He had only seen that devastating hurt in her eyes twice before, both times because of him. The first time was when he returned to Miami and they went to dinner and he told her that he couldn't give her what she wanted. The next time was almost 2 years ago when he went back to the CIA to save them. Charlie is gone, and there is that hurt again, but at least this time she is letting him comfort her. He was going to make this right, he had to.
Earlier that day…..
They had escaped that building, James, and the CIA. They were a family, Michael, Fiona and Charlie. If you saw them from the outside you would think they were a normal family doing every day chores, only they knew the truth. They had found a house in the mountains with a lake and the closest neighbors a mile away. It also had a swing set for Charlie to play on. It wasn't Ireland, but they both knew they couldn't go there, not right now.
Fall was here, they had raked leaves and let Charlie jump in the leaves. Something Michael never did, they didn't have leaves fall like this in Miami. Fiona remembered doing it as a child and thought Charlie might enjoy it. Michael thought it was a waste of time, rake the leaves in a pile, then jump in them to make a mess and rake them again. His logical mind couldn't understand wasting time, but once he saw Charlie and Fiona laughing, he couldn't resist.
After that was done they had lunch. Michael got Charlie ready for nap. Once Charlie was asleep, Michael went back outside, where Fiona was still doing some yard work.
"Michael I could use a little help here."
He went to join her and started walking to where she was working, when his feet were knocked out from under him, he fell and Fiona jumped on him.
"Fi! What are you doing?" he asked once he caught his breath.
"Michael I still need to make sure I have my hand to hand combat skills."
"Oh really." He said and in one swift move he rolled her over was on top of her, pinned her down and started assaulting her with kisses, and between kisses he said "You are very good at this, and I am more than willing to assist you with your skills."
With that Fiona rolled him over, and on top of him started removing his shirt. They were filled with all consuming passion. They couldn't get enough of each other. After their love making, they laid there basking in the warmth of their intertwined bodies and warm autumn sun. It was at that time Michael whispered so softly "I love you."
The three words Fiona longed to hear. She always knew he felt that way, but had never said it. There was only one brief time she questioned it, and it was when she was on that roof so many months ago, when he was with that psychopath and bitch. She smiled and held onto him tighter. He felt that and smiled. He knew that she heard him.
After sometime Michael finally said, "We should go in and get cleaned up, Charlie will be up soon."
"Your right." Fiona reluctantly agreed. They gathered their clothes and ran inside, up to their room to have shower. Michael called from the bathroom "Care to join me, I need some help getting my back?
Michael was in the shower, didn't hear her answer, but she climbed into the shower and joined him. He caressed every part of her body, slowly, sending a shudder through her at every touch. This time when they made love it was slow and sensuous. When there were done, they stood in the shower holding each other, letting the water run over their bodies.
Michael finally broke the embrace "I will get ready, you finish" and he kissed her on the top of her head.
Michael got out of the shower, and drying off watched her silhouette in the shower. He smiled to himself, knowing that this petite person had such a strong hold over him. She was his life, along with Charlie. He made a promise to himself that he would never hurt her again. He is going to spend the rest of his life making up to her for last year.
When Fiona was done and dressed she went down stairs and saw her two men sitting at the kitchen table, having a snack. She smiled, came up behind Michael and wrapped her arms around his shoulder. He put his hand on her arm.
"Charlie want to go outside and play?" Fiona asked
"Yes!" he responded.
"Then go get your coat on."
She kissed Michael on the cheek. "Have fun" he said "I am going to see if I can find a job."
He went to his office/spare bedroom. He started looking on the computer for a job, but when you are a burned spy you have no job history and the same holds true for a dead one. Finding nothing, he went downstairs to join his family outside.
He stopped dead in is tracks, there was Fiona on the ground not moving and no sign of Charlie. He ran over to where Fiona was lying on the ground, checked she was breathing, nothing appeared broken.
He picked her up and moved her inside and laid her down on the couch. He checked her more closely, it didn't appear that she was hit, but he did see a needle mark. She was drugged. He knew that would be the only she wouldn't have put up a fight.
He picked up his phone and made a call.