New chapter time! I'm going to try to update twice a week.
Not much will happen in this one, just sort of setting things up and showing where the characters are at this point.
"So, I've got something for you," Wylie said, waltzing into the kitchen the following morning, his hands behind his back.
"Hmmm?" Vega looked up from the paperwork she was reading, setting her toast on the plate. "Please tell me it isn't the phone with Cho on the other end asking us to come in. For some really strange reason, I didn't get much done last night, and we're watching the kidlet later today."
"Nope." He was grinning. "C'mere."
Curious, Vega rose and walked around the table to stand in front of him. He took his hands from behind his back. "Check this out!"
Vega grinned delightedly at the object Wylie was holding. "Ziggs!"
"Happy anniversary!" he said, grinning.
A pained look came over her face as she took the statue. "What?"
"Happy anniversary," he said, reaching up to touch her face tenderly. "Two years, ma belle."
"Wylie," she said, turning the statue over in her hands. "I..." she looked up at him. "I'm so sorry. I forgot again. God." She turned to the side. "I am awful."
"Oh, come on," Wylie said, putting a hand on her arm and turning her back to face him. "It's not a big deal."
"I know what this thing costs, Jason," she said, hugging Ziggs to her chest. "You always remember the important days. I always end up looking like I don't care."
"Hey." Wylie stepped up to her and linked his hands together against her lower back, lowering his head to touch his forehead to hers. "Stop it."
"Next year," she said. "Next year I'll remember." She raised her eyebrows. "Next year I'm going to get you the best present ever."
"Ever, as in, that anyone has ever gotten ever or that you've ever given me?" Wylie said, smirking. "Because if you mean the latter than technically..."
Vega slapped his chest and rolled her eyes.
"You okay now?" he asked, his smirk turning into a grin.
"Yeah," she said, smiling up at him. "Happy anniversary."
"I love you," Wylie said, pulling her close.
She smiled, closing her eyes. "Good."
The door swung open to reveal a little brunette girl dressed completely in bright orange. "Hey Madeleine!" Wylie said with a grin.
"Uncle Wylie!" The four year old shouted, throwing her hands up in the air in celebration, as if she was shocked to see him at his own house.
"Come here!" he said enthusiastically, hunkering down and spreading his arms. The girl jumped into them, giggling when he straightened up and spun around. Stopping his roundabout momentum, Wylie smiled at Lisbon. "You two have a fantastic time today!"
"I think we will," Lisbon said. "Though we may end up falling asleep without this little bundle of energy to keep us on our toes. Mimi," she addressed her daughter, "give Mama a hug."
Wylie set Madeleine down and the girl stood on her tiptoes, hugging her mother's hips. "I love you, Mommy."
Lisbon dropped to her knees to give her a proper hug. "Mommy loves you," she said, kissing the girl's forehead. "I'll see you tonight, okay?"
"It's a date!" the girl chirped.
"I have the cutest date," Lisbon said to Wylie.
"Definitely," he agreed. "Come on, Mimi," he said. "Auntie Shell has The Lion King all ready for you!"
"Better get that started," Lisbon said, "with four of us off, there's bound to be something that'll happen that'll make Cho call us in."
"Then we will Lion King, and you and Jane can nap," Wylie said with a grin. "Let's go, Mimi."