A/N: If you haven't read theOtau.com's article about Wolfwood and Milly, please do. You can find it at theOtaku.com's Trigun section under the articles. Don't know why it won't let me put in the web address. It isn't like its linked or anything. Shezzh! Whatever! @_@ Didn't mean for this to go on. Was suppose to be a one shot, but I've been convinced! But warning. May not really have a plot! Hehe! Read and Review!

*Eleven Years Later*

"Mom! I'm home!" I heard Andrew call. He'd just got off his job at the local bakery a few minutes ago. As soon as he turned sixteen he took a job there.

"You're mom is working late tonight," I said from the living room. I had just gotten done straightening up the area.

He came in and gave me kiss on the cheek. "The reason I got a job was so that she wouldn't have to work these crazy hours. Make sure to tell her that, Aunt Meryl."

He'd grown to be a very tall boy. He towered over Milly. He gave Vash a run for his money. Speaking of the devil. "Oh, by the way. Vash would like you to bring home some donuts tomorrow after work."

His face lit up. "Vash? He's coming back?"

I smiled. "Yes. Now go was up. Dinner will be done any moment." I was going to say more, but two little heathens came running down the stairs.

"Mo-om! Demi has my hat and won't give it back!" said Connor. He was nine, his coloring was the same as mine (except for his eyes), but his facial features were very much his father's. He even had the little birthmark under the same eye.

Demi came in with the hat twirling on her finger. "I'll give his hat back as soon as he tells me where he put my hair brush." That would be my eleven year old. Her temperament leaned more towards mine. She was the opposite of her brother. She had blonde hair and blue-gray eyes. Like her younger brother though, her features were more that of her father's.

Though both were young, do to their father's, uh, heritage, Connor looked eleven and Demi looked thirteen.

I sighed, while Andrew laughed. "Connor, go get your sister's brush. Demi had over the hat when he brings it to you. And please, behave. You're father will be home soon."

"Dad's coming home?" Demi asked. She was a daddy's girl, through and through. Connor looked hopeful and ran back upstairs. He proclaimed he was going to grow up just like his father. I prayed that he wouldn't. I couldn't handle two of them. Just thinking about how many donuts they would consume, not to mention the cost, gave me shivers.

"You ok, Meryl?" Andrew asked, and put a hand on my shoulder.

I smiled up at him. "Fine, just thinking about how much donuts will cost when Connor is older."

He laughed. "Well, if he takes after the Stampede I pray that Gunsmoke has enough to supply the two."

I laughed. "Yeah. Didn't I tell you to wash up?" I gave him kick in the butt. "Now, go. I won't let you eat dinner with dirty hands." He only laughed again and went upstairs.

I went back into the kitchen and looked at the clock above the sink. Milly should be home any moment. Recently she had begun to work extra hours. It was to make up for all the times she had been coming in late. But when Andrew got his job at the bakery he began to help out with the expenses. And it wasn't like I didn't help. I still worked for the Bernardelli Insurance Company. Fortunately I was still assigned to Vash. It was easy to keep track of him now. Occasionally I did have to travel, but Milly and Andrew were there to watch the kids.

I laughed to myself as I stirred the sauce. Years ago I thought any offspring of his would be just as bad as him.

Andrew came down and entered the kitchen. "Smells good. Can't wait to have some."

"Me neither," said Milly.

"Gah!" Andrew and I exclaimed, jumping nearly out of our skins.

"When did you get in?" I asked, taking in deep breaths.

She smiled. "Oh, I came in through the side." Milly, ever the same.

"You could have at least said hi or something," I replied.

"I did, but you looked lost in your thoughts Meryl that I didn't try again." She sat down next to her son. "So when is Mr. Vash arriving."

"He said late. That may be late tonight, or early tomorrow morning." I tasted the sauce. Done. "Milly, could you drain the noodles? The sauce is done."

"Yes, Sempai," She said happily and took the noodles from the stove. Yup, same Milly. Hasn't changed since the day I met her.

I go to the bottom of the stairs. "Weeds! Time for dinner!" I call up to them. Weeds are nicknames that all living in the house have given them.

Demi is the first to come down. She sits next to Andrew. I have a feeling that she has a crush on him. She blushes whenever he talks to her. It's kind of cute. Connor comes charging in and sits across from his sister. Oh, joy. Wonder what fun there will be tonight. After draining the noodles, Milly sits down also. Or at least she does when I command her too.

I put their plates in front of them. Then it was chow down time. Thankfully it was mild dinner. I think Demi and Connor were trying to be good, knowing Dad was coming home.

Connor and Andrew went upstairs. Poor Andrew had to share a bedroom with Connor ever since Demi had begun to "develop". Demi's room was the den, Andrew's old room. Milly and I stayed to wash the dishes. I told her what Andrew told me. She said she'd try. Afterwards we followed our children's examples and went to bed.

I sat for moment in my room. It amazed me still. Eleven years ago Vash had come back. I was so angry with him. Like then, and it seemed as always, my job was to follow him around and make sure he didn't get into any trouble. He'd been pretty good about that for six years, no trouble. Which made it hard to track him. Then he showed up one day, surprising Milly. I had gone off after him yet again. My bus broke down though. The next one wasn't coming till the next day. So I went back to the house I shared (and still share) with Milly and Andrew. Lo and behold Vash the Stampede was there. The man I loved, but couldn't admit it fully to myself. I had been cold to him for the day. I think it was partially trying to fight my feelings for him. I ended up on the front porch, looking out at the night desert. I did even hear him come up behind me. After he startled me, we fought. We always fought; we still do some times. After our fight he surprised me yet again. He kissed me. Well, he hugged me first. The kiss is all that I remember. He stood in silence after that.

Then everything came out at once. We laid our hearts out, ready for the other to decide its fate. I think we chose wisely. We married, a small ceremony with only Milly and Andrew in attendance. Almost right after that I was pregnant. Vash and I agreed for my safety, and our child's safety, that my last name would remain Stryfe. We also thought it wouldn't be good if the Bernardelli Insurance people didn't find out I had married the "Human Disaster" that I was assigned to. Of course there was the fact Vash really didn't have a last name (the Stampede and Humanoid Typhoon wasn't all that great to put on legal documents). After Demi we had Connor. Vash still had to run from bounty hunters, but when it was safe he always came back. Then there was the fact he still had Knives held up somewhere and he had to check up on his twin. I really didn't want to know, just as long as both Milly and mine families were safe.

"That was more than a moment," I said to myself and climbed under the covers. I forced myself to go to sleep. I always acted like a child whenever Vash was returning.

*~*~*~*

I climbed through the window silently, being extra careful that my bag over my shoulder didn't bang the window and wake Meryl up. I smiled. I was thinking of coming through the front door and up the stairs. But where was the fun in that?

I looked around and listen. There was Meryl, asleep. I could hear the rest of the small house sleep too. 'Good,' I thought with a mischievous grin.

I put my bag in the closet and changed into my pajamas. I had to hold back the laugh I wanted to let out. I just loved surprising her. Gently I climbed into bed and put my arm around her.

She jumped and gasped at the same time, as I pulled closer to me. "Vash!" She said, turning her head to look at me. Then she whacked my shoulder. "Don't do that!"

"What? Can't I surprise my wife?" I asked, still smiling mischievously.

"Yes, but when she is aware of it! I don't think you'd have liked if you found a Derringer in your face."

I nuzzle her neck. "Phf. That little two-bullet gun? I'm not afraid of it."

I hear her giggle, but she recovers. "Yes, but try fifty of them. You know they're never to far from where ever I am."

I kiss her neck. "I know." She pretends to protest, then gives in as I kiss the back of her neck, sending chills down her spine. That usually does it.

The next morning I'm awake first. I can't wait to see Demi and Connor. Our Weeds.

I shower, get dress, and head down stairs to start breakfast. Seeing that Milly isn't up, this must mean it's her day off. The girl needs more of those. Don't know why she's working so hard. Andrew, Meryl and I are here to help out. Ok, Meryl and Andrew and mostly here, but I do what I can. It's hard being a wanted man.

I look to see what they have and decide on waffles. I like waffles, not as much as I like donuts. Wait, I love donuts. Almost as much as I love Meryl and the children.

Andrew is down first. "Morning Mom," he begins, and then stops seeing me. "When did you get in Vash?" He asks, rubbing his eye. For a while we all thought he'd look just like Wolfwood. Now that he's older we can see Milly in him; he as her nose. I remember when he used to have to look up at me. Now we're eye to eye. I think he still is going to grow. Pretty soon I'll be looking up at him. What do expect when both your parents are tall?

"Oh I came in last night," I say with a smile. He nods and goes outside to get the paper. There is a whistle from across the street. He comes back in with a blush. I think he has a fan club of girls because every morning that we're up at the same time a girl gives him some kind of call. And it's not the same girl every morning.

"No donuts?" He asks as he sits down at the table to read the paper.

"Oh, there will be donuts. Just that I'll calmly wait for them after you come home from work."

"Leave the poor boy alone, Broomstick," Meryl says as she comes in and gives me a kiss. "He'll get your donuts, don't worry about them."

"Milly and the Weeds still sleeping?" I ask as I put I waffle on a plate. Meryl gives it to Andrew.

"No. Milly just got out of the shower. Demi is in the shower, and Connor is pounding on the door for her to hurry up." She says it so calmly.

"Morning Mr. Vash!" Milly says as she comes in.

I sigh. "Now Milly-"

"I know. Vash. But I prefer Mr. Vash better," she says and kisses the top of Andrew's head. He blushes, but not for the same reason as before. I think he's getting to old for that sort of thing. I know he doesn't have the heart to say it though.

I saw Demi come in. "Demi!" I say and go over to picker up in my arms.

"Daddy!" She squeals.

"How's my little girl been?"

"I'm good Daddy. Is Uncle Knives ok?" She asks. Demi has never met him. Though one day, when she's older, I think I'll take her to see him. Connor too. He's family. They can at least see him once.

"Uncle Knives is ok as he'll ever be." I reply. It's my usual one. I know Meryl really doesn't want to hear about him, but he is my brother after all.

"DAD!" Connor shouts from the top of the stairs. I think he just threw on his clothes. His hair is soaking wet. He jumps on me.

"Hey Connor, how are you."

Connor nods. I'm not sure he knows what he's nodding about. "Good! Good! It was cool. The other day Andrew showed me how to use a Derringer."

I give Meryl and Andrew a look. A gun this early? Besides, if anyone should be teaching him how to use one it should be me.

"What?" Meryl says with her hands on her hips. "Its just a Derringer." I see the realization cross her eyes. "Oh. Don't worry I won't let him any more. Geez." She rolls her eyes, but gives me a smile.