Chapter 29

Long time, I KNOW! Things just got carried away from me. Blame exams and new timetable if you must! But I'm back and shpuld be updating everything pretty soon! As promised, Nikola and Tayryn's walk and Helen's answer!

Enjoy!


Nikola lay snuggled against Helen when he heard it. Tayryn was crying softly in her bassinet, on Helen's side of the bed and she was slowly getting louder. Helen moaned and shifted, getting up.

"Let me." Nikola whispered, kissing her forehead. "You get your rest. I'll take care of Tayryn." Helen smiled sleepily and nodded, dropping her head to the pillow.

Nikola crept around the side of the bed and came up to the bassinet. He leaned over and peered at his screaming daughter. Her little hands were balled into fists, her face was scrunched up, and turning red. Nikola smirked and scooped up his little girl.

"Are you hungry? Are you?" He asked. Tayryn just continued to cry. Nikola bounced her in his arms. "Well, how about we take a walk to the kitchen and get you bottle, since Mommy's sleeping. Does that sound good?" Tayryn's cries lessened and she wriggled around in her blanket. Nikola smiled and headed out into the hallway.

Nikola swayed back and forth down the hall heading towards the kitchen talking to his daughter about anything and everything.

"…And that my dear girl, is how Daddy invented alternating current." Tayryn smiled up at Nikola and gurgled.

"I know, I know. I'm a genius. But so are you. Yes you are." He cooed giving his daughter a butterfly kiss. "You and your brother are going to be just as smart as your mother and I." Tayryn stared up at him almost disbelievingly and Nikola sighed.

"Fine, you might just be smarter than your mother and I. But don't tell her I said that." Tayryn babbled happily and threw her hands around. Nikola laughed and came into the kitchen. He manoeuvred Tayryn onto her shoulder and opened the fridge, pulling out a premade bottle.

Heating it up, just so, Nikola waltzed around the kitchen with his daughter until she was done. He burped her, cradled her gently in his arms and got out a class of Pinot Noir. Nikola took a sip and peered down at his little girl.

"You know, you look just like your mother. You have her hair, her eyes…everything. Minus the nose. Your cute button nose comes from me. Never," He said quietly, "never, ever forget that. But other than that kiddo, you're just like your mother. Demanding, stubborn, caring, gentle, and beautiful. For which I'm thankful." Nikola got up and placed his empty wineglass on the counter, bouncing Tayryn twice, before heading back to the bedroom.

"I don't know what I'd do without your mother. She's been the one constant in my life for so long now." He chuckled. "You know what they say; 'Until death do us part.' Silly, being we never get old and die…well, there was this one time with trust fund brats turned vampires but that a different story…" Nikola paused, as he usually did when he was struck with a bright idea.

"Until death do us part…hmmm…" He muttered. Tayryn's little hand closed around the fabric of his night top and pulled, dragging his attention back to her.

"That's it!" Nikola leaned down and kissed Tayryn's forehead, and then swung her around, giggles erupting from the baby.

"Tayryn Olivia Magnus-Tesla! You are a genius! That's how I'll show her how much I love and never lose her! I'll marry your mother!" Nikola all but skipped merrily back to the bedroom. He cracked the door open, not wanting to wake Helen.

Nikola took in the sight before him; his wife-or soon to be wife, was lying on her back fast asleep with their son sleeping contently, his tiny face wedged between her breasts. It was the most adorable thing Nikola had ever seen-besides himself of course. Seeing this, Nikola decided he couldn't wait until morning to ask Helen to marry him. He had to ask her right now.

"Well look at you too." Helen bolted upright clutching Dane closely to her chest.

"Nikola! You startled us!" Nikola peered over at his son, who was sleeping contently against his mother's chest. He smirked and raised an eyebrow.

"Us? Dane doesn't seem too startled." Helen glared at him for a moment before conceding defeat.

"Fine," She huffed. "You startled me." Helen peered over at Tayryn, who was also asleep. "Did she give you any trouble?" Nikola chuckled quietly and bounced Tayryn lightly in his arms.

"Not at all. She's Daddy's little girl. Aren't you?" He cooed at his daughter.

"You're becoming soft, Nikola."

"Am not." He pouted.

"You are too!" She said laughing. "It's only been a week and Tayryn has you wrapped around her little finger."

"She does not!" He defended, getting into bed. "And what about you and Dane? All he has to do is whimper and you're at his side, scooping him into your arms."

"I can't help it!" She countered as quietly as she could. "All he does is whimper." Helen paused, becoming serious. "It worries me. He's two pounds lighter than Tayryn…"

They discussed their children's abilities and schooling briefly before they had both children in their bassinets and were both themselves settled contently in their bed. Helen curled herself around Nikola and buried her face in his chest.

"I love you." She whispered. This was his chance. Either he could take it now or be unable to sleep all night. He took a deep breath and began.

"About that…" Helen sat up and started to panic. After Nikola calmed her down enough, he looked her in the eye and said the words he had been thinking of for the past ten minutes.

"Will you marry me?" Helen stared at him shocked for a moment, unable to process what he had said. The she gasped, realized what he had just asked her. Fear crossed her features for a split second and Nikola wondered if this had been a good idea. Tears began welling in her eyes and Nikola began to backtrack.

"Never mind, it was stupid for me to ask…" Helen chuckled and threw her arms around his neck.

"Yes. Yes I'll marry you." She whispered against his skin. He could feel her smiling and smiled himself, pulling her back just far enough to kiss her with everything he had.