This is the last chapter of this history, this was an amazing ride and I thank you all, those who reviewed and those who didn't. Thank you for reading, I hope you like the finale!
Two and a half years later, 23 December, Austria
Austria for Christmas and an evil CEO who was not that smart and had a thing for tall brunettes with long legs had been a good choice, a very good choice. They had been able to bring the kids with them, staying for Christmas and now, Parker stood on the balcony, happily staring.
Sophie and Nate were gone at the moment, probably in their room, busy being intimate and in love; all those things they were, despite their personalities, and she could hear Eliot rumbling around in the kitchen between pans and pots, cooking the Gourmet dinner they all deserved.
The Christmas tree was huge, standing on the floor next to an equally gigantic, marble, fireplace. Both the fire and lights on the Christmas tree were on which made it look precious since the stolen artefacts Parker had used to decorate the tree reflect all the light that shone upon them.
The presents were sitting under the tree's green, opulent, branches, waiting to be open with a jollity scratch of paper. To make it even better, outside, the floor was covered with a carpet of white, pure, snow that reached Eleanor's knees.
There was music playing, Frank Sinatra, Sophie's election for the night, and a truly perfect one for the time being.
She heard his steps, approaching her slowly, calmly, with no threat at all; she felt one of his arms rounding her waist and leaned against his body with a soft purr when he kissed her cheek.
Eliot handed her a cup of hot chocolate and silently stared with her as the first twinkly stars started shining on the dark, velvet curtain that was the night sky, along with a full round, bright moon; its light reflected on the snow, creating the illusion the soil was nothing but a lake of stardust.
Outside, Hardison, Eleanor and Seth were busy building a protective, yet gracious, army of Snowmen, well; Eleanor and Hardison were doing it. At the age of two, with dirty blond hair and astonished blue eyes Parker's and Eliot's son, Seth, was just following them, buried in snow to the waist, carrying sticks and carrots to give those snowmen some human features such as a nose and limbs.
The boy stopped running around for a moment, stared at his parents and waved his chubby little arm, an innocent smile plastered all over his face.
Parker sighed and took a sip from her mug as one of her hands covered Eliot's telling him not to go away, they kept staring.
The moment Seth fell on the snow Parker's hearth almost flew from her mouth and she handed the hot chocolate mug to Eliot, ready to jump out of the balcony (they were on the first floor) and comfort her little boy. She was perched on the railing already when the hitter pulled her back causing her to stumble right into his arms.
"You almost made me fall!" she mumbled as he involved her on a warm hug. He chuckled.
"Like I was ever gonna let that happen!" and he kissed the tip of her nose just before she twirled in his arms so she'd be facing the outside again.
"Look" Eliot said pointing at the boy that was now laughing in his cousin's arms as Hardison grimaced at them. "He couldn't be any safer than that." She leaned against Eliot's chest again, completely relaxing.
"And I am safe too..." Eliot handed her the mug of hot chocolate and she took a long, delicious sip, she loved the hot chocolate he made.
"Humhum..." he murmured in agreement, the tip of his nose and his scruff brushing her neck as he started making a path of kisses on her pale skin.
"And so is the new baby..." She let out casually, gladly anticipating his reaction.
"Humhum... Wait. What?" He made her swirl on her heels so he could look into her eyes; her smile was undeniable. She dragged his callous hand to caress her still flat womb, underneath her jersey, her eyes glowing in happiness.
"I was going to tell you on Christmas night!" He saw the tiniest glimpse of apprehension forming in her eyes as she whispered. "Is it a good present?" He laughed as he pulled her closer to him.
"It's the best present I could ask for!" He exclaimed. As she put her mug away he framed her face with his hands and kissed her passionately, her hands pulling at his hair. Passionate soon became gentle and caring and the kiss ended on a wholehearted embrace.
The stared at their family again as Eleanor and Seth battled against Hardison on the snow, knocking him on the floor and tickling him until he surrendered; that was their family, their life and they wouldn't trade it for all the gold in the world...
This was my first "about a serious thing" story I hoped I wrote it well and once again, thank you so much for everything!