A/N I don't own these characters, wish I did though...

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"-So then I decided to use the blue crayon instead of the green because it looked cooler but then I wondered if I should still use the green one, you know because of Uncle Ollie. But then I remembered yellow is my favorite color so then I had to figure out if I wanted the blue, the green, or the yellow. People say coloring's easy but it's not." Bella explained taking a bite of orange beef.

"I've been arguing that for years." Helena smiled, pulling her hair into a sloppy bun.

Bella suddenly frowned. "What's that?"

"What's what?"

"You have something on your neck, it looks like a bruise or something." Her daughter frowned. "Actually, it looks like something bit you? Did it happen in a fight?"

Helen craned her head to look at her neck and almost groaned. Thirty-two and she had a goddamn hickey! Oh, she was going to kill Vic for giving her that last night on patrol!

"It's a...mosquito bite." Helen lied.

"It doesn't look like a mosquito bite."

"It was a really big mosquito."

"But it's April." Isabella pointed out.

"Killer Moth mutated it, okay who wants an egg roll?" Helen said quickly changing the subject.

Bella raised an eyebrow. "Okaaaay...When is Daddy getting here?"

"Soon, pumpkin."

"Then I'll have an egg roll while I'm waiting." Bella smiled as her mother plopped one onto her plate.

A few minutes later Vic knocked on the door.

"You're late." Bella huffed as she answered it.

"What, no hello?" Q pouted.

"Hi, you're late." Bella repeated dragging him into the kitchen. "We already ate and I want to watch the movie before it's too late so get some food on a plate and get it the living room, got it?"

"You are so much like your mother it scares me." Vic smiled as she gave him a very Helena-like glare before running into the living room.

"Hello, Love." Q murmured pulling Helen close and giving her a kiss.

"Don't you 'Love' me, you're in trouble." Helena scowled. "You gave me a hickey last night and Bella saw it."

"What did you tell her?"

"That it was a mosquito bite."

"In April?"

"Shut up, what was I supposed to tell her? Mama and Daddy were on a dark roof all alone and were making out so Daddy decided to bite Mama, do you know how wrong that sounds?"

"On second thought..."

"Yeah, that's what I thought." She smirked giving him a quick kiss. "Now come on, we have to watch this movie."

"Which movie is it?"

"Some Barbie thing."

Vic groaned. "Do we have too?"

"What, is Barbie connected to the Illuminate?" Helen teased.

"No, she's just really annoying."

"We still have to." Helen smiled. "But think of it this way, this counts as our fourth date so after tonight we have one more to go and then I'm naked and yours."

Vic grinned ridiculously at the thought. "I think I'll manage."

"Good." She smiled kissing his cheek.

Vic woke up tiredly with the realization that his shoulder was numb and he was unusually warm.

He looked at the source of heat curled up next to him and realized that there were actually two; Helenas' head on his shoulder and their daughter asleep on his lap.

Glancing at the clock he realized that it was way past all their bedtimes. "Helena, are you awake?"

"Mm, give me a minute..." She mumbled.

He gently rubbed her shoulder. "Helen?"

She groggily opened her eyes. "What?"

He gestured to the clock. "We fell asleep."

"Her too?"

"Yes." He whispered pointing to their daughter fast asleep.

Helena studied her daughter for a moment. "This is the only time she's quiet. Well, sometimes she talks in her sleep but normally this is the only time."

"She looks like an angel." Vic mumbled.

"Sometimes she is one." Helena yawned stretching her arms over her head. "Do me a favor and put her to bed for me, okay?"

"Okay." Q said softly picking up the small girl and carrying her into her small bedroom. He gently laid her on to her bed and tucked her in, giving her a quick peck goodnight.

"Thanks." Helena sighed. "Jeez it's late, how the hell did we fall asleep? Normally we can go out on patrol for hours and nothing but an hour and a half of Barbie and we're out."

"Hurm." Vic muttered his mind going to work. "Maybe Barbie is connected to the Illuminate. They could be putting something in the movie making it so boring you fall asleep and become prone to-"

"I get it." Helen cut in. "Hey, since it's so late, do you want to spend the night?"

"You mean like-"

"No, I just mean I don't want you to make a four hour drive at three in the morning when you're already wiped." She said quickly. "You don't have to if you don't want to."

"I do." Q assured her. He looked around as she went towards her bedroom. "Uh, where will I be sleeping?"

"Um, with me."

He felt his whole body grow warm at the thought before mentally kicking himself. No, they would not be doing the dirty but oh-so-good thing and for once they would be literally sleeping together. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I mean I think we're to tired to actually do anything for once." Helen explained. And because I really like teasing you.

"If you're sure." You just like teasing me.

Helen smiled and disappeared into her room. "I don't know, I thought I was sure but you obviously have a problem controlling yourself around me."

"Oh, I have the problem?" Vic laughed as he followed her. When he entered the room he noticed Helen with her back facing him beginning to remove her clothes.

He gulped quietly as he stared at her unhooking her bra. Helen noticed and laughed, "I'm putting on my nightgown, dummy. But you obviously see something you like."

"Yes, very much." He admitted.

She cocked an eyebrow. "Aren't you going to change too?"

"Into what?"

"Don't you normally just leave on your pants and boxers?"

"Well, yes, but-"

"Oooh, I'm going to see you shirtless, that's so revealing and personal." Helen teased slipping on her nightgown.

"Fine." Vic shrugged removing his clothes until he was only in his pants.

Helen studied him for a few moments. "Very nice."

"I was thinking the same thing." Q admitted.

"Flatterer." Huntress smirked sitting on the bed and ducking under the covers as Vic laid down next to her.

Helen smiled softly and moved closer to him. "This feels nice."

"Yes...it does." He agreed wrapping an arm around her waist.

"Mm, we had a lot of good times in this bed." Helen mumbled.

"Oh, yes." Q muttered growing hot remembering those times. "A hell of a lot."

"Probably too much."

"Probably."

"It wasn't our fault. We we're a very passionate couple." Helen shrugged. "And we've gone, what, two and a half weeks of dating without ripping off our clothes and going at it like dogs in heat."

"It's our record."

She laughed quietly and gave his jaw a quick kiss. "Too bad we have to break it, huh?"

"Well, we don't have to if you don't feel comfortable doing so." Vic said quickly.

Helen stared at him a moment. If she had any doubts before, they were gone now. "I do."

"Oh. Good, well, great, actually. Good night."

"Night."

Helen was having a very pleasant dream.

She always had nice dreams, and a lot of them were very sexy, but this one was easily one of the best she'd ever had.

She was in a hotel room in a nice, large bed and she was not alone. She could feel Vic next to her with every detail; his bare, muscular chest against hers, his fingers gently stroking her inner softness, warm lips smothering hers with blistering kisses.

She wanted him so bad.

Helen felt Vic cease his caress and shift to begin toying with her nipples. She moaned in pleasure and teasingly nibbled his ear, whispering how she wanted it and where. She rocked her hips when she felt his hot breath on her neck as he began to talk to her.

"Mm, Helen." She could here him murmur tiredly.

She ignored the slight confusion in his voice and attacked his neck with her lips as she quickly took off his pants leaving him only in boxers. Wrapping her legs around his waist she purred what she wanted, smirking as she felt him grow warmer.

"Uh, Helen?" He sounded oddly scared.

She shrugged it off, purring that she'd been very naughty. Deciding that this position wasn't going anywhere near as fast as she wanted it, she shifted so that she was on top of him, straddling Vics' waist. Teasingly, she slipped off her nightgown straps and off it fell.

"Helen!" She noticed the urgency in his voice but ignored it.

Nibbling around his jaw line, she teasingly sucked his lip and began to gently run her fingers down his chest and past his stomach. "Vic," She breathed, her voice dripping with lust and desire. "I, mm, need you to, uh, come on-"

"Helena!" He panted loudly.

Helen opened her eyes and stared down before having a startling revelation: She was with Vic, but they were in her bed in her home with their very young and non-deaf daughter a room away. Helen was on top of him, straddling his waist, her fingers curled around the elastic of his boxers. "Uh..."

Q looked at her mad with desire and panted, "Hi."

"Hi." Helen said exceptionally embarrassed. "I was having a dream." She offered lamely.

"It must have been a very nice dream." Offered Vic. "And sensual."

"It was." Helen replied quickly.

"Um, could you please get off me?" Vic asked politely.

"Wha-Oh, yeah." Helen mumbled sliding off him.

"Maybe not like-uh." He groaned feeling her rub against his aching organ.

Helen looked at him for a second in contemplation. Without a word she laid back on top of him and kissed him deeply, spearing her hands through his hair.

"Mm, Q?" She breathed.

"Yeah?" He muttered in between heated kisses.

"We've been on four dates, right?"

"Yeah."

"And you're not leaving, right?"

"Wasn't, mm, planning too."

"Okay." She sighed giving him one more deep kiss. "Touch me."

"Huh?"

She took his large hands in hers. "Touch me."

"Okay." He muttered slipping his hands under the nightgown and resting them on her bare thighs.

She almost whimpered at the sensations. She wanted him so damn badly, and four dates was close enough. Screw time, she wanted it bad and she wanted it now! "Take me." She panted.

"What?"

"Take me now."

"Are you su-"

"Yes. Now prove that you like me so much." She demanded in a lustful voice.

He looked at Helens' desire filled gaze and decided he better do as he was told. "On it." He mumbled moving his hands toward her panties. Oh, he was going to prove it all right. And when they were done she wouldn't have a single doubt in her mind.

He felt a favorite organ of his throb as it begged to be set free. Helen smiled and once again put her hands on to his waist, pulling them down and-

"Mama!" A voice came from behind their bedroom door with a loud knock.

"Shit!" Helen swore, jumping of her boyfriend.

Q looked up at her, flushed. "We need to get our own place."

"Mama, can I come in?"

"No!" Helen said a little bit to loudly as Vic and her quickly got off each other.

"But I need to!"

"Why?"

"I had a nightmare." Bella whimpered.

"Dammit!" Helen muttered quickly putting her clothes back on. She looked up at Vic, "Hide!"

"Where?"

"In the closet or something!" She hissed shoving him in the direction of her closet.

"Mama, I had a nightmare." Bella complained as she entered the room and saw her mother looking flushed and breathing heavily. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I, uh, was swatting a mosquito."

"Was it the same one who gave you that bite yesterday?" Bella asked looking at her mother curiously. "Because it gave you a few more."

"Yeah, it did." Helen said quickly. "But I killed it. Uh, go make breakfast and then we'll talk about your nightmare, okay?"

"Okay, but it was pretty crazy and it involved an elf, some butter, and a giant bug." Bella warned leaving the room.

Helen counted to ten after she was gone before quickly going over towards her closet. "Uh, are you okay?" She asked as Vic stepped out.

"Fine." he said quickly. "Um, where are my pants?"

"I threw them over there." Helen admitted gesturing towards the dresser.

"So, while you sneak out the window I'm going to take a nice shower, okay?" Helen asked as he finished getting dressed.

"All right." Vic complied. "And Helen?"

"Yes?"

"Make it a cold one." He advised ducking out her window.

"Yeah." She muttered into the empty room. "Ice cold."

But she smiled as she wandered down the stairs; in two days after one more date, Q was going to be naked and hers.

She wondered if she should buy a special outfit for the occasion.

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