I haven't done any of these One Shot's in a while. So I have decided to do one now. This one will be a Mistine one Michael/Christine as I love them together and someone left a request for me to do one. Please keep leaving Comments if you have any ideas of who or what I can do, thanks.

Hope you enjoy this!

For my next One Shot. I so badly want to do a One-Shot between Michael and Connor now that they are living together. Please if you have any ideas what the One-Shot could be about. Let me know. I might end up doing a few Connor/Michael as the bond Is cute.

"I'd love to move in with you,"

Christine could not believe that Michael had just asked her that question. Did he really not mind the prospect of sharing a home with her and her teenage son? 'He must really like me then' flew through her head as the two obvious lovers shared a smile with each other.

"This weekend then?"

Christine honestly didn't expect it to be as soon as that, not that she had a problem or anything. She then thought, Michael hadn't mentioned Connor yet. Surely he didn't expect her to move and fling Connor out on his ear.

"Connor too!" Michael smiled.

This settled things and Christine smiled. Maybe this is the fresh start she has been so desperately needing after everything that happened last term. Her drinking spiraling out of control, the fire etc. She just wanted to be the best mum, the mum Connor deserved as well as being happy too and she was now certain this is the way forward.

"I'll speak to him tonight,"

Christine actually had expected Connor's reaction to be as not as subtle as it was. She had actually been preparing for a bit of a kick off. Especially considering the amount of times they have packed up and moved house in the past years. But his reaction came as no more than a shrug, a grunt and a halfhearted 'Ok,'

Saturday soon came, Michael arrived just before 9am to help with the packing.

"Connor don't just shove everything in boxes,"

"Why not? I'll just be unpacking them later," the moody teenager replied as he took all his books and DVDs from a shelve and placed them in a cardboard box.

"You're keeping it all?" Christine asked, peeking her head round the door at her son.

"Yes!"

Christine rolled her eyes at her son before going downstairs to answer the door to Michael "Hello," she smiled and was greeted by a kiss. Before the two of them got down to the rest of the packing.

Later that night, just as 8pm rolled around. Connor was out with some friends, they had done most of the unpacking. Not all of it, but they could do the rest tomorrow. Their plans for now was just to cuddle up with the TV and cups of tea. Christine rested her head on Michael's chest. This was the happiest she had felt in a while. She was so happy, she had Michael. Things were great with her and Connor, her relationship with Michael really was going perfectly. Her lips curled in to a smile as she felt Michael's mouth on hers. She responded to the kiss.

"I love you," She heard him say.

This warmed her heart, she felt like she hadn't heard those three simple words in so long from someone that wasn't her son. Michael cuddled her closely as the kiss deepened. They were both so happy.

"Shall we take this upstairs?" Michael suggested.

Christine grinned as she took his hand "Yes we shall," she allowed herself to lead up the stairs and the bedroom door closed. They settled down on the bed, the lights dim. Both adult's glad that Connor was out and he intended to be out most of the night which was a good thing.

They made love to each other, before cuddling together in the tangled mess of sheets on the bed. Michael held Christine tightly, His breathing was heavy. He placed a kiss on her lips. Christine smiled as she returned the kiss.

Michael smiled there was only one word to express his feelings. Three words, Eight Letters, One meaning.

"I love you"