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A/N: Yes, I said May 4th tops and today is May 5th. But now I did it, I clicked the "Complete" thingy. I'd have posted it yesterday but it was midnight of May 4th and I still didn't like what I had written.
Now it's more how I wanted it to be. And I hope you like it as well.
Do I still need to mention all the grammar thing? I believe you know what to do by now ;)
Enjoy!
Nikita felt the sun bathing her skin as she sat at a white sanded beach in Hawaii, bouncing two-year-old Melinda up and down on her knee.
The mother daughter duo watched as Michael and Max played soccer a few feet away from them.
"Dada" the little girl clapped her hands. She looked up at her mother "Max and dada. Pay"
"Do you wanna play soccer with daddy and Max?" Nikita deciphered her daughter's baby talk with ease.
Mel nodded and smiled expectantly.
Nikita tapped her nose lightly and smiled at the little girl, who looked endearing wearing a two piece yellow bathing suit with white daisies.
"You can't play soccer yet, Mel" she chuckled "you are too little"
The little girl shook her head
"Me big" she looked at her father and older brother again "Pay"
She couldn't help but laugh; her daughter had turned out to be as stubborn as her.
"Play" Nikita corrected her gently.
Melinda pointed at them again.
"Me pay" she said making puppy eyes. Nikita could swear Michael was the one who had taught her that "Please?"
"You know what, I'm starting to think you just don't wanna be alone with me" Nikita said, but her sarcasm was lost on the little girl, how just smiled at her.
"Mommy" she said simply burying her little face on Nikita's neck and giggling.
Nikita kissed her daughter's long baby hair and let the little girl toy with her hair as she watched the boys playing. Michael kicked the soccer ball with a little more force than necessary, sending it into the ocean.
He raced Max to see who would catch it first. The father-son duo forgot about the soccer ball as they entered the water, splashing water at each other instead.
Nikita laughed at their silliness.
Hearing them playing in the water, Melinda's attention was suddenly on her father and older brother again.
Her little eyes sparkled as she looked at them in the water.
"Now you wanna go into the water, huh?" Nikita knowingly questioned the little girl.
She nodded, sucking on her thumb.
"I thought so"
The former agent laughed and got up from her spot on the sand, re-arranging the baby on her hip as she approached Michael and Max.
"Hey, boys" she called out to them as she approached the shore "could you stop the splashing for a sec?"
The two stopped with the water kicking to look at them.
"You and mommy wanna join the fun?" Michael asked his daughter, reaching for her.
Melinda immediately stretched herself from her mother's hold, eager for Michael's waiting arms.
"Dada!" she squealed in delight when Michael held her.
"It's like I'm not even here" Nikita complained with false offense, but smiled as Michael rubbed his nose with Mel's, making her laugh.
"Maybe I'm the favorite" Michael teased her.
He hugged the baby closer, and she shrieked at the cold contact of her father's skin against hers.
Nikita rolled her eyes and smirked
"Yeah, you wish" she smirked, brushing her daughter's baby hair.
"Mommy" Mel called her mother "too cold" she whined reaching for Nikita, wishing fort the comfort of her non wet-cold arms.
"Told you you weren't the favorite" Nikita winked at Michael as she took Melinda from his arms.
Michael chuckled and smiled at the baby girl.
"You're right, baby" he conceded "it is too cold for you in the water"
Melinda pouted.
Max kissed his baby sister's cheek.
"Don't worry, Mel" he smiled at her "You'll be playing in the water with us in no time"
"She's definitely your daughter" Michael breathed a laugh as he sat next to Nikita on the sand.
"Yeah, I figured that much" she smiled at him "How do you feel getting your ass kicked by a four year old girl and a twelve year old boy?" she teased.
"I didn't get my ass kicked" he complained.
Nikita laughed again.
"They did score 12 goals on you, Michael" she said matter-of-factly
"Yeah, but who's counting?" he looked at his children still playing soccer a few feet away from them.
"I was" she smirked "And I'm sure the kids were too"
Michael rolled his eyes.
"It was a game just for fun" he defended himself.
"Yeah, right" she pretended to agree "Now you are going to tell me you let them win?" she mocked.
"No" he pulled his wife to his arms and kissed her hair "But that's what we are going to tell people if they ever reveal this score"
They laughed and Michael kissed her lips gently.
"I guess we are getting old" Nikita murmured against his lips "Mel is already four. Max is turning thirteen soon…"
Michael chuckled and captured her lips again.
"We are not old" he countered with a smile "In fact, I think it's time we make another baby"
Nikita furrowed her brows
"Is that so?" she asked, a small smile playing on her lips.
"Yeah" he agreed "Maybe we could have twins like Alex and Sean. A boy and a girl, so we can have two of each" he said playfully.
"Ohh, so I'm an incubator now…" she laughed "Not gonna happen"
"Fine, just one then" he conceded "What do you say, we start planning one for next year?"
"Humm…" Nikita hummed with an amused grin
"Is that a yes?" he smirked, leaning in to kiss her again.
"Maybe" she whispered, crashing her lips against his.
His hands gently brushed her hair as he deepened the kiss.
"Ewww" They heard too juvenile voices exclaiming.
They broke the kiss with a laugh and looked at the two children.
"That's so weird" Melinda complained covering her eyes up with her hands.
"Too weird" Max agreed with a grimace.
Michael and Nikita laughed, and he pulled Nikita into his arms.
"Is that better?" he asked "No kissing"
"Much better" the boy smiled.
Michael chuckled and Nikita gently freed herself from his hold, pulling Max to the sand next to her
"Why so jealous, huh?" she laughed, hugging the boy close and covering him in kisses
"Hey!" Mel complained "How about me?" she smiled mischievously.
Max pulled his little sister to the sand as well.
"Come here, Mel" he said helping her sit by his side.
Nikita hugged them closer, spreading kisses between the two of them.
"I don't know how I ended up with such jealous kids" she said tickling them.
They were soon rolling on the sand, laughing in delight as they had their little tickling fight.
"Hey" Michael said, calling their attention.
The three of them looked up at Michael, stopping their tickling momentarily.
"Now I'm jealous" he complained in a childish way.
Max and Melinda laughed at their father's immaturity, and Nikita smiled at his juvenile behavior, finding it slightly cute.
"I'm serious" he said playfully "Lots of love for mommy. Nothing for dear old dad"
Nikita exchanged glances with the two kids, who gave her a naughty smile telling her they understood just what she meant.
With a simple nod of her head, the two children threw themselves at their father, knocking him down on the sand and tickled him with more energy than before.
"You asked for it" Nikita smiled as she joined her children, and the four of them kept on with their playfulness, just rolling around in the sand.
When Michael finally got a hold of the situation he sat up and smirked at his wife and both his kids.
"The three of you better run" he said with a grin
Max and Melinda's eyes widened and they looked up at their mother.
"Run!" she said with a laugh, and she got up and sprinted away, making the little ones follow her immediately.
Michael got up and chased after them in a high-spiritedly catch up game, which finished with the four of them in the water, splashing water at each other and enjoying the end of the afternoon.
"Do we have to go back home this soon, mommy?" Melinda questioned as her mother braided her long - and wet- mahogany hair. She knew the end of their vacation meant her big brother going away.
"You know we do, Mel" Nikita said brushing a few strand of her hair gently "You need to go back to school, and so does Max"
Melinda looked at her brother and pouted.
"I'll miss you" she said sadly.
Max smiled at the little girl.
"It's just for a little while, Mel" he said with a smile, already used to the arrangements between his parents. Max missed them when they were apart, but contrary to his little sister, understood their situation "I'll be back before you can even miss me"
"Promise?" the little girl smiled sweetly.
"I promise" he guaranteed.
"Our vacation is not over yet" Michael pointed out "We still have time" he winked at the little girl.
"Wanna build a sandcastle, Mel?" Max suggested, trying to cheer her up.
"Yes!" she smiled brightly.
"Wait for me to finish your braid, Mel" Nikita said gently.
The little girl sighed.
"Not my fault your father and our aunt Alex won't allow me to cut your hair" Nikita said.
"No one is cutting her hair" Michael said giving his daughter a affectionately look.
Michael and Alex's obsession with Melinda's hair was something she never understood. Since she was a baby, they would never let Nikita cut the girl's hair more than some meaningless few inches.
She believed Michael wanted her hair longer because of its resemblance to Nikita's, and Alex was just loved to style the little girl's hair; especially now with two boys on the way, she liked the girl times she spent with her goddaughter.
"There you go" Nikita said as she tied the ends of her hair.
Max held out his hand to Melinda and the little girl held it happily.
The sat a few feet away from their parents and started building a sandcastle.
"He's good with her" Michael said proudly "Did you see how he dealt with her when she was sad he was leaving?"
"Well, guess he got his sweetness from you" Nikita winked at him "Plus, he loves her"
Michael smiled
"Of course he does" Michael said as if it was obvious "How could he not?"
Nikita looked at the kids, who were happily playing in the sand. Nikita smiled to herself.
"He's a great boy" she said proudly "They both are great kids"
"I know…they have amazing parents" Michael joked.
Nikita laughed
"I'm serious" she slapped lightly.
"So am I" he countered with a smirk "After all we've been through in life, we are still managing to not screw them up. That's amazing"
Nikita thought about it for a while
"Maybe you're right" she smiled.
"Honestly, Nikita" he looked at the boy and girl playing just a few feet away from them "All things considered, I think we are raising pretty amazing kids. You are mother material, after all."
She smiled warmly.
"I just hope we can keep it up" she sighed contently.
"I know we will" he guaranteed "Believe me, we will" he emphasized, kissing her hair.
Michael pulled Nikita against his chest and they silently admired the beauty of the Hawaiian beach as it gleamed in the afternoon sun.
"You sure you still don't wanna move to Hawaii?" He questioned running his lips over her ear "Mel likes here"
She laughed
"Of course she does" she said with a smile "Definitely your daughter" she teased him, quoting his statement from earlier.
"We are smart" he joked "Come on, look around. Wouldn't you like to see this every day?"
"See, the fun part of having a summer beach house is, we can come here every summer. If we lived here, it wouldn't be this amazing" she clarified
"You sure? It's seems like a good plan to me. Mel loves the beach, Max is always wants to spend his vacation here. It would be great" he countered in a humorous, light tone.
"Yeah, and we could sip drinks from a coconut, let Mel run free through the beaches and be a family of tanned surfers? It doesn't really suits us" she smiled.
"You're right" he agreed "But it's tempting"
She smiled and kissed his lips gently.
"Maybe someday" she conceded.
She looked up at her daughter and step-son playing in the sand and then to her loving husband.
"Because right now, I wouldn't change one single thing about our lives" she said with a bright smile.
Michael tightened his hold on her waist, nuzzling her neck.
"Ditto" he whispered with a smile "However, I'd love to add a new baby to it"
A/N: So...That's it guys.
I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it, and I hope to see you guys on my future stories, 'cause I really love this couple and I won't stop at this one ;)
So, for the last time; on this story; tell me your thoughts !
And again, thank you so much for everything.
~Rose.