AN: I don't know if there is exactly this many spoken languages in the world, but Google told me there was.
Also thanks for the reviews.
This chapter I do not like.
The next chapter, well I'm not sure how it will turn out as I'm dosed up on medication as I'm sick and I really want to play Grand Final hockey tonight. So I'm trying to get better in less than 4hrs.
There were 24806 languages in the world.
He knew nine. Serbian, Russian, French, Italian, Spanish, Polish, Japanese, Dutch and Turkish.
He only used them when undercover. Except Russian.
He spoke that at home with his wife, whenever they had an argument about him going off grid. They spoke it so not to scare their daughter. To protect her.
It was his idea.
He found it funny though. His wife hardly knew any of the language, so he could be saying anything to her in Russian and she would have no idea.
It was when he was driving home with his daughter in the back seat when he heard her question. If he could teach her another language.
When he asked why, her response was simple. She wanted to have a secret language with him just like he did with her mummy. And she thought it was cool that he could speak another language.
She had wanted to stay up late and watch a movie but he had told her no. It resulted in her telling him that she hated him. He was devastated. His little girl hated him.
He awoke to the bedroom door opening, looking at his bedside clock he discovered it was 2am, untangling himself from his wife he rolled over and looked towards the door to find his daughter standing there. He heard her say 'I love you daddy. I'm sorry' in Spanish.
He grinned and motioned her to come to him.
When she did he lifted her up on the bed and hugged her tight, kissing her on the head.
He knew he had done the right thing in teaching her how to say those words first in Spanish because in whatever language, hearing his daughter say that she loved him was the best ever feeling every time.