe when your older, Yana banana. "
"And a hundred." Shane piped in, Miley glaring at him in the process as he simply smiled innocently at her.
Yana seemed content with that answer, digging into her breakfast and Aidan followed suite, getting food into his tiny little stomach and Miley squealed as Shane smirked at her before pulling her into his lap.
She pressed his back into his chest as she watched her kids, who were talking animatedly to each other without a care in the world, popping food in her stomach every once in a while.
She shivered when she felt her husband's hot breath in her ear and the tingles shoot through her body and for a moment she was kind of shocked that she still felt this way about him, after all these years.
She shouldn't be surprised though. Its him and her, they could damn well fly if they wanted to.
He placed his face on her shoulder and inspected the kids with her. "We did pretty good, didn't we?"
Miley nodded, briefly taking her eyes off her kids as she cupped her face. " Yeah, we did."
And then she craned her neck, and put a hand on his chest as his lips moved in time with hers, their tongues unitedly coming together as they passionately showed each other all the love and affection they hold for the other.
All the darkness of their relationship had flooded away and in result, happiness has swarmed around them to soak them up in that aura they had lost once upon a time.
Miley couldn't deny that she loved it.
Miley couldn't deny that she hopes its here to stay.
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So there you have it. First chapter of This I swear. The title is based off of Nick Lachey's song : This I swear and its amazing and I hope you guys check it out. So, you guys should be happy at the end result of Shiley. My muse just wouldn't let me separate them and I kind of enjoyed writing the kids and Miley and Shane's relationship with them. I will explain the nicknames between Yana and Aidan soon enough, and there are still things left unsaid which I will answer… probably in the next chapter. All in all, this is just the beginning so hopefully I have captured your attention to stick around for the rest.
Ps. Omg, did anyone find it sooo cute that Joe just carried that little girl on stage and like sang to her? Or Miley when she hugged that girl that was crying for her when the girl met her? Or Joe and Brenda Song? Like seriously, when did that happen?
Tell me what you think. I'd love to hear from you.
Love, Aundrea.