Hey guys! It's Alex! It's been a while huh? Well all that matters is that I'm back and that Jimmy ( the troll that lives in my closet) is being stingy with his peanut butter again, so guess it's time for a new oneshot! As always guys please feel more than welcome to review it really encourages me to writing plus opinions and ideas are what a writer feeds off! (beside peanutbutter… seriously im like addicted to the stuff.)

This the first of four oneshots titled "Meet the family" Where circe will interact with rex's "family" without his presence, if guys have any ideas regarding how the next three should happen please send it in through a review! I could use the help!The next ones are in this order Holiday, Bobo, and Noah.

So go nuts or just simple read and if you truly have any pity on this poor nerd REVIEW!

Dear Old Dad

One would think that if left alone two overly hormonal teenagers would get into all types of romantic "shenanigans" and what not but as luck would have it (rotten luck in Circe's opinion) such was not the case when it came to her and Rex's relationship.

"ZZZZZZzzzzzZZZZZzzzz"

A fact Rex's snoring was making even more painfully obvious. She let a loud grunt as she flipped the page on her magazine. "Easy girl just calm down" she told herself. "it's not his fault his ass of a boss worked him to the bone for an entire week during an invasion of mosquito evos in Mexico."God she hated knight, honestly the only person she hate more than him was her Fat-

"don't go back that road Circ, come on think positive stuff, you've got sweet boyfrie…-.

"ZZZZZZZZzzzzzZZZZZZZZzzzz"

"Well… he's cute right?" she mentally defended. She looked at his cute sleeping face to double check. "Yeah he's cute." She replied mentally as she gently stroked his hair, he mellowed his violent snoring to a gentler purring like sound causing her to laugh (a rare sound to anyone but him). Her crimson eyes soften as she looked down at him.

"I guess this enough… just to see you're safe and sound, I suppose." She admitted out loud her frustration now melted away by the sight of his goofy, sleepy smile.

"but…" she added slightly heartbroken. "… it be nice if we could have one normal date." She confessed to his sleeping form still stroking his surprisingly smooth dark hair. "don't worry though I don't blame you… in fact just knowing how hard it was for you sneak off after all that, it- …I appreciate the effort bonito." She continued.

He rushed in as if Satan was chasing him (well technically it was Satan's spawn) and shut the window tightly. Her once slouching figure rushed off from the hotel bed and clung to him tightly.

"Bonito!" she greeted passionately, it had been two months since their last meeting, usually she tried to be aloof about her excitement but tonight was an exception.

"Smoochie" he replied in voice that sounded half-dead. She instantly loosened the embrace to see his face, he looked pale, worn out, and the dark circle under his eyes weren't exactly helping the picture either.

"precioso what happen?" she asked worried about his well being. He drifted eyes open and close struggling to stay awake. she guided him to the bed which he immediately sank down into.

"mission in Mexico… crazy giant mosquitoes… Knight's an ass… Six chasing after me, providence was right behind me I lost them somewhere around Jersey… haven't slept in … 5 days." He muttered half-consciously. She lied down beside him taking up her side of the bed, with a worried look bored into her eyes.

"babe even after all that, you still came?" she asked in disbelief usually he'd flake if it was something this major and just send a text. An annoying habit but providence didn't really leave him much choice. He stroked her cheek gently.

"I couldn't leave you… waiting all alone… not again… especially not tonight." He huffed out, she smiled gratefully holding the hand on her cheek tenderly.

"well you did it tough guy, so why don't you go ahead and rest up ."She congratulated in a whisper like voice, he chuckled softly.

"how about..a kiss for …your bonito eh?" he replied half asleep. She smiled her same melancholy smile. his eyes looked pained for a slip second, he always felt his heart crumble when he realized he could never make her smile without that haunting sad glint in her eyes.

"sure… I think you've earned it." she answered as she gently pressed her lips to his but not before hearing his last words for the night.

"don't smile like that… I love you."

She widened her eyes as she looked down to meet his, only to see that his sleep had finally overcome him. She let out a bittersweet sigh.

"you real are a just little kid." She whispered before sitting up on the bed and taking the magazine she had been reading, she gave him one last look with her sad smile.

"a devil can't smile like an angel, Rex, otherwise you'd never tell them apart." She corrected kissing his forehead gently.

She stood up of the bed heading towards the mini-bar trying shaking off her flashback. She wore her regular stoic expression.

"let's see…" she voiced as she raided the little fridge. "Ah ha! Found ya!" she announced as she took out a little bottle of Jaggermeister. "Nothing little bit of liquid sunshine to cheer a girl up. She opened the bottle and as she poured it down into a shot glass she looked at the sleeping silhouette of her boyfriend and let out a guilty sigh.

"I know I said I'd try to cut back… but come on, I think tonight's one of those nights I should be allow to get wasted." She retorted to his none existent accusation. He didn't like it when she drank but she couldn't help! She'd been doing it since she was 13 and it was a tough little habit to kick. She looked down at the glass in remorse then looked over at the small little cake she had ordered for them, she wanted tonight to be perfect… it was their 6th month anniversary, half a year of secret dates, stolen kisses … ,and just like tonight... disappointment.

"Happy Halfaversary"

The little pastry read, now in a mocking manner, funny how a cake that seemed so pleasant 4 hours ago seemed to now send her into a depressive slump, with that last blow to her already shattered heart she rushed the shot down. She felt the warm liquid rush down her throat as she quickly set the glass down.

"whoo!... it's been a while." She said shaking her head to get the tingly feeling out of her mouth. "ahh that's the stuff" she sighed throwing her head back leaning against the wall, a long pause of painful silence hovered over the room. "so much for a special night" she muttered tossed the cake against the wall as she let a tear or two fall out of her eyes and she began laughing. Nothing was funny… yet she could stop laughing through her tears.

"Happy… I don't think that word belongs in my vocabulary." She mused harshly, falling down to sit on the floor, she was always such an unhappy girl, Rex kept trying to help that… but there was only so much he could do, he was just kid, he didn't why the world was so twisted let alone why her life was so fucked up.

"Why I do always walk in when there's a woman crying?" Six commented in an almost annoyed fashion, he was sitting with his legs crossed on one of the comforters; she darted up with a hidden knife in hand. Circe looked up in disbelief… she was never drink Jager again!

"How did you get-." She paused as she felt the window trailed breeze on her tear streaked cheeks. HE USED THE WINDOW! HOW! THE WERE 7 STORY HIGH! SHE HADN'T HEARD ANYTHING! If this had been any other agent, they would have probably been smirking in pride but Six just rolled his eyes at her shock.

"You!" she seethed throwing the dagger towards him, he caught it with barely any effort.

"Not bad, who taught you to throw like that? That's exactly not skill you can learn on the streets." He commented dryly, he didn't care much for Circe, her way of life shock very harshly with his own, not mention his ethics and sense of duty. "Was it Kleiss?"

"Don't patronize me, what you want?" she demanded wiping her last tears standing defensively in front of the bed. He found it amusing she thought she was a threat.

"What I always want…the boy, now." He said standing up from the comforter. She rolled her eyes, god he thought he was so great just cause he knew like 500 types of martial arts.

"Well if you haven't notice from the earthquake-causing snoring, he's sleeping." She retorted.

"Sounds like a personal problem because my orders are to find him and get him to H.Q. as soon as possible." The agent replied aloofly. As he got closer his features became easier to read… he looked almost as bad as Rex did.

"You look like crap." The girl commented dryly. "Even that Holiday woman would cringe a little."He narrowed his eyes at the mention of Holiday, a topic Circe knew got under his skin (thanks to Rex of course). She sat down on the end of the bed, smiling tauntingly.

"Don't make this harder than it needs to be… just move." he replied a very annoyed tone, he was tired too, sleep had been luxury he had been deprived of as well as far as she could tell.

"Listen stretch how about we make a deal?" she offered crossing her very exposed legs, it took all his self control not roll his eyes in distaste, honestly what did Rex see in her… Goths just creeped him out.

"No games Circe." He replied sternly, releasing one of his swords, she looked up him unimpressed. "Move or I'll make you." he was tired, dehydrated, sleep deprived, and hungry and his only obstacle was a freaky little girl, she was lucky to be alive.

"I'm not stupid Suit, I know I can't beat you… yet." She began, muttering the last part bitterly.

"Ever." He corrected somewhat smugly. She frowned.

"the point is, sure you'll eventually beat me, but don't think I'll hesitate to use my powers to knock this hotel to the ground, finding me and Rex in that kind of mess is gonna be hard, impossible for some people, for you it'll just take a while." She continued.

"Your point." He demanded annoyed with her yapping.

"Why don't we skip that oh I don't know endless hours of fighting and searching and bump it down to 30 minutes?" she offered with a bewitching smile.

"Keep talking." The agent replied. Her wicked smile widened.

"Let Rex sleep for thirty more minutes AND have a drink with me and I'll give him up immediately." She continued.

"I don't drink… and what exactly is in it for you?" he inquired accusingly retracting his sword and crossing his arms, she pouted her lips.

"Rex is tired okay, just like you are, I just want him to rest up a bit okay, it's a long flight from New York to your base, I don't want him having off his low biometric "episodes" midflight." She argued. She was half-honest at least from what he could tell; she definitely cared for Rex enough ask for something as stupid as this. Six didn't know if it was the hunger, exhaustion, or weariness that caused it but before he knew it he had agreed to the witch's little deal.

"Thirty minutes Circe, no more, no less." He said sitting down at little dinner table the room had.

"Deal." She replied heading towards the little kitchen in the hotel, the agent's eyes followed her figure until she was out of sight.

"Where are you-

"Getting some food I'm starving!" she announced amidst a clutter of plates. The agent signed in annoyance and looked over at sleeping teen… lucky little grunt, he gets sleep like baby while he's been turning New York upside down looking for him, he looked at the miniature bottle of Jaggermiester, of course she was alcoholic! Because it wasn't bad enough she was an international terrorist for Kleiss, a thief, AND a goth… let's just add alcoholic to that little mixture of fun.

"You sure know how to pick'em kid." The agent muttered, he turned to see the disapproving glare of the mentioned goth. She slapped a full plate next to him as she sat down with her own.

"And this is?" he said pointing to the entrée in suspicion. She rolled her eyes.

"Food, genius." She retorted taking a bit of her marinated chicken. He looked up at her in annoyance.

"You know what I mean." He replied.

"Well you said you don't drink and since Rex has assured me time and again you're not a robot, you must eat right?" she replied opening a wine bottle which the agent snatched from her. "Hey! Give it!"

"Didn't you tell Rex you were going to cut back?" he demanded. She huffed crossing her arms.

"You know it's not polite to listen in on people when they're talking to themselves." She seethed trying to snatch the bottle back, to no avail of course.

"Noted." He replied in amusement putting the bottle down. "Here's the deal, you want me to stay, no drinking." She sat back down properly in her chair.

"Ugh you sound like Rex." She groaned in annoyance taking another bite of her food, surprisingly Six joined her in dining he was prudent in eating taking his time (even though he was hungry enough to eat the damn table) A long silence followed from there, it was weird for both of them to be on peaceful terms but somehow add Rex into the mix and you'll get yourself into some weird situations.

"You want something to drink?" she offered in a soft mutter, feeling just as uncomfortable as he did.

"If it's non-alcoholic." He replied. she smiled sarcastically.

"Ha… funny, I've got lemonade." She presented.

"Water will be fine." He declined.

"You sure?" she said standing up to go to the kitchen.

"Positive." He replied.

"Alright." She responded laxly, entering the kitchen. "God… this is the worst night of my life… Rex you owe so big for this." She thought as poured their drinks. She re-entered the room to see his plate licked clean. She giggled to herself. So he was human.

"Would you like some more?" she offered amused by his appetite as she placed his glass of water down. He frowned in annoyance.

"This will be fine, thank you." he retorted.

"Thank you? My so the ninja nanny does have manners." She taunted.

"Careful girl, you're swimming in dangerous waters." He warned taking a small sip of his water.

"I think I'll be just fine." She retorted confidently.

"well see." He bit back coolly.

"Don't you ever get tired of acting like a badass?" she asked in an annoyed fashion.
"not acting." He corrected. Another awkward silence was born only to have the goth break it as she stare at the sleeping form of her lover.

"…I don't know why he adores you." She began in soft voice, personal she didn't know what was so admirable about such a stiff necked jerk but Rex defended him, say he was jerk but he was cool jerk.

"Who? Rex?" the agent asked in disbelief.

"No the mailman, of course Rex!" she retorted in sarcasm.

"I find that hard to believe since he doesn't do a damn thing I say." He replied bitterly.

"Easy Suit, he's just a kid." She reminded defensively.

"You sound like Holiday." The agent replied.

"That so? Huh I guess she's not so bad, so tell me what is going between you two?" she asked mischievously. Had Six been any other guy he would have chocked on his water, but since he wasn't; all that she received from him was a confused stare.

"Excuse me?" he demanded annoyingly.

"Oh don't play dumb, Rex maybe in epic denial but I know you two got something going." She accused smirking in amusement.

"That's ridiculous, and by the way even if we did have a relationship what makes you think I'd tell you about it?" the agent asked unable to fathom her imprudent questioning, what a cocky little girl… how annoying.

"Cause I'm dating your son." She shot back confidently. The agent widened his eyes in shock for split second; she didn't really think he was Rex's fa-

"He's not my-." He opposed until the goth interrupted him.

"Might as well be." She disagreed. There was no way this guy didn't care about Rex like a son, if half the stories she'd heard from Rex were true, Six wasn't just a jerk, he was an overprotective jerk.

"He's my ward, big difference." The agent countered uneasy with the idea of his care and emotions being shared with someone, let alone someone he did not like.

"Yeah well to him your practically his dad." She shot back.

The agent said nothing and continued to look outside the window; his relationship with Rex was as touchy as his relationship with Holiday, both two people that somehow had gotten past the barrier he'd placed on his heart. He could still see Rex smiling and laughing like a little kid… a sight reserved for only him, the monkey, and Holiday. 5 years had gone so fast, one day he woke up and his ward was almost a man. Six looked back at the goth who staring at Rex with melancholy longing eyes… she had more in common with Holiday than she realized.

"So what is it exactly you two were planning to do alone in a hotel room?" he asked in accusing voice. Circe snickered.

"Oh come off it! we were just going have dinner and watch a movie!"She replied in annoyance, her cheeks stained red.

"In a hotel room?" he replied incredulously.

"It's not like we can be out and about in public without trouble popping up, providence has made that pretty clear." She argued. "Besides General know-it-all you raised a boy scout, he's such a kid he'd never try anything like that with me, pftt! The first time he held my hand he actually asked my permission!… aww… he was so cute-

"Ahem… so you're dressed like that for dinner and a movie?" He interrupted breaking the goth from her dreamy flashback. She looked down at her attire, a fishnet long sleeve undershirt with black corset top with a rose pattern, black arm length gloves, a black miniskirt, fishnet stockings, and knee high boots, she smirked.

"Let's just say I'm not a girl scout." She teased the annoyed agent. "How about it Suit you ready to be a grandpa?"

That's was first time Six had ever wished brain soap actually existed, his left eye twitched in disgust. Circe laughed.

"don't ever say that ag-

They both quickly turned around as they heard Rex tossed and turned about. the agent stood up, his head back in the game.

"he's waking up, looks like our deal's off-

"Won't you play the music so the cradle can rock, to a lullaby in ragtime." The goth sang in voice that sounded so angelic, Six had to double check it was really Circe. "Sleepy hands are creeping to the end of the clock, play a lullaby in ragtime." the girl stood heading towards the edge of the bed where her lover was and continued singing.

"You can tell the sandman is on his way, by the way that they play, As still as the trill of a thrush in a twilight high. So you can hear the rhythm of the ripples on the side of the boat,as you sail away to dreamland." She continued.

Rex relaxed as he was being enchanted back into the arms of his much needed sleep. It was as if she was casting a spell, maybe she was a witch? The agent mused… or siren… yes a siren fit her much better. Without noticing the agent himself was enchanted by her singing, he had a relaxed position in his chair (something odd for someone who walked like he had a stick up his ass) and wore something that if in right light, might resemble a smile.

"High above the moon you hear a silvery note, as the sandman takes your hand. So rock-a-by my baby, don't you cry my baby, sleepy-time is nigh. Won't you rock me to a ragtime lullaby," she sang in now softer murmur, kneeling down to sing in his ear, still just beautiful but gentler, like a lover would sing

"So rock-a-by my baby,don't you cry my baby, sleepy-time is 't you rock me to a ragtime lulla-." She finalized but before she could even hit the last note rex's snoring had returned leaving Circe with a wide amused smile, still sad but much brighter than most her smiles. "Never fails." She announced.

"He only has 7 minutes left why go through so much trouble." He inquired.

"I won't see him for a long time… for you it's just 7 minutes for me… it's-

"The only thing that's going to get you by." He finalized, she looked from her depressed musings surprised to see the agent empathize with her. "how did you-

"I've heard it before." Was all he answered as he tried to shake off the memory of a young Holiday begging him to stay by her side for a few moments longer before going on one of his missions (long before they had parted ways), though Holiday's eyes were much lovelier they carried that same downhearted glint of longing the girl's carried.

"Broken some hearts, huh Suit?" she teased half-heartedly, too caught in her own self-pity to mess with the agent. He didn't answer not that she noticed with the clock ticking he seemed to fade into the background and for a few brief moments to her seemed like only she and Rex existed.

She kneeled back down next the bed, her chin laid on her two folded arms on top of the mattress as watched her sleeping precioso. She didn't know when they'd be able to schedule a meeting again, both their lives weren't exactly "free time" friendly. She took his hand and ungloved it, caressing gently, the snoring teen once again mellowed as the window-shattering snores lowered to an almost purring sound, she smiled while the agent tried not to be touched/nauseated by the tender scene.

"You're probably the suckiest boyfriend in the world…" she began chuckling bitterly. "But it's not all your fault… they say the apple doesn't fall from the tree." She ignored the annoyed grunt that came from the agent.

"I love you… so you're not allowed to get mad because I disappeared without saying goodbye." She declared. "it's not really my choice… this was just better than a crazy city wide man hunt… it would be a lot funner though."

"3 minutes Circe." The agent warned, 30 minutes no more, no less he was man who kept his deals. She gave him a glare but quickly turned back to the teen, she got a small box out from her pocket.

"It's not like I'm gonna wait all the way until next time so, here." She said opening the box and revealing a hand-woven dark blue bracelet, she placed it on the hand she held tightly. "I made it myself in Colombia so you better like it." she said kissing his forehead as she began to stand up. A lone tear from her eye hit his cheek. "I really do love you so much." She whispered painfully.

"Que sonrisa tan bella… yo te amo tambien, preciosa." (what a beautiful smile, I love you too, my precious) The boy whispered in his sleep, off dreaming of a place where Circe smiled like the angel he thought she was. More tears fell as she heard his words.

"You sure you don't want to wake him up?" the agent offered. She shook her head.

"It's easier this way, at least for people like you and me." She replied, the agent couldn't help but nod. Goodbye was never an easy thing to say if you didn't if it was forever or not.

She grabbed her bag and sat on the open window ledge.

"1 minute, Circe." He warned. The cool night air fanned her hair as she smirked.

"Already?" she said, he nodded. "I guess it's time for this she-devil to split." She replied as she was about to stand up. The agent called for her. "hm?"

"… you're no devil… you got the saying wrong it's ' a devil can't sing like an angel otherwise you couldn't tell them apart.'" He corrected.

"Are you calling me an angel?" she said smiling almost genuinely.

"No I've met an angel you're pretty far off…." He began as he remembered the green eyed angel that had stolen his stone heart. "But you're no devil… your just a kid." He comforted… he really was out of it… what sleep deprivation does to a man!

She smiled her sad smile at the agent, and chuckled.

"I haven't been called a kid in a long time." She stated leaning back against the open window, almost about fall out, before Six could spout out a warning she cut him off. "thanks Suit, take care of him for me." she asked before falling out the opening window. The agent rushed towards the open window, she didn't even scream! He looked but found no a trace of her, all that was left was wind that had stolen her away.

"Not bad… girl, not bad at all." The agent admired, he knew how she did it, but it was still quite impressive. He shut the window and sighed. "how does this kid get me into these situations." He muttered.

A dinner date with his ward's "secret" girlfriend did not come up in any of the 35 scenarios he had mapped out this day would have ended in… but somehow it didn't seem like the worst one. Perhaps just maybe… she wasn't so entirely bad, she certainly had style… for a criminal at least. He shook of his musing and prepared himself for the task ahead.

"Alright sleeping beauty…" he said as he unleashed both his katanas. "Time to rise and shine." He declared as flung both of them at sleeping boy. Instinctively two slam hands shielded the boy.

"whoa! What! I'm up! I'm up!" Rex announced as his nanites pumped adrenaline into him. the agent looked at his innocent and panicked face in annoyance.

"Finally."

END!

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