Hello! This is a blooming romance between Six/Rex. I do not own Generator Rex MOA does. If I DID own Generator Rex, it would go like this:

Six had spent nearly a month away from home. He had come to One's island, a place where he always felt… Tranquil.

He also felt a pang of sorrow…

The agent felt oh so very alone… Six had never expected to let anyone in his life, much less fall in love and adopt a little girl. The agent was still trying to figure out just how his life spiraled out of control in such a beautiful way.

Rex and Spirit meant the world to him… How could he possibly protect them if he couldn't even control his own violent temper? Six would sooner die than risk harming either of them!

'Isn't that what I'm doing by being away from home?' He thought.

Six sighed as he continued to roast and season the fish that he had caught. He had truly missed the simplicity of living off the land. It often brought him back to a time when he would go camping with his parents. His father had been a true outdoorsman. He often fished with his bare hands and hunted with a bow and arrow to give the animals a fighting chance.

Though it was his mother who knew what herbs, mushrooms, and berries to pick to make whatever his father caught taste like heaven… She would often wear that ridiculous apron she made that had many pockets to house such ingredients. She was a talented seamstress; a hobby passed on to her son much like playing piano. Not that Six would ever admit that he actually likes sewing…

It wasn't until Six met One that he learned the medicinal properties of plants. His master's knowledge was extensive, good thing too as what could heal you often looked like what could kill you…

When One died he turned what was mostly a desert island into an exotic tropical paradise, filled with rare plants that were ideal for healing. So naturally Six spent his time foraging, drying plants, creating elixirs and pastes, hunting wild boar, and fishing. It was when he made the elixirs and ground the herbs into pastes that he would meditate. Six became an unusually quiet and patient man having learned such things from One. At present, patience was the last thing on Six's mind as he ate his dinner of fresh fish and wild mushrooms.

'Tomorrow. I'll return tomorrow,' Six decided.

Six tried to fall asleep, but his mind filled with images of his precious daughter and young love welcoming him home with hugs, tears, and perfectly justifiable anger. The agent stared up at the star filled sky and bid it farewell for tomorrow night he would be sleeping within the cold, unfeeling walls of Providence.

Six frowned. Providence was no place to raise a child but it was the best he could do for now…

'I have to do something about Spirit's room… No little girl should have such a stark white room,' Six thought as he tried to find a more comfortable position.

He closed his eyes and sighed, 'Screw it…'

It was midnight when Six decided to pack up his gear and leave, which would enable him to arrive at Providence around nine in the morning. He grimaced at the prospect of a long flight on little sleep but it wasn't like this was the first time he was forced to undertake such a difficult journey.

Six entered Providence undetected and made a beeline for his and Rex's room. He opened the door and saw that their sweet little girl was tucked safely in her papa's arms. The agent swallowed roughly, trying to shove away the emotions that threatened to choke him.

He saw that Rex had fallen asleep with his headphones on… Six deftly removed them and gave his young love a pained look when he heard the song that was playing… It was "Hymn For The Missing" by Red.

I tried to walk together

But the night was growing dark

Thought you were beside me

But I reached and you were gone

Sometimes I hear you calling

From some lost and distant shore

I hear you crying softly for the way it was before

Where are you now?

Are you lost?

Will I find you again?

Are you alone?

Are you afraid?

Are you searching for me?

Why did you go? I had to stay

Now I'm reaching for you

Will you wait? Will you wait?

Will I see you again?

You took it with you when you left

These scars are just a trace

Now it wanders lost and wounded

This heart that I misplaced

Where are you now?

Are you lost?

Will I find you again?

Are you alone?

Are you afraid?

Are you searching for me?

Why did you go? I had to stay

Now I'm reaching for you

Will you wait? Will you wait?

Will I see you again?

Six shuttered slightly as tears spilled down his cheeks and his heart broke all over again. He kissed Rex's temple and smoothed out his baby girl's wild curls before going to his old room. Somehow it just didn't seem right to stay in the same room with his young love. He didn't deserve it after all… Disappearing for a full month like that… Leaving them shattered and alone to pick up the pieces…

Tonight… Or rather, today was the first time since his family died that Six cried himself to sleep… He clutched Rex Bear to his chest; thankful for the silly little Christmas gift his little one gave him and let out all his anguish.

Six awoke early the next morning to the sound of his baby girl playing her violin. He looked around his old room and groaned, unable to believe that his "cat nap" had lasted so long. It was as though a lifetime of insomnia had caught up to him… The agent got up and took a shower. He was in dire need of a shave, having grown quite a beard during his absence.

He took a deep breath and knocked on Spirit's door. The playing abruptly stopped as the little girl set her violin down to answer the door. Spirit stared owlishly up at her father and burst into tears. She began to beat her father on his stomach and chest, expressing her anger and frustration at being abandoned…

Six grabbed her wrists and knelt down, pulling her into a hug. Spirit buried her face in the crook of his neck and cried out of sadness, betrayal, and relief. Six buried his face in her curls and did his best to control his emotions. He blinked back his tears and continued to mutter apologies.

"I'm sorry… I'm so sorry baby…"

Spirit wriggled free, "Daddy, why did you leave? We missed you!"

"I… I was so close to becoming the monster I once was."

She tilted her head to the side, unable to picture her father as a monster despite his anger… It was then that it dawned on her. Papa had said that daddy had a bad past and he used to be really scary…

"Sometimes, you have to step outside of the person you've been and remember the person you were meant to be. The person you want to be. The person you are."

Six blinked, "Did you just quote H. G. Welles?"

Spirit pouted, "I found one of his books but it was a little hard to understand."

Six bit back a laugh, "I'd be a little concerned if you could understand him… He's one of my favorite authors. I'll assign him to you when you get older."

His little girl grinned and readily agreed, hugging her father. She abruptly let go and frowned…

The agent sighed, "Still mad at me?"

Spirit shook her head and tried not to cry…

"What's wrong baby?" Six asked, pulling his little girl into a comforting hug.

"Papa doesn't remember you. He turned into a big robot because he was sad and when he went back to normal he forgot everyone, even us," Spirit signed.

Six felt his heart clench in fear and sorrow. It began to race as one all important question emerged…

"Why didn't he read his journal?"

"Uncle Cesar was afraid that it would make him go all big and scary and forgetful again. He said it was your fault."

Spirit watched as her father frowned. It made her want to cry all over again because she knew that her daddies loved each other very deeply. For papa to forget daddy…

Six calmly stood and smoothed out his little girl's untamable curls, "I have to find his journal. I want him to remember us properly. We'll just hide the part that made him reset."

Spirit nodded.

Six gave her a kiss on her forehead and slipped out of her room. He took deep breaths to try to maintain his composure, but how can you achieve such a thing when an important part of you is missing? Six headed towards Rex's old room, wondering if this was how his young love had felt. If Rex felt as lost as he did…

Six started to root around Rex's old room.

"You won't find it lover boy," Bobo said, "They paid me big to hide it."

Six glared at the monkey, 'Well that should make it easier judging by the alcohol on his breath… Now if I were a drunken monkey where would I hide something?'

Six smirked. He had a decent idea as to where it was… His smirk quickly turned into a frown. He growled as he saw Cesar and Noah walk by. The boy was followed by his girlfriend, Claire, and her friend Annie and… Was that Kenwyn?

Six raised an eyebrow when he saw Annie and Kenwyn holding hands, 'So lesbians are fine but gays aren't? What exactly does he have to fear? There's nothing special about him…'

"Rex!" Cesar called out.

Six froze up and looked in the direction that he had called out to. There was Rex in his typical get up looking as beautiful as ever…

"Cesar? Who are these people?"

Six looked to Noah and the others, clearly they had be informed of Rex's memory problem, as they did not even bat an eye. Unfortunately for him, he caught Rex's eye.

"Huh? Its you!" Rex exclaimed.

Six merely blinked and tried to look innocent because he really had no idea what Rex was talking about…

Cesar took a protective stance, placing his body half between the two. Six raised an eyebrow as the scientist pretended to not be afraid of him.

"He's in a lot of my pictures in my camera and there's a picture of him smirking on my desktop. Who is he?" Rex asked his brother.

"He's no one important," Cesar said, "Go out with your friends."

"But…"

"Go!"

Rex was stunned. He took a step back. He never thought that his super cool, laid back brother would be the type to raise his voice…

"Er… Come on guys. Lets go," Rex said has he led his friends towards the exit.

"Rex, are you alright?" Annie asked.

"Uh… Yeah. It's just that guy… There's something about him…"

Annie shared a look with Kenwyn as Claire comfortingly rubbed Rex's shoulder. Noah frowned upon seeing the slight blush that stained Rex's cheeks.

"Lying is unbecoming, Cesar," Six said.

"I'm not going to let you abandon him and Spirit again!"

"I did not abandon them," Six stated with a calm anguish.

Cesar's eyes widened upon hearing the emotion in the older man's voice. He was about to say something but was interrupted by his lover…

"Lets hear him out, Cesar. You don't know Six like I do," Callan said.

The elder Salazar sighed, "Fine. Lets go to my lab."

Six sighed and followed with his head hung. Cesar slammed the door to his lab and locked it, half expecting Six to try to escape.

"Explain," Cesar said as he leaned against his workbench.

"I shut off my emotions because they prevent soldiers from making rational decisions and following the orders of their superiors," Six said.

"Michael doesn't shut off his emotions," Cesar said, nodding to his beloved.

"Michael still has a living family who loves him and was never beaten bloody and unconscious then left to rot in a basement," Six said bitterly.

"Wait… What?"

Callan froze up… He knew Six had it rough as a kid but he had no idea it was that bad…

"The couple that adopted me after my family died. The woman was wonderful but the man drank."

"So… You turn off your emotions because of trust issues?"

"No. Anger. I started to open up more to Rex and Spirit and that one escaped the flood gate as well."

"I get it. You took off time to meditate in peace. You were trying to reign in your more negative emotions to protect them," Callan said.

Six merely nodded.

Cesar hesitated then sighed, "The journal is…"

"Behind the toilet across from Rex's old room?" Six finished.

"Yeah… If you ever hurt him again…"

Six raised an eyebrow, "Never going to happen. I'm not leaving again."

"Good. I hate seein' my niece cry. Rex too for that matter," the Texan said as he shifted his weight from one foot to another.

Callan felt as though he should've said something regarding what Six had just revealed about his past, but decided that it was probably better to remain quiet. Six was a private man. He was a strong one too… It must have been difficult for him to open up to them about this.

Callan settled for clapping Six on the back before the agent could leave. Six gave him an appreciative nod and left.

The agent headed straight for the bathroom and retrieved the journal. He took it to his old room and opened it to the last entry. There was nothing about Spirit's kidnapping or his retreat. The last entry merely said "Hunter Cain is after Spirit." Oddly enough his didn't make Six feel any better… He heart sank.

'It must have been too painful for him to write about…'

Six locked the journal in the top draw of his desk. Now wasn't the time to worry about it. Rex was out with friends and he wouldn't be back until much later. Six smirked. He had plenty of time to at least start his new little project. So the agent set off for his daughter's room.

Spirit was just leaving. She was in a rush to get to the library. Six raised an eyebrow to the tired look on her face.

"Baby, are you okay?" Six asked.

Spirit tried to stifle a yawn and nodded.

Six knelt to her level and ran a hand through her tangled curls, "What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well?"

"I was worried about you and papa," she signed.

He pulled her into a hug and picked her up, "Come on. Go to sleep in my old room. You'll have to stay there for a couple of days. I have a surprise for you."

"You don't have to. I understand. You were trying to protect us. I forgive you."

Six let out a bitter chuckle, 'I should've known… She's too smart for her own good…'

"I want to. No little girl should have a room that's so stark and cold. What would you like?"

"Flowers and butterflies!" She signed with a smile.

Six smiled, "I can do flowers and butterflies if you can take a nap."

Spirit nodded and allowed her father to tuck her into bed. Magic Fluffball was already on Six's bed, looking perfectly at home, which was typical for him.

Six ordered a couple of grunts to get some high quality paint in violet, dark pink, lavender, white, brown, green, black, and light pink. He sighed… After the freedom of One's island, Six simply couldn't stand being cooped up in such a sterile environment. He needed to get out!

Six wrote a note for his baby girl and left it on his nightstand. Just because he wanted a little freedom didn't mean that he should leave her to worry over him. He didn't want her to feel as though he had abandoned her… Again. Six sighed and shook himself from his self-loathing.

The agent made his way to his secret garage to get to his precious emerald green 1965 Chevy Coupe classic car. He didn't take his car out often, hence the reason why it was one of Providence's best-kept secrets.

Six knew a fair amount about cars, though not nearly as much as his best friend, Callan. He knew that if he didn't take his car out every once and a while the battery would die and a battery for a classic car was pretty damn expensive…

Six whipped off his tie and blazer then undid a couple of shirt buttons. The desert was hot and he was alone so there was no reason for him to maintain the visage of a cold military man. Six rolled up his sleeves and got into his car. He turned the key and the engine roared to life. He took off down an old dirt trail.

Six somehow found his way into town; in fact, he was one exit away from the mall…

'Why stop at just a wall?' Six thought as he took the exit to the mall.

The agent parked his car and headed straight for a furniture store. Spirit liked stained glass so he picked up a stained glass dragonfly floor lamp and a stained glass butterfly desk lamp. He got her white bedding that had lavender and violet flowers on it. Six quickly picked out a black chest for the end of her bed and grabbed a couple of decorative pillows as well.

He took everything out to his car, stuffing what he could in the chest. Spirit needed storage for her art supplies and various ballet and violin paraphernalia. At present the bookshelves in her room were bursting with everything but books. The books happened to be organized into stacks next to the bookshelf.

Rex and his friends spent the day hanging out at the mall. Rex felt like a fifth wheel during the movie. Annie cuddled up to Kenwyn. Claire cuddled up to Noah. Rex was alone… For some reason he got the feeling that he wasn't always alone. He wondered who was missing from his life…

They were hanging out at the food court and he still felt like he was intruding… It was so boring…

Rex decided to finally speak up, "So how did you guys meet?"

Noah jumped in first, "Claire and I met at school. She's really good at science and math and I desperately needed help so she tutored me…"

Claire smiled, "I was in the top of our class and he was near the bottom so I took pity on him. We went to a school dance and out on a couple of dates and the rest is history."

Rex smiled, 'Sounds boring…'

"What about you guys?" He asked Annie and Kenwyn.

Kenwyn blushed, "Um… Well…"

She was normally such a confident person but her world was turned on its head when she discovered her sexual preference…

Annie patted her on the arm, "Well I work at Hauté Chocolate Café, which happens to be Kenwyn's favorite place. I saw her around and thought she was just so beautiful…"

Kenwyn blushed profusely and hid her face in her hands.

"Anyway," Annie continued once she stopped giggling, "I had never personally waited on her before so I was really nervous and I tripped and spilled her piping hot caramel mocha latte all over her…"

Kenwyn cleared her throat and took over, "She apologized over and over again but I honestly barely heard it because my lap was burning up. All of sudden she grabs me and drags me to the back of the café where the locker room is and gave me clothes to change into. She even offered to have my clothes dry-cleaned… It was sweet…"

Annie cut in, "We go to talking and Kenwyn offered to help me with my klutziness by teaching me yoga… It's a work in progress…"

Claire laughed, "She means that whenever Kenwyn would correct her pose or help her balance she would get so hot and bothered that she'd fall over!"

Rex grinned. It was a cute story. A really cute story, but it sounded so… Safe. For some reason he couldn't seem to shake the feeling that his love story was much more interesting…

'Do I have someone that I forgot about?' Rex thought with a slight panic, 'How sad must it be for her knowing that I forgot? Will she ever forgive me?'

When Six packed everything away he went back inside, wondering if he should get her a couple of books… There wasn't much that she didn't already have access to via the library. Six had tried to get a variety of books that kids and young adults would be interested in back when Rex first came to Providence. Unfortunately Rex was more interested in Callan's old game cube than he was in the books. Six smiled, remembering the times that Rex would force him to play video games with him. He was so relieved that Spirit liked to read though…

Six passed by the food court and felt his heartbeat increase when he saw Rex talking with his friends… Rex saw a flash of green out of the corner of his eye and turned to look. He locked eyes with that agent from Providence. It was all too brief as the man continued on his way.

Rex felt his heart race and he simply couldn't figure out why…

"You guys were my friends before I lost my memory, right?" Rex asked tentatively.

"Yeah. We're best friends," Noah said.

"You went on a couple of double dates with Annie, Noah, and me," Claire said.

"You saved my life a couple of times and you're actually pretty good to work with. Yeah. We're friends," Kenwyn explained.

The nervous Latino took a deep breath, "Am I gay?"

Noah frowned and went to answer…

Annie cut him off by hugging Rex, "If you are we can hold a coming out party for you and Kenwyn!"

Kenwyn groaned, yet couldn't help but smile at her hyperactive girlfriend's antics. Claire laughed at her friend's overzealousness.

"No," Noah said, "I've never known you to have an interest in men."

Kenwyn glared at Noah, 'So I was right… He's a homophobe.'

Claire and Annie didn't know about Rex and Six's previous relationship. Kenwyn made a mental note to tell them as soon as possible.

Noah shifted uncomfortably, "We should get going. It's almost eight and the mall closes at nine. Besides some of us have senior projects."

"And senior prom!" Claire exclaimed.

"You are going with me, aren't you Wynny?"

Kenwyn blushed at the use of her nickname and nodded, "Of course."

Rex sighed and stood, "Lets go."

They were about to pile into Kenwyn's ice blue Honda CRV when Rex saw that the agent was also leaving the mall. He had a bag full of books and journals and another bag full of quality colorful inks and paper.

Noah saw Rex looking Six's way…

"Hey. The car's right here," Noah said.

"Mi hermano doesn't like that man for a reason. I want to find out what's so bad," Rex said, half lying.

Kenwyn couldn't take it anymore…

She sighed, "That's Agent Six. He's actually kind of nice."

Rex smiled, "I'll see you guys around."

He ran after the mysterious agent, "Hey! You're with Providence, right?"

Six froze up and nodded, "Yeah."

"I'm Rex Salazar… Can I get a ride? I mean Kenwyn is staying at Annie's tonight so its one less trip for her to make."

Six smirked, "Only if you help me unload all this."

"Sure! What's your name by the way?" Rex said, hopping in.

"Agent Six," he said with a sigh.

'What? Really? His name is Six?' Res thought.

'This is going to be harder than I thought… I should give him his journal tonight. The sooner we get this over with the less angry he'll hopefully be…' Six thought.

"So who's all this for?"

"My daughter."

"Cool! I have a daughter too! She must be adopted though… Doesn't look a thing like me. That and she's ten… Her name is Spirit."

Six raised an eyebrow, "Spirit is my daughter. You've been helping me raise her for a couple of months now."

"What? Really?"

Six nodded as he pulled out of his spot and took off for a very long ride home… Rex was silent for a while. He kept fidgeting…

"What is it?" Six asked.

"Was I dating anyone?" Rex asked.

"Not my place to say," Six said to avoid being even further distracted from driving.

"Oh…"

"Why do you ask?"

"I just get the feeling that something is missing…"

Six nodded, "Understandable."

"Thanks for… You know… Telling me that Spirit is your daughter… I think I would've had a coronary if she ran up to you signing "Daddy"."

Six chuckled. Rex blushed and stared at him.

"What?"

"You should smile and laugh more often… It makes you less intimidating…"

Six smirked, "I'll keep that in mind."

"So… What color are your eyes?"

"Green."

Rex laughed, "Figures… Everything is green with you."

"Is that bad?"

"Nah… I'd like to see you in blue though."

"Why blue?"

"Don't know… I just think it would suit you better."

Six shook his head with a small smile, "If you ask Spirit she'll say that I look best in pink…"

"Pink?" Rex laughed.

The rest of the ride was spent in a surprisingly companionable silence. Well it was surprising for Rex… He didn't even remember this man and yet he felt far more comfortable around him than he did around his friends…

Rex was true to his promise and helped Six unload everything into a spare room then broke the lock so no one else could get in. He went into Spirit's room only to find that she wasn't there. Six saw the panic developing on the young man's face.

"She's in my room. You're welcome to take her if you want…" Six offered.

The Latino bit his lip, "Do you mind? I mean," he sighed, "It kind of sucks not knowing who you are… I know she's just a little girl but…"

"She's a comforting and oddly familiar presence?"

Rex grinned, "I don't know what it is about you but you just… I feel like you understand me."

"I've known you for eight years…"

"Really?"

"Yeah," Six pulled out a journal from his desk, "Read it."

"Uh… Okay?"

"Just trust me."

Rex nodded and picked up his daughter. The two left Six's old room. The agent felt so… Empty…

Six sighed and grabbed his old beat up copy of H. G. Wells, "The Wonderful Visit", the story of a fallen angel who arrived in a small English village. While he struggled to adapt to everyday life, the villagers resented him for his purity. However, the longer he stayed on earth the more he began to assimilate.

The agent threw himself into this fantasy world in an attempt to forget how worried he was about Rex.

Rex tucked his daughter into bed and cast a wary glance at the journal. He sat at his desk so the light wouldn't disturb her and opened it to the first page.

"My name is Rex Salazar and I'm an EVO. I can control my nanites to cure people and talk to machines. I don't remember anything beyond the day I was found by Agent Six in Mexico. I was ten-years-old at the time and my first impression of him was that he was the scariest person I have ever met…"

So I've been re-editing the hell out of this thing starting from chapter one on. I'll post the changes later. Its nothing big but I did notice a small plot hole in my last chapter… _ Needless to say, I took care of that. I wanted to get this out sooner but I had my mama's boy of a kitten fixed and then I got sick.

I'd like to thank everyone for their wonderful reviews. You people are epic!