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:

Spirit pouted as she stared out the window in her room aboard the Keep. She waved sadly at her extended family as they grew smaller and smaller. The little girl wiped a couple of tears form her cheeks and retuned to her reading.

Daddy and papa were rather shaken by the late night attack that occurred a couple of days ago. Spirit was fine. The trauma she suffered was nothing compared to being locked away. Even though her fathers knew some of what she went through it still pained them deeply to witness it.

Spirit understood why. She had seen her fathers terribly injured by a Chimera before. But she couldn't help but feel as though their worry was misplaced. They should worry about themselves and uncle Callan and uncle Cesar. They couldn't heal. What if she couldn't get to them in time?

Such a thought terrified her… Spirit gripped her book tightly and stared down at the pages as they began to blur. A couple of tears splattered against the text. She set her book aside and ran to her fathers' room, slipping into bed with them.

She didn't like that papa was so reckless on the battlefield! She didn't like that daddy's weapons were close-ranged and therefore, he was more likely to get injured! The little girl vowed to become a better agent than both of them so she could protect her family. That was the last thought going through her head as she finally closed her eyes and drifted off into a blissfully dreamless sleep.

Conrí was leaning causally against the wall as the Keep docked. He had heard about the trouble they experienced regarding Hunter Cain. It was a little after midnight so naturally the hacker was wide-awake. His thoughts had been on the conversation that he had overheard between Six and Holiday. Spirit had been shot in the neck…

Conrí was equal parts horrified and furious. Spirit meant more to him than any of them had ever known. She meant more to him than he could've ever guessed…

The bay door opened and Six stepped with a sleeping Spirit tucked safely in his arms. A pair of Salazar zombies who were practically using the blonde cowboy as a Seeing Eye dog followed him.

Holiday ran over to Six and took Spirit from him, startling the little girl awake. The doctor hugged her tightly and looked her over.

Conrí raised an eyebrow as he saw Holiday fretting over Spirit. He had no idea they were close…

"Are you okay?" Holiday asked.

Spirit shook her head and signed, "It was scary! I can take care of myself but what if I'm not fast enough to take care of my family and I lose someone?"

"Aw… Sweetheart. We're capable fighters. We'll be fine. Though Rex could stand to work on his strategy and maybe Six could find a long distance weapon to use from time to time. Maybe there's away that you can heal from greater distances rather than just skin to skin…" Holiday rambled on.

Conrí sighed in relief when he saw that she was safe. He turned away and walked off. There was no need to listen to Holiday's babbling. It was time to get some rest. The hacker hadn't slept since he heard the news two nights ago…

Spirit ran to Holiday's room and to free Magic Fluffball. He wasn't allowed into the lab so the poor kitten was often left alone for the majority of the day and well into the night. She blinked in surprise when she found that he wasn't there and neither was his stuff.

Panic welled up in her heart as she went to her room, hoping that the doctor had returned him early. He wasn't there either. There was a knock at her door. She jumped up and answered it.

Private Johnson was there, leaning against the frame with a smirk.

"What's wrong," he asked, "Are you missing something?"

Spirit looked stricken as she signed, "My kitten is missing. He's not here and not in Aunt Sarah's room."

MEOW!

A small black head with golden eyes poked his head up over Johnson's shoulder. The grunt smiled as the little girl's eyes lit up.

"Holiday had me look after him since he kept her up at night. Mr. F kept scratching at the door and meowing. I had to use ear plugs."

Spirit laughed silently.

"He must have really missed you."

"No he missed daddy. Magic Fluffball loves him best," she signed with a pout.

"Don't worry… He loves you too. Heck, he loves anyone who feeds him and keeps him warm."

The kitten hopped up onto Johnson's head, which he kept shaved for practical reasons. Magic Fluffball gave a great big yawn before curling up into a ball and falling asleep.

"A bit small for a tupee… How do I look?"

"Cute!"

"Thanks, kid," Johnson said, removing the kitten from atop his head and handing it to her.

Spirit hugged her kitten tightly to her chest. Magic Fluffball squeaked in protest and tried to get away. This was a little too much love for him at the moment. Spirit watched as Johnson put away the little fuzzball's toys, cat bed, and freshly cleaned litter box. She put the kitten on her bed and gave the grunt a hug. Johnson squeezed the living daylights out of her and picked her up, spinning her around.

"Good to have you back. The corridors weren't the same were our resident princess," Johnson said, messing up her hair.

"It's good to be back," she sighed, "But I'll miss my other family."

"Talk to your fathers about skype. That's how I keep in touch with mine.

Spirit nodded and tried by failed to stifle a yawn.

"If you see your father before I do tell him I said thank you for recommending me for agent training and that I look forward to working with him."

Spirit nodded, "Okay. I'll make sure he knows that he made you happy."

Johnson chuckled, "Get some rest."

"Goodnight."

"Night."

Johnson left, closing the door behind him. Spirit got ready for bed. Magic Fluffball sat on the toilet and watched her brush her teeth with a Hello Kitty electric toothbrush. The kitten hopped up onto her sink and batted at her buzzing toothbrush, making the little girl giggle and foam at the mouth.

She put on her pajamas and hopped into bed, snuggling up to her Hello Kitty plush. It was the one with the cupcake pajamas that matched hers. Rain pelted the windows to her room. She kept her ears open for thunder, which brought with it a chance to dance in the rain.

Conrí heard the rain pound against his window with it came a distant rumble of thunder. The hacker smirked. He grabbed his high-speed camera and swaggered out of his room after putting on a pair of blue plaid pajama pants. Conrí normally slept naked but he wasn't about to go outside in the buff and freeze his junk off…

He stepped outside and stopped short when a flash of lightening streaked across the sky, illuminating his little niece as she stared up at it in wonder.

Conrí smiled mentally and snapped a picture of her. Spirit jumped and turned. Her sweet face lit up into a smile as she waved at him. He snorted. Kids never liked him… This one was weird.

Though… In the back of his mind he couldn't help but hope that she sensed a connection to him…

"Hey Ghost! Want to learn how to snap some pictures?" Conrí said.

Spirit grinned and nodded.

Conrí crouched down and put his camera lanyard around her neck, "Okay now when you see the lightening you press this button as fast as you can. Keep the camera steady though…"

Spirit nodded and pointed the camera at the sky. She quickly clicked the button when she saw a flash.

Conrí smirked when she showed him the results on the digital screen, "Not bad, kid."

A low rumble followed…

"Think you can do that again?"

Spirit nodded and stared up at the sky with his camera in hand. Conrí gave her a small sad smile that went unnoticed. It felt wonderful to finally spend some time with the sweet little girl even though she didn't really know who he was yet…

Six awoke to the sound of thunder. A streak of lightening illuminated his and Rex's bedroom. He glanced down at his young love with a tender smile and ninjaed out of bed without waking him. Six grabbed his robe and went outside, knowing that he would find his little girl staring up at the sky and dancing in the rain.

He frowned upon seeing Conrí out there with her. Alone.

"Spirit!" Six called out.

Spirit handed the camera back to Conrí and ran to her father.

Six kneeled down to her level, "I don't want you hanging out with this delinquent."

Spirit frowned and signed, "But daddy's he's lonely!"

The hacker snorted, "Yeah daddy. I'm lonely."

Spirit giggled silently.

Six frowned and scooped up his daughter, "He has Holiday to keep him company. If he were lonely he'd wake her up."

Conrí frowned, "Sarah's no fun though…"

"Tough. Stay away from my daughter," Six warned before leaving.

Conrí waved goodbye to Spirit who waved sadly back.

He turned back to the night sky with a frown, 'Damn that kid is perceptive… Just like her mother.'

No one was better at reading him than his older sister, Catherine… No one else really cared… She was his world as a child. Then that cruel bastard took her away and left him searching for a little girl just like her.

Her little girl…

His niece.

Nothing had felt so satisfying than the night he hacked Charles' account and used it to drain a mafia boss' Swiss bank account. He made it so damn easy for them to trace back to that heartless bastard. Conrí broke into the older man's house and placed hidden cameras in every room just so he could watch the bastard get what was coming to him. It didn't take long for the mafia to catch up and turn him into Swiss cheese.

Charles was useless to Conrí in his endeavor to find his little niece. The fucker was so drunk when he sold her that he completely forgot who he sold her to.

Conrí still seethed over all those lost years with his beloved and dearly departed sister. He still felt an ache in his chest that he wasn't for her when she needed him the most. When she was pregnant and alone in an abusive relationship. It hurt that he wasn't there to snatch Spirit away shortly after she was born so she wouldn't have grown up feeling lonely and unloved.

Conrí would've treated her like a princess…

But he wasn't there. He was only fifteen when she was born after all… There wasn't anything he could've done and now she was Six and Rex's princess. The hacker debated telling them the truth behind his interest in her.

Six seemed to think that he was some sort of pedobear. What about Ghost though? Finding that her "nighttime friend" was actually her uncle. That he had been there for the past five months and not said a word. How would she react to that? Would she hate him for not being there to protect her and her mother?

Conrí frowned. No. Ghost didn't have a mean bone in her body. She was anything but spiteful. The hacker flopped gracelessly into bed without removing his pajama bottoms. Pedobear or not, he felt unsavory thinking about his little niece while in the buff. Conrí pulled out his secret stash of jellybeans and began flicking them one by one into his mouth.

He yawned and tucked his stash away before attempting to fall asleep again, wondering how and when he would tell Ghost about their being related.

Spirit stared up at the ceiling with a frown. Her daddy had carried her back to his and papa's room and told her to go to sleep. She loved her daddy for being protective but she hated that he judged Conrí so harshly.

'So he's a bad boy sometimes? What's wrong with that? Conrí is still really nice.'

What no one else seemed to see was how sad Conrí's eyes were at times. They either didn't notice or didn't care. It reminded her of the times she'd spend listening to the thunderstorms and pretending to be free. She would close her eyes and picture herself dancing in the rain and splashing around in puddles because that was all she really could do as a child. That or pick flowers for her mommy's grave. Bad man had them living in a cabin in the woods. They were all alone out there…

Where there was no one to hear her cry…

Spirit blinked back some tears and curled up closer to her daddy. She was a little mad at him but papa had a furry chest that tickled. She didn't like it.

The storm raged on and Six found that he couldn't sleep. He knew perfectly well that Spirit wasn't asleep either…

"Come on," Six whispered, "We have to talk about why I don't want you around Conrí."

Spirit looked to her papa.

"No. Let him sleep."

She nodded and slipped out of bed after her father. Six led them to her favorite place, the library. This was a very uncomfortable subject and he wanted her to be as comfortable as possible.

They sat across from each other on plush chairs. Six took a deep breath and sighed.

"First off, while I continue to be amazed by your strength, I can't help but feel a little hurt that you didn't confide in me about the scientist who touched you. I know that he's dead and there's nothing that I could do regarding revenge but I am your father. I have a right to know about certain aspects of your life incase they need to be addressed with a therapist at a later date," Six said.

Spirit bit her lip and looked down before signing, "You and papa already worry so much about me. I didn't want to make things worse. I have nightmares about Dr. Harlow. I have nightmares about Captain Benny dying as he tried to carry me out of that place. I have nightmares about being tortured in the name of science. I can heal. No one else could. The screams I would hear day in and day out where haunting and horrifying. Most of all I have nightmares that I will lose my new family. That this is all an illusion created by my broken psyche and I am still trapped in that place. Or even worse, that this is real and I will lose someone I love."

Six sighed and slouched in his chair. There were times where his daughter's intelligence overwhelmed him…

"I know you don't wish to be a burden to us but I think you're throwing yourself at your studies as an escape. While I appreciate the outcome in the form of straight A's I would much rather see you act like a little girl. You act… You act like me and I'm not the best person in world. I've done terrible things to good people as well as the bad ones. I'm not the best role model. And furthermore, you will never be a burden to anyone."

Spirit tilted her head to the side, "Who is the best role model?"

"Papa. Your papa taught me many times over that following orders is not always the right thing to do. There was an EVO by the name of Dr. Peter Meechum. His power was to zombify people and turns them into his violent slaves. White wanted to do a bleach protocol in a densely populated city. It would have killed millions. I didn't question him. I just followed orders. Papa wanted to find an alternative. It turns out that Meechum was a scientist with the nanite project. Van Kleiss wanted him for something so he kidnapped his daughter. It was only after Rex promised to save her that Meechum allowed himself to be cured. Looking back on it… I was willing to destroy an entire city and end millions of lives just to take out one poor, innocent man. Your papa is the kindest, most compassionate person I have ever met. You should strive to be more like him, though I think you would do well to be yourself and become your own person."

"You should tell papa that."

Six chuckled tiredly, "I will. I promise."

"You aren't a bad person, daddy. Children are a product of their environment and they learn by example. I want to be like papa just as much as I want to be like you. It is the two of you more than anyone who will guide me to becoming who I am destined to be."

Six smirked, "I've got to keep an eye on what you're reading… It's a little frightening when a ten-year-old sounds more intelligent and mature than most adults. I still want you to have as normal a childhood as possible. I saw firsthand how unhappy papa was as a child at times. He wanted his freedom. He wanted to play with children his own age."

Spirit pouted.

Six gave her a stern look, "Don't give me that look. You're going to go to the park at least once a week from now on. I want you to make an effort to befriend the children and play games with them. Even I did that while on One's island."

Spirit sighed and nodded.

"Good girl. Tomorrow is Sunday. We'll start then."

Spirit fidgeted nervously and nodded. It was kind of hard making friends with the children in her papa's extended family… They weren't so sure how to approach her because she was mute. She wasn't so sure how to approach them because it was honestly the first time she had ever been around other children. But she would do anything to make her fathers happy.

Six knelt in front of her chair and move a stray curl out of her face, "Baby… It's okay. You don't have to worry. Anyone who doesn't like you isn't worth your time."

Spirit reluctantly nodded then frowned, "Daddy? How do you know that Conrí is bad? You said you were a bad boy but you took papa in and taught him how to become a good man. Then you took me in and gave me love for the first time in my life."

Six swallowed thickly… He didn't like the fact that the first time she ever felt loved was at age ten. And even then it was by a man who was once a monster…

"I've worked with criminals before. I was one. Conrí may be just a thief on the surface but we don't know what he is deep down. I didn't find out that one of the Six was a rapist until years later…"

Six's naked eyes took on an almost haunted look. Memories of IV brutally raping men and women flashed before his eyes. To this day, Six hated himself for never intervening on their behalf. He saw no point to it back then, as each of the victims would meet a gruesome end once the reprehensible act was over. Then that child…

Oh God that little girl… That was the straw that broke the camel's back. Six never once regretted castrating that bastard.

Spirit hugged her daddy tightly around the neck. He was really starting to scare her… It seemed to do the trick as Six held her close and sighed. The agent pressed a kiss her on the temple and closed his eyes, willing himself to calm down.

He picked up his little girl, "Come on, lets go back to bed and get some sleep."

Spirit nodded and rested her head on his shoulder. Spirit found it kind of silly that her daddy and her papa liked to carry her around so much. Even Uncle Callan and Uncle Cesar did it at times… There really was no need for that anymore. She wasn't sick. But if it made them happy…

Spirit felt her eyes get heavy…

"By the way, how did you know about Hunter Cain's family?" Six asked.

"Know your enemy and know yourself and you can fight a hundred battles without disaster," Spirit signed.

Six blinked, "Did you just quote Sun Tzu at me?"

"From "The Art of War"," Spirit confirmed.

Six sighed, "Baby, I wouldn't change you for the world unless I knew that it would make you happier. But please try to stay away from such books."

Spirit frowned but nodded regardless.

"Also, I asked "how" not "why".

Spirit bit her lip and looked very ashamed as she signed, "Bobo."

Six frowned and raised an eyebrow, "Really?"

She nodded, "He knows that I'm not allowed on the computers so it wasn't too hard to convince him to let me look under your password."

Six sighed, "I don't know whether to be upset or impressed…"

"Impressed. Its less scary."

The agent let out a tired chuckle, "Who else did you read up on?"

"Just Cain and Van Kleiss."

"What do you think?"

"Van Kleiss is a dangerous nut ball and Cain is broken hearted."

Six sighed, "I suppose I could see where he's coming from…"

Spirit hugged her daddy a little tighter. She could understand where Cain was coming from as well… It wasn't a very happy place.

"Can I stay with you and papa tonight?"

Six hugged his little girl close, "Of course."

The pair of them snuck back into bed, resulting in Rex immediately latching on to them as the wonderful warmth that had previously abandoned him returned.

The morning had brought a couple of interesting surprises for Rex… First, for whatever reason outside of just being a cat, Magic Fluffball was "grooming" his chest hair. Second, Six was still asleep. The agent was usually up and about at a time that was way too early to be considered decent. Third, Spirit was in bed with them again.

Rex figured she had had a nightmare about Hunter Cain and wanted to feel safe from the boogieman. He looked over at the sleeping little girl who had her head resting on his shoulder and sighed. With Spirit's presence brought about a new dilemma. He had to pee…

Rex groaned quietly… His little mija was a devil when she woke up. She would throw things at them and right now the only thing she could possibly throw aside from Six or Magic Fluffball was Rex's arm, which she was currently clutching.

Spirit wasn't likely to throw her kitten. She loved him to bits and was much too gentle to even consider harming another life. Six wasn't even allowed to cook anything cute for crying out loud! Rex prayed that she never found out how cute chickens, pigs, and cows were as babies or they'd all have to become vegans.

She certainly couldn't throw Six… Though the thought made Rex shake the bed a little with suppressed laughter. The idea of Spirit smacking him with his own arm had a similar effect on him. It reminded him too much of something Nelson Muntz would do to Bart.

Rex bit his lip and decided that he simply couldn't ignore his bladder any longer. The young EVO slowly inched his way off of the bed, dragging his arm along with the rest of his body.

He held his breath and Spirit's eyes cracked open. Her head popped up and she looked around bleary eyed before flopping back down and stealing Rex's pillow to cling to. Rex looked to Six and saw that his beloved was still sound asleep. Having lost her papa's warmth Spirit snuggled up closer to her daddy. Six raised his arm and draped it around his little girl without even waking.

Rex shook his head at the pair and went to the bathroom. He couldn't help but feel as though he was missing out on something… After all, the bed was cold for a fairly long time last night.

The Latino teen decided to shrug it off for now and snuck out of their bedroom, making his way towards the kitchen.

Rex chopped up some come bananas, strawberries, and nectarines before making some fresh squeezed orange juice. He got a pot and boiled up some water to make some loose-leaf green tea for Six and Spirit. Loose-leaf tea gave you the full flavor and nutrients that the tea had to offer, something that was lost in tea bags. Six was a bit of a health nut… Everything in Providence was organic and expensive. It's been that way since Rex first joined.

Rex chuckled, 'My little food snob…'

He got out some cream cheese and set it next to the griddle after he switched it on. Rex brushed some sesame seed oil onto the griddle before laying the honey wheat tortillas down. The amateur chef removed the tortillas and layered on some softened cream cheese, fruit, and a light drizzling of honey before folding them up and cutting them in half. Rex managed to pile everything onto a large serving tray and headed towards their room.

The Latino teen used his nanties to open the door and set the tray on Six's desk. He wandered over to his cariño's side of the bed and pressed a tender kiss to his lips. The older man responded immediately, tangling his free hand into Rex's hair and deepening the kiss.

Rex broke away with a smirk and whispered against his lips, "En mi sueño eres mía, pero en mi vida es un sueño."

Six's eyes went wide with surprise and he blushed a lovely rose.

The younger man bit his lip the keep form laughing, "If you think that's good, I made breakfast too."

Six sat up, careful not to disturb Spirit, and pulled Rex into a passionate kiss. Rex playfully nipped at the older man's lips before sucking on his lower lip and running his hand down the muscular plains of his torso. The agent let out a soft moan that made his young love chuckle…

WAM!

The couple broke apart laughing. Rex looked over at the culprit and saw his little mija with a tired yet satisfied smile on her face and his pillow in her hands.

"Roar!" Rex called out as he pounced her and began to tickle her relentlessly.

Six chuckled and got up to get their breakfast. Spirit giggled silently as she struggled against Rex's playful assault. Her papa eventually relented so they could eat.

"So… What do you guys think?" Rex asked nervously.

"We need to have you cook on your own more often," Six muttered before taking a sip of his piping hot tea.

Spirit nodded with a smile.

Rex's body sagged with relief as he gave them an appreciative grin.

"So what's on the agenda for today?"

"Spirit is going to go outside and play with some children," Six said.

"Why?"

"Because she spends far too much time reading to be healthy."

"Coming from the man who can read six books at once and not get confused."

Six frowned, "There's more to it than that. I'll explain later."

Rex sent his cariño a small glare, "Next time there is anything regarding our daughter I want to be included."

The older man sighed and pressed a kiss to his temple, "Sorry. I wanted you to sleep. You didn't sleep much while visiting Abuela."

"Why don't you get a shower, mija? Daddy and I need to talk."

Spirit nodded and retreated back into her own room.

Rex turned to Six, "As sweet as it was that you wanted me to sleep. I want to know when something is going on with our daughter."

Six nodded, "I know. I apologize."

"So start from the beginning."

"I woke up to retrieve Spirit from last night's thunderstorm and found her with Conrí. I told him to stay away and took her back to our bed. Neither she nor I could sleep so I ended up taking her to the library and we had a little chat about what her nightmares are about. I got her to tell me how she knew about Cain's family and confided a couple of my own sins… Nothing explicit. I made her promise to take you into consideration when she decides what kind of person she wants to grow up to be. She made me promise that I would tell you that I think you are the kindest, most compassionate person that I have ever known."

Rex frowned, "…Playing with other children is a good idea but I think she needs to see a therapist. Hell, I'm pretty sure that we all need one."

"I'll look into that."

"We'll look into that. Also, it couldn't hurt to get to know Conrí…"

Six gave Rex a dubious look.

"Don't give me that look. I don't think he's particularly dangerous and even if he were, you weren't exactly a saint yourself you know…"

Six frowned and sighed, "I guess it couldn't hurt…"

Spirit knocked on their door and entered. She wore a pair of hot pink converse, olive green cargo pants, and a violet hooded sweater. The little girl ran to her daddy, waving about a couple of hair ties. One was green. The other was red.

Six gave an amused chuckle as he sat her down on his lap and brushed out her hair to put into pigtails.

"So, how are we going to get there?" Rex asked.

"I was thinking that we could take the car," Six said with a smirk.

Spirit gave her daddy an odd look, "Providence has a car?"

"No. But your daddy does. It's green," Rex said teasingly.

Six gave him an amused smirk.

Spirit giggled silently as she followed her fathers to the secret garage that housed Six's beautiful emerald 1956 Chevy Coupe. The little girl stared at it in awe once her daddy finally removed the protective cover.

"It's so pretty!" She signed.

"Yup," Rex said, "Just like daddy."

Six blushed and shot him a playful glare, "Shush."

Spirit hopped into the back. She kept fidgeting and found it kind funny that she wasn't this afraid on the battlefield. She almost felt at home there and often wondered if that meant she would be like her fathers. Would she become a hero just like them?

Her thoughts were broken once Six parked the car, "We're here."

Spirit bit her lip nervously and got out. She was a little scared of other children. They were loud and joyful. She wasn't used to such a thing…

Spirit looked around at all the children as they ran and played with their friends and siblings. She had to admit it did look like fun…

Rex smiled down at her, "Aren't you going to join in, mija?"

She gave her papa a nervous look.

"We'll be right here. No one is going to hurt you," Six reassured.

"Lets go for a walk to calm your nerves. You don't have to approach anyone right away or even your first time here. Just take your time."

Spirit nodded and held onto her papa's hand. Six walked silently along side them. They didn't get very far as s soccer ball rolled their way. Spirit let go of her papa's hand and hid behind him.

A girl with blue eyes, long strawberry blonde curls, pale skin, and freckles came running over. She was about thirteen. She stopped dead in her tracks…

"It's you!" The girl cried out, "Mr. Agent!"

Six raised an eyebrow, "Jolene, was it?"

"Yeah!"

"How have you been?"

"I've been well thanks to you and your friend."

"Rex," the Latino EVO said.

"Nice to meet you Rex!"

"Nice to meet you too."

Spirit poked her head out from behind Rex's legs.

Jolene looked over at her with a smile, "Is this your daughter Mr. Agent?"

Rex managed to guide Spirit out from behind him. She shyly kept her eyes on the ground.

Six smiled, "Yes. This is Spirit."

"Hi. My name is Jolene. Why are you hiding?"

Spirit blushed and signed, "I'm shy."

"She said that she's shy," Six explained.

Jolene smiled and rocked on the balls of her feet, "There's no need to be shy! Why don't you come join my friends and me in a game of soccer?"

Spirit looked horrified…

Rex placed a hand on her shoulder, "You know how to play. If you want to get good enough to beat Paco the next time we visit you'll have to practice."

Spirit hesitated before nodding. She pulled her hood down and gave Jolene a shy smile. Spirit kicked the ball towards the older girl.

Jolene smiled, "Come on!"

She took off running with the ball. Spirit looked to her fathers who gave her encouraging smiles. She took off running towards the group of strange children.

Six took a deep breath and heaved a great sigh.

Rex chuckled, "You'll have to let her go one day… How would you react to when its time for her to get married and start a family?"

Six paled, "I'd rather not think of that if you don't mind…"

Rex laughed and patted his love on the back. The older man sighed and took his hand, "Come on. Lets go join the other parents."

Rex grinned. It was nice to be free of Providence for the time being. They didn't need to hide who they were here. They didn't need to hide their love…

I know that someone requested a little more Six/Rex in this one but I simply had to focus on the other characters as well. I created them for a reason and I ended up leaving poor Johnson, Jolene, and Conrí out of the story for WAY too long.

FYI, I've decided that Jolene will become a grunt in my sequel, "Goes A Long Way". She'll also be Johnson's girlfriend.