An hour after arriving and settling into the rooms, Andrea and Leo took the younger children down to the beach with Chris, while Joanna stayed up in her room. One of the many perks of owning property on the beach, was the luxury of having your own beach. Tourists stayed away from the area, unless they were renting one of the houses for the summer and daily service workers came in to remove the trash and clear any waste left behind.

"Lillian for the love of god, will you stop wiggling?" Andrea scolded, as Lillian screeched. "Mommy has to put this on you so you don't burn!"

"Cold! Cold!" she screeched, as Andrea smeared the sunblock across her back. "Stop Mommy!"

Leo was busy putting the umbrella up, while Christopher waited patiently as his grandfather covered him up with sunscreen, giggling as the thick lotion was spread about on his arms and legs.

"Lillian Rose!" Leo said, putting on his "warning" voice, which quickly put the girl in silence. "You listen to your mother!"

Holly cooed from her carrier, settled on one of the lounge chairs from the porch. Leo dug through the tote bag and pulled out a small tube of sunscreen that would protect the infant's delicate skin from the harsh sunlight, beating down upon the beach.

"You have to wear it too, Grandpa!" Christopher said, once he was finished.

Chris ruffled his hair, "I will, kiddo," he promised. "As soon as your mother is done with Lillian, she'll make sure that I'm covered up too."

Andrea snorted, "You bet your butt I will," she said, setting the bottle down. "Last thing I need is a grown man crying about his sunburn!"

"That was one time!" Chris rolled his eyes. "And if I can recall, you got burned pretty bad that day too."

"Mommy! I wanna go in the water!" Lillian whined. "Swim!"

Leo sighed, "I'll take these two down so you two can finish up," he said, setting the tube of baby lotion down.

"What about you?" Andrea asked. "If we're all wearing sunscreen, then you are too! I don't care how tan you get, Leo. You're wearing it."

"I'll come up as soon as Pop is done!" he said, as Lillian grabbed his hand. "Do you want a meltdown? Because this one is ready to freak if she doesn't get her feet in the water."

Andrea rolled her eyes, "Go on!" she waved her hand at him. "You two better listen to your father! Especially you Lillian!"

"I wait! I wait!" Christopher said, sitting down under the umbrella. "I wait."

"You sure, cowboy?" Leo asked, as Lillian bounced on her feet; Christopher nodded furiously. "Alright then. Come on Lilly-Pad!"

Lillian shrieked as Leo scooped her up into his arms, moving down towards the water in a quick pace.

"Come on," Andrea stood up, holding the bottle of sunscreen in her hand. "Before he burns and I have to listen to the statistics of how one can get skin cancer or sun poisoning."

Once her father was in the clear, he quickly scooped his grandson up and carried him down to the water. Andrea laughed as the little boy shrieked and giggled as they got closer and closer to the water, before moving over to the youngest of the McCoy family.

"Holly girl," she cooed, looking down at the infant. "What are you doing?"

Holly cooed, batting her hands about while giving her mother a gummy smile. Andrea kissed her cheek and fixed the tiny white hat on her head, while keeping an eye on the others. Just as she was about to remove her cover up, Leo returned; soaked and slightly shivering.

"Cold?" Andrea asked, eyeing him.

He nodded and grabbed a towel, "Feels good though, " he said, wiping his face off. "Pop has the two of them looking for shells now."

"He used to help me pick loads of them," she smiled, as Leo dried himself off. "I think there's an old bucket somewhere on the porch with shells from when I was a kid."

Leo smiled as he tickled Holly's foot, "At least they're out of the water," he sighed. "You ready to slather me up or what?" he asked. "I still have to get you, too."

Andrea nodded and grabbed the bottle from the bag, "Sit," she nodded to the lounge chair. "Look, your freckles are already coming out and we've been down here for ten minutes."

"You like my freckles, "he pouted, as she rubbed the cold lotion into his skin. "You plan on bringing your butt down to the water, or are you going to sit up here all day?"

"I'll come down with Holly," she said, moving around the chair to get his front. "But I'm not jumping waves and shit."

Once Leo was fully covered, Andrea stepped back to remove her cover-up, exposing the black and pink bikini. Leo wolf whistled as she tossed the garment onto the chair, reaching out to pull her close.

"You realize that our kids and your dad are here?" he asked, as he ran his hands across her hips. "This bathing suit is a sin."

Andrea snorted, "I'll make sure to wear the one-piece I brought with me tomorrow," she said, shoving the bottle against his chest. "Come on, before Lillian decides it's a good idea to run headfirst into the water."

Making sure every inch of her skin was covered; Leo wiped his hands on the towel and grabbed the black sun hat from the bag.

"Now you look like a sexy mama," he growled, kissing her cheek. "I can't wait to get my hands on you later."

Andrea snorted, "Get out of here!" she gave him a light shove. "I'll be down with Holly in a minute."

Leo chuckled and quickly made his way back down the to the water, while Andrea tended to Holly.

"Daddy is a crazy man," she said, pulling the child out of the carrier. "He's going to get us into a lot of trouble."

Long after showers and dinner, the kids retired to the living room to watch television, while the adults cleaned up the kitchen.

"I think Holly might actually sleep through the night," Andrea said, as the infant slept in the carrier. "Thank god."

Leo and Chris stood by the sink, washing and drying dishes and bowls, before storing them into their respected storage places.

"I think all three of them will easily go down for bed tonight," Chris said, as he set the forks and knives back into the drawer. "Joanna on the other hand? She'll probably stay up all night after taking that nap."

After dragging three grumpy children back up to the house, Andrea found the teen out cold in bed; a book at her side and a pair of headphones in her ears, blasting some monstrosity that was called "music". Joanna woke up grumpy and scowling, as Andrea went to give Christopher and Lillian their baths, brining them back into the bedroom to get dressed for the rest of the day.

"Well, as long as she doesn't make too much noise," Andrea sighed, as the Christopher and Lillian giggled in the other room.

Setting the dishtowel down on the counter, Chris made his way over to the table and carefully picked Holly up. "I'll take her out on the porch for a little while," he said, laying the baby against his chest. "Maybe show her a couple constellations and tell her a few stories."

"Are you trying to get all my kids invested in Starfleet?" Leo asked, as he wiped the sink down. "It's bad enough that I got Jim tellin' Christopher stories about fighting battles with Klingon's and Romulans."

Andrea snorted, "They love the story 'bout how you guys saved their grandpa from the evil Lord Nero and how you swept the princess, which is me if you didn't know my by, off her feet and married her."

Leo blushed, "Jim is going to mess up their perspective of childhood, by feeding them fairytales," he grumbled.

Chris and Andrea exchanged looks, rolling their eyes at the ever so dramatics of Leonard Horatio McCoy. "I'll be out back, "Chris said, starting towards the backdoor. "There's extra blankets in the hall closet if the kids get cold."

Once he stepped outside, Andrea turned to look at her husband. "You know, when I was their age, I used to hear fairytales ALL the time."

Leo snorted, "And look how you turned out! Day-dreamin' and actin' like a love-strucked fool. "

Andrea scowled, "Says the man who became a total sap when we got together," she retorted. "I had you wrapped around my finger and I still do!"

Before he could reply, Christopher came charging into the kitchen, bumping right into his legs. "Daddy! Daddy!" Ice pop!"

"What about it, Christopher?" he asked, picking him up. "What do we say when we want something?"

The little boy sighed dramatically, making Andrea giggle. "Please?"

Leo kissed his forehead, "What color should we have?" he asked, moving over to the freezer. "I think I'm in the mood for a blue pop."

….

Taking one last look into the bedroom, Andrea quietly pulled the door closed halfway, before moving across the hall to the other room. Leo had already made himself comfortable, sprawling out across the comforter and pressing his face into the pillows.

"I can't believe this is the same bedding from back when we had our honeymoon here," she said, laying out next to him. "That's almost six years ago, Leo."

He grunted and moved his head so he could look at her, "Think the bed still squeaks?" he asked, making her snort. "Or was that you making the squeaking noise?"

Wrapping her leg around his, Andrea laid her head close to his and sighed. "God, this bed is comfortable," she yawned. "I could stay in here for the entire weekend."

Shifting around, Leo draped one arm around her waist and settled closer to her. "You ain't stayin' in bed all weekend," he growled. "I'll sick the kids on you and they'll bounce you right out of this room"

"We should get a mattress like this for home," she sighed, running her fingers through his hair. "Maybe get one for Christopher's room that way he'll stay in his own bed for once."

Leo grunted, "We could always lock the door," he suggested. "Plenty of parents lock their doors just so they can have a little fun for once."

Andrea sighed, "Hmmm, but our kids are always getting into trouble," she sighed. "Maybe they'll go to Dad this weekend if they wet their beds or have nightmares."

"One could only hope," Leo yawned. "Should we take this opportunity and have a little playtime?"

"You can't even keep your eyes open," she said, turning to look at him.

Leo smirked, "I don't need my eyes open to do what I want to do to you," he said, squeezing her hip.

Andrea snorted, "We've been up all day, Leo," she yawned. "I think we should go to bed and maybe tomorrow morning you can have your "playtime" as you put it."

"Andyyyy," he whined, nudging her leg with his knee. "Please?"

"Nope," she shook her head, sitting up to pull the blankets down. "Let's go! Under the blankets."

It took a few minutes to get him up and under the blankets, but once he was settled, Andrea turned the lights off and snuggled under and next to him. Stretching out her aching limbs, Andrea felt her body go limp against the soft mattress and soft sheets.

"Hmmm night," she mumbled, rolling onto her side.

Leo rolled over and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her close to him. "Night," he yawned, before placing a firm kiss against her shoulder.

Within minutes, both were out cold; the exhaustion taking over them completely.