Here another chapter for you guys :D
Ily, this is for you, i have added some fluffy MiSa in here for you, i only want to make ya happy teehee
Thanks so much for doin this with me Dee, you reli are a life saver! It's so much fun writin wiv you :D
ENJOY!
Michael stirred in his seep and awoke to find Sara comfortably snuggled in his arms, her breathing gentle and relaxed…she looked so beautiful.
He sighted with contentment, loving the feel of her body against his, it fit perfectly melding into his, like the final piece of the puzzle in his over complicated life. He looked down at her peacefully sleeping frame and moved a piece of hair away from her face, causing her to shift under his touch; she sleepily opened her eyes to be greeted by the hypnotising gaze of Michael's baby blues.
"Morning" Michael whispered, watching Sara position herself in his arms so she could better see his face.
"That was the best night sleep I have had in ages" Sara couldn't help the large grin cover her face as she recalled the events of the previous night, she loved Michael so much, sometimes she found it hard to believe that after all they have been through that she did actually have him all to herself and they had created their beautiful daughter. There was a time she never thought all of this to be possible, but that was in darker times, times when the Company were around every corner, preventing them from living the life they both so desperately wanted…together.
"Best night huh? I could think of a few ways to make tonight even better" Michael smiled, causing Sara to look at him shocked.
"Is that a promise Mr Scofield?" Sara teased, running her hand mindlessly over his tattooed chest.
"It could be" Michael responded, leaning down to capture Sara's lips under his, never able to satisfy his constant need of contact with the woman he had fallen in love with so long ago.
Sara happily obliged, deepening the kiss, both their hands searching one another frantically, feeling…treasuring.
They broke apart, both breathless at the sudden exertion of energy and passion. Sara placed her head back onto his chest, her skin prickled as Michael ran his finger along her hip.
"I hate to ruin the moment, but I have to go and get Chrissie…our daughter, remember her" Michael said chuckling as he did so.
"Haha, very funny. Do we have to move?" Sara said playfully slapping his arm, changing her tone to a whine at the realisation that they would have to leave one another's embrace.
"Afraid so, we can't expect Angel to keep her any longer" Michael added, moving from Sara's arm and moving to find some clothes.
Sara's heart skipped a beat as she watched him stand, observing his entire upper body and the ink that masked it, no matter how many times she saw it, it always amazed her. Shaking away her lustful thoughts, she spoke her thoughts of this Angel character.
"Don't you think there is something a little…strange about this Angel guy?" Sara asked, Michael looking back at her with a questioning look, but not all together disagreeing with her.
"What do you mean?" Michael pushed further.
"Oh I don't know, I'm probably being silly…it's just I never see him out during the day and he never offers to bring Erin back in the mornings, but at night he is always more than willing…and then there's his business, a private investigator, of what exactly? Have you ever spoken to any of his clients?" Sara was on a roll, too long she had pushed her questions aside, but now she wanted some answers, especially if her daughter was to be spending so much time with his family.
"I'm sure it's nothing Sara, if it makes you feel better I will look into it, but try not to worry in the mean time…okay? Chrissie is really close to Erin." Michael soothed, leaning over the bed and planting a small kiss on her forehead, running his hand over her hair, before moving towards the door.
"Thank you, I'll try not to worry, but I'm a mum, it's what I do. I like Erin; she's good for Chrissie's confidence so I want it to be right." Sara laughed as she bid goodbye to her husband, when he was gone and she heard the door shut, she slumped back onto the bed and began to plan the rest of her day in her mind.
"So what time you going home Izzie?" Angel smiled to himself as Chrissie groaned with the realisation she was gonna be in deep shit.
"Dad said he'd call for me about ten cos he's some stuff to do." Chrissie sighed again.
Erin adjusted herself on Angel's lap, rubbing his shirt between her fingers. "Dad..."
"No Erin I've got to tell him, I'd expect to be told." Angel didn't give his daughter chance to finish. "you are still in trouble as well."
Izzie sunk into her chair hoping that she could be forgotten about, she didn't want her Dad to find out about her little party last night and she knew that Angel wasn't going to cave. She managed a small smile to Erin before they were all pulled from their misery as Michael knocked at the front door.
Angel pushed Erin from his lap and headed towards the door.
"Daddy! Please don't tell him" Erin pleaded once more, she wasn't going to give up that easily, but Angel merely ignored her and welcomed Chrissies Dad at the door, welcoming him into the foyer of the Hotel.
"Thank you for having Chrissie last night at such short notice, I hope she wasn't any trouble" Michael started as he spotted his daughter emerge sullen faced from the kitchen.
"Trouble is an understatement." Joe muttered to himself as he came down the stairs, catching Chrissie's eye and smiling sympathetically her way.
"Well actually...there is something I think you should know" Angel didn't make any small talk; he was going straight for the prize. "...last night I returned to find Erin and Chrissie drunk. I don't know you're rules on such behaviour, but I certainly do not approve of Erin drinking. I'm telling you as I would want to know should the role be reversed." Angel had his serious face on and erin groaned.
Michael stood aghast, unsure of what to say for a moment, his face hardened as he looked from Angel to his daughter. Chrissie couldn't keep her fathers stare, and she looked to the floor, feeling her cheeks burn.
"Don't worry Izzie, your Dad can't behalf as bad as mine" Erin whispered to her friend, trying to make her feel better, though in truth she knew they were both going to get it big time.
"Thanks, but I doubt that" Izzie returned, still trying to keep out of her fathers glare.
"Thanks for letting me know Angel, I can assure you that I too disapprove of this behaviour and I will be having strong words with Chrissie when we get home. I would of course inform you if it were the other way around and I appreciate you telling me." Michael never thought his little girl would be one for getting drunk, he new the day would come but he wasn't expecting it for a while yet.
"Believe me, Erin will be having more than words exchanged" Angel said crossing his arms over his chest and darting a deathly glare to Erin who put on a sulky face and glanced at Chrissie.
"Told ya."
Chrissie pulled a sympathetic face, half for herself and half for her best friend.
"I think you'd better move, don't you?" Michael stepped back forcing Chrissie to pass him, she could feel the intensity of his glare in the back of her head. "Sorry Angel." he sighed and followed his daughter.
Angel merely nodded.
"Bye Izzie." Erin said quietly.
"Seeya Izzie, look forward to seeing you again" Joe called from inside the kitchen.
Angel turned his attention to Erin now who glared at him.
"You didn't have to tell dad!" Erin stepped backwards, out of reach as Joe came out of the kitchen and grinned.
"Erin until you have children of your own, don't you make assumptions of what we should or shouldn't know...got it?" Angel was in no mood to be told what to do by his children.
Erin was about to say something back to that but decided against it as Angel's face looked ready to explode. Joe came to stand next to her and she suddenly felt a lot more at ease knowing he was there.
"Come on Dad lighten up, they're teenagers, they're meant to get drunk and do stupid things, it's what we do" Joe tried to save his sister but Angel wasn't going to be that easily deterred.
"Yer" Erin shot towards her Dad, immediately regretting it.
Angel was beyond angry, why did he children do this to him, he wasn't getting any younger...mentally anyway.
"Erin. I am disappointed in you, I can't believe you decided to go behind my back and do this, it was irresponsible and reckless, you could have hurt yourself being that drunk" Joe chuckled to himself and quickly caught Angel's attention.
"Joe! You should have known better, you are older and should have more sense, you shouldn't have given or let them drink that alcohol" Angel was on a roll and had no intensions of stopping much to his children's annoyance.
Joe was rendered speechless, he knew he was in the wrong but he couldn't bring himself to say it.
"Erin, you will not to be left alone in the house without an adult until I say otherwise." Angel's look was dark and Erin's mouth dropped open in shock, she was not happy.
"What! You can't do that, I'm 16, I'm not a baby!" Erin knew what she was saying was in complete opposition to the behaviour last night, but she couldn't think of anything else to say.
"Not a baby? Oh I think you are Erin. Babies do things without considering the consequences, which is exactly what you did last night. You had no regard for anyone but yourself. You are grounded and you will not be left without an adult, that is final!" Angel snapped
"So who the fucks gonna go to school with me then?" Erin was well pissed off now.
"Don't tempt me Erin or I will have someone take you and bring you back!" Angel ignored the swearing much to Joe's surprise.
"Wont be you will it Dad, cos yad blow away in the fuckin wind soon as daylight got to ya!" Erin had blown and Joe grimaced this was not gonna be pleasant.
"UPSTAIRS NOW!" Angel shouted louder than he thought and pointed angrily towards the stairs, but Erin didn't budge, instead she crossed her arms and rolled her eyes.
"Erin! Move" Angel was losing his patience. Joe grimaced form the sidelines, his sister was brave.
"Or what, ya gunna spank me...well go right a fucking head and do it you wuss!" Erin caught herself at the end of her sentence, had she really just said that?
Joe fell onto the sofa gob smacked, he couldn't believe Erin had said that, she hadn't encouraged a spanking in years, and he knew too well Angel wouldn't hesitate in doing it.
Angel was actually taken back at the words from his daughter's mouth, he hadn't heard her like this in years, and it brought back too many bad memories. He composed himself and took an unneeded but nonetheless welcomed breath to calm himself before choosing his next words carefully.
"Erin, just go to your room before I do something that I will later regret. I will be up to deal with you shortly." Angel's words were slow, accounted for, but held a serious and sinister undertone. Erin was still fuming from her previous outburst, but hearing what Angel said and the tight solidity of his words, she took his advice and gave in much to her surprise. She hadn't seen her dad this angry in a long time and she wasn't afraid to admit that, she took one last long stare towards him and stormed of to sulk in her bedroom. This isn't over, she thought to herself, but dare not voiced it.
Joe took a deep breath and looked at his dad. "Sorry dad, I wont let her drink again."
"No ya won't Joe, but neither will Erin do it again either when I've finished with her!" Angel gave Joe a stern look.
"Don't hit her dad, her mouth runs away with her sometimes." Joe was feeling guilty now for having allowed his sister to drink.
"Well maybe it's time I teach her to keep it under control." Angel set off upstairs and Joe gave a heavy sigh.
The drive home had been silent and atmospheric to say the least. Chrissie hadn't said a word and neither had her Dad. He pulled up and both entered the house, Chrissie knowing what was coming and tried to escape to her bedroom before it started...no such luck.
"Chrissie Rose Scofield...where do you think you are going?" Michael asked sternly form his position at the bottom of the stairs, his face a stone wall.
Chrissie winced; he only ever used her full name when he was angry.
"Living room, now!" Michael said turning on his heels moving into the living room, expecting Chrissie to follow.
Chrissie obeyed her fathers order and followed him in, sitting nervously on the couch, trying not to look her father in the eye.
"Sara! I think you need to hear this as well" Michael shouted as he spotted Sara pass the living room door, making Chrissie jump in her seat, she sunk down further.
"It would appear our daughter has decided she's old enough to start drinking."
Chrissie felt the shocked glare of her mother burn into the top of her head as she looked down at a spot of the floor, ashamed to say the least of her actions.
"Erin and herself were found drunk last night by Angel. Chrissie, what was you thinking? I thought we had raised you better than this" Michael asked, sighing in annoyance at his daughter's behaviour.
"I'm sorry" Chrissie spoke up quietly, catching her father's eyes for the first time, hating the look of disappointment that sat there, looking away sharply.
"Sorry? Is that all you have to say for yourself young lady?" Sara added, supporting Michael's argument, her words though authoritive, calm enough to make Chrissie look up at her mother as she spoke.
"We were only having a little fun, no one got hurt!" Chrissie retorted, trying to keep her temper down, but unable to mask her annoyance at her parent's reaction.
"But they could have…you could have" Michael's words were full of emotion, he couldn't help but think what could have happened to his little girl and he was sure Angel felt the same way.
"This isn't going to get us anywhere…look Chrissie, we do not accept such irresponsible behaviour from you, I only hope that you have the common sense to not do this again, at least until you leave school" This is what Chrissie always loved about her mum, no matter what the situation, she always found a way to make things better and less frightening.
Michael agreed with Sara, but he couldn't help but feel they were letting Chrissie off the hook too easily.
"Don't think this is the end of this Chrissie, you are still going to be grounded for the next two weeks, so that means no going over to Erin's, no television and no mobile phone. You are to stay in the house unless it is to go to school…is that clear?" Michael's tone turned serious and he regarded his daughter with eyes of determination, he wasn't backing down, Sara's hand reassuringly placed over his, giving him all the support he needed.
"Yes Dad, I understand, but this is so unfair!" Chrissie couldn't help saying her views; she didn't think this was completely necessary; after all they were only having a laugh.
"That may be the case, but you have to learn boundaries Chrissie and this is the first step towards that" Michael explained to his daughter, hoping that one day she would understand that they did what they did for her own good.
"Now go to your room, I'll call you down when dinner is ready" Sara spoke up, her face hard to match Michael's.
Chrissie obliged stroppily and sulked off to her room, slamming her door behind her.
"Well, that wasn't so hard" Sara said smiling towards Michael, her soft gaze causing Michael to forget all about his unruly daughter and brought a whole new set of feelings to the surface.
"You weren't too bad yourself Mrs Scofield" Michael said barely above a whisper, a sly smile etching its way over his face.
"The dinner!" Sara suddenly exclaimed as she smelt smoke filling the house, she abruptly and rushed towards the kitchen, leaving a disappointed Michael on the couch.
Michael shook away his adulterous thoughts and followed his wife, prepared to give a helping hand.
Well? What did you think?
Did you like the MiSa bits Ily, sorry it was a bit short, but there will hopefully be more in later chapters :D
Until next time Cee & Dee