Hello all, after seeing the Premier ideas just came to me and I actually had time to get them down so here we go. As always I DO NOT OWN and part of Burn Notice.
Michael was unpacking one of the boxes in the kitchen, when he heard Fiona scream. Michael started running towards the bedroom where she was unpacking the easy boxes.
"Michael get in here!" Fiona shouted.
Michael was almost to the doorway when he heard her demand that he go in the bedroom. He knew her tone to well and tried to find any where else to be. He couldn't think of anywhere to go. She knew he was in the house and probably heard him running down the hallway. He was trying to think what he could have done wrong or at least that someone else was there with them in case she killed him. Michael walked into the bedroom as if nothing was wrong. "What's up Fi?"
"What's up Fi? That's all you have to say?" Fiona crossed her arms on her chest and waited for Michael to answer.
Michael thought hard for a moment trying to think if he left the toilet seat up, or put a drink down with out a coaster. He couldn't think of anything. "You're mad about something that much I can tell but unless you tell me what you're mad about I don't know what to say." Michael slowly moved towards her.
"I just got this from your Mother," Fiona held her cell phone out to him with a message up on the screen.
Michael read the message, 'Michael said you were having Easter dinner at your new house; I wouldn't miss it for anything. J' Michael closed his eyes and remember asking his mom if having dinner at the new house would be ok. He never said it was definite because he knew he wanted to talk to Fiona about it first. "Fi it wasn't like that, I asked her what she thought of the idea. I was not inviting her; I wanted to talk to you first. By the sounds of it you don't like the idea. I'll call her and tell her its not happening." Michael started pulling out his phone as he was walking out of the room.
Fiona stopped him, "Michael wait, I didn't say I didn't want to have Easter dinner here I just wish you had said something to me first. Who knows it could be fun, plus then we won't have to go to your mom's and have to hear her complain about how she can't smoke in her own house."
"So you're saying dinner will be here? You know it won't be just Ma. Sam, Elsa, Jesse, Nate Ruth and Charlie will also be here." Michael walked over to the bed and sat down.
"I figured that Michael." Fiona thought for a moment. "Michael Easter is in a week, we don't have a table. Or anywhere for people to sit really. How are we going to do this?" Fiona was standing in front of Michael now.
Michael took Fiona's hands into his own, "Relax Fi, everything will be fine. We still have that credit for Furniture City; we'll go tomorrow and pick some stuff out. Hopefully this time you don't punch anyone." Michael smiled at Fiona.
Fiona lightly pushed Michael away, "Not funny Michael, you know I only punched that bitch out because she called me a cow." Fiona sat on Michaels lap and wrapped her arms around his neck while his went around her waist.
"Really Fi it had nothing to do with the fact that she gave me her phone number?" Michael asked jokingly.
"Shut up Michael; now let's get back to work. If we are going to be family a family dinner here we have a lot to do. First off we need to unpack, figure out what we will need to accommodate everyone, child proof the house for Charlie. Not to mention get food for the dinner, which you will be cooking." Fiona went to stand but Michael held onto her. "Michael seriously we have a lot to do."
Michael still held onto her and shook his head no. "Fi, we have a week. Sam will help with anything we need. I'll call Nate and find out what he would need done to make the house safe for Charlie. The food we can't buy till the end of the week anyway. We will be fine." Michael saw the doubtful look on Fiona's face. "In fact we are so fine that I'm gonna take a nap." Michael lay back on the bed taking Fiona with him; tightening his arms around her once he was comfortable. Also knowing that Fiona was never gonna let him nap now.
"Michael you can't be serious let me go and get your ass out of this bed. Go back to the kitchen and get those boxes unpacked." When he didn't let her go she looked back at his face. His eyes were closed but he had a huge smile on his face. She jammed her elbow into his ribs and he let her go with a groan. Fiona got off the bed.
Michael rolled onto his side holding his ribs that had just been assaulted," Damn Fi, you have boney elbows. Was that really necessary" Michael rolled out of the bed and was standing in front of Fiona.
"Yes Michael it was. I had just told you we had so much to do and you try and take a nap?" Fiona moved back over to the box she was unpacking earlier.
Michael moved to the door, "You know I was only kidding about the nap. We will have everything done in time don't worry Fi." Michael walked over to Fiona and bent his head to kiss the top of her head.
Fiona ducked out of the way, "Michael if you want to sleep in this bed tonight you better finish unpacking those boxes."
Michael moved away from her knowing the tone of her voice meant that she was serious. And since they didn't have a couch yet he knew he would be sleeping on the floor in another room if he didn't finish. "Ok I'm going, while your unpacking try and think about what kind of furniture you want for the rest of the house. Also a plan for dinner. We really don't have food in the house yet so something take out." With that Michael left the room. He went back to the kitchen to unpack as much as he could. After two hours he was done unpacking all the boxes in the kitchen. He had no idea where more then half the stuff came from but he unpacked it anyway. He was going to move onto the next room only there really were no other boxes to unpack. He realized that they were going to have to buy a lot of stuff to fill in the empty spaces in the house. He sat at the island in the kitchen with a bottle of water. He noticed that upstairs had become very quiet and he got up to make sure Fiona was ok. He grabbed a bottle of water for her in case she was thirsty. When he made it up to the bedroom he saw her lying on the bed sound asleep. He quietly walked to her side of the bed and put the water down. He was going to gently wake her when he remembered the last time he tried that, His eye was still a little bruised. He decided to just finish the unpacking for her that way it was done. As he was unpacking one of the boxes that had his clothes in it he saw her start to wake up. He moved to his side of the bed and sat down; she stretched out and rolled on her side to face him.
"Hey." she said sleepily. She moved closer to him.
"Hey, did you have a nice nap?" Michael asked as he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Yeah, I didn't mean to fell asleep, I just sat down for a minute then you were in here unpacking. Is the kitchen done?" Fiona sat up next to Michael.
"Yes Fi I finished in the kitchen. Where did all that stuff come from anyway? I've never seen half of it."
"Your mom she said she had a lot of extra stuff just laying around so she gave it to us." Fiona looked for a clock but it wasn't unpacked yet. "Michael what time is it?"
Michael looked at his watch, "Its 5:30, you getting hungry? I would ask if you thought about dinner but it looks like after I went downstairs you took your little nap." Michael smiled at her.
Fiona just glared at Michael, "I tell ya what Michael you have a seven month baby in your belly and we will see how you feel."
"Sorry Fi not equipped for it." Michael said and stood up immediately knowing something was going to get thrown at him. He was right but it was only the bottle of water he had placed net to her earlier. Michael was able to catch it easily. He decided to open the bottle and take a sip. That enraged Fiona even more and she threw a pillow at him. He was able to dodge that as well.
"You suck Michael." she rolled over on her other side, but stopped midway and grabbed her stomach and gasped. Michael was walking out of the room until he heard her gasp. He turned around and saw her holding her swollen stomach. He rushed to her side.
"Fi what's wrong? What can I do?" He sat next to her on the bed afraid to touch her, not know what he should do.
Fiona saw the look of concern on his face and almost laughed at him; instead she took his hand and put it on her belly. He was amazed at all the action taking place inside of her. It felt like the baby was kickboxing. Michael just looked at Fiona's face then her belly.
"Wow that's crazy. Does it hurt?" Michael moved his hand around her stomach.
"Honestly Michael usually it doesn't hurt but I think the baby may have broken a rib." Fiona gently touched the rib that was hit.
Michael also put his hand gently where Fiona's hand was and pushed a little to see if it was broken. He watched her face to make sure he didn't hurt her too much. After a moment he looked at Fiona, "It feels like it's cracked." Michael lent down low to the baby bump, "You're in big trouble when you come out." Michael sat up straight and noticed the look of amusement on Fiona's face. "If you like I can wrap your ribs for you so you're more comfortable."
"Thank you Michael." Fiona tried to sit up but it hurt too much.
Michael had gotten up to try and find something to wrap her ribs with. When he came back he helped Fiona stand and he wrapped her ribs and she was able to breathe easier. Fiona smiled at Michael when she was able to take a somewhat deep breath.
"So do I still suck?" Michael asked smiling at her.
"Can you carry a baby in your stomach?" Fiona replied.
Michael shook his head and replied, "Nope."
Fiona walked passed Michael and out of the room saying, "Then you still suck."
Michael followed her out of the room and down the stairs just in time to see Sam walking up to the door with bags in his hands. Michael opened the door for him and he came in.
"Hey guys I come bearing food. Figured you guys haven't been to the store yet and you gotta be getting hungry by now. It's just some salads and sandwiches from Carlito's." Sam brought the food into the kitchen and looked around to see all the boxes from earlier were gone. "Wow you guys have been busy, everything is unpacked already." Sam put the bags on the island.
Michael moved towards the bags to unpack them. "Let's just say I had some motivation to get everything unpacked." Michael unpacked the bags giving the right containers to the right person.
"Motivation, huh?" Sam asked as he took his food from Michael.
Fiona sat next to Michael, "Yes Sam motivation. I told Michael he wasn't sleeping in the bed unless the unpacking was done in here." Fiona looked to Michael, "You got it all done so yes you can sleep in the bed."
Sam looked at Mike and made a whipped motion, and quickly took a bite of his sandwich before Fiona turned her head to look at him.
"I saw that Sam, Michael is not whipped per say, he just knows the value of keeping me happy." Fiona looked at Michael who just smiled and nodded knowing better then to open his mouth. Right now he was safe, Fiona was going after Sam.
"Fine, fine, Mikey isn't whipped," Sam paused a moment to take a sip of his beer. "What's all this I'm hearing about you guys having Easter dinner? You don't exactly have furniture and Easter is a week away."
Michael put his sandwich down as Fiona shot him her I'm gonna kill you look. "Yes Sam we are having Easter dinner here. What I wanna know is how you know about it. I barely mentioned it to Ma and Fi and I decided earlier today that we would do it."
Sam swallowed another gulp of beer, "Mike have you met your Ma, she called me yesterday to see what I was bringing so she wouldn't bring the same thing."
Fiona back handed Michaels shoulder hard. "Michael you said that you only mentioned it to her as an idea. Now I find out that Sam knew before I did." Fiona turned her back towards Michael and kept eating her salad.
Michael rubbed his shoulder, "Fi I swear nothing was definite, and I only asked her what she thought of the idea of having Easter here since we have so much space." Michael knew immediately that that was the wrong thing to say.
"You're right Michael we do have a lot of space mainly because we have no furniture." Her voice got higher the more she spoke.
"Fi we went over this earlier, we will go shopping tomorrow so the furniture can be hear by the weekend. Sam and Jesse will help with what ever else needs to be done. Right Sam?"
Sam knew Michael was in trouble so he just nodded and agreed, "Oh yeah Mike what ever you guys need, I'll be here." Sam finished his food and got up to throw his container away and get a fresh beer out of the fridge.
"See Fi, everything will be fine, now finish your dinner you still have some unpacking to do since you decided to nap earlier." Michael took his last bite of his sandwich.
"Michael don't start with me, I was tired so I took a nap. Deal with it." Michael started to stand up to throw his empty carton away. "Your not gonna sit with me while I eat Michael?"
Michael threw out his container and went back to his chair, "Yes I'm going to sit with you I was just throwing away my carton." Michael sat and watched her eat. With Sam looking on from the other side of the island.
"Well this is all well and fun but if you guys don't need me for anything else tonight I'll be going back to Elsa's now." Sam picked up his keys.
"We're good for tonight Sam; I'll call you if we need you tomorrow." Michael waved goodbye to Sam as he walked out the door.
Michael leaned over to Fiona's plate and went to take a tomato; Fiona saw him making the move and was ready with her fork. As he grabbed it she stabbed at his hand. Since it was a plastic fork it didn't break the skin. "Damn Fi, it was just a tomato." Michael moved his hand away and rubbed it. "That's twice in one meal you managed to hurt me."
"Don't be such a baby Michael. The first time was a tap to the shoulder. And this," she pointed to his hand, "It was a plastic fork and I didn't do it that hard." Fiona took another bite of her salad.
"Well that tap was actually more than a tap, and too a sensitive area," He pointed to the spot where Jesse had shot him a couple years ago. "And yeah that may have been a plastic fork but you know even a plastic fork can do serious damage. Have you forgotten about what you did to that guy in Belfast?"
Fiona thought for a moment and smiled at the memory, "Oh yeah, that was rather easy to do. Your right Michael I shouldn't have hit your bad shoulder or stabbed you with a fork." Fiona apologized but she sounded more like a little kid just saying so she wouldn't get into trouble. Fiona finished her salad and went to throw away her carton when Michael took it from her and threw it away for her. "Thank you Michael, so what are we doing the rest of the night? It's only," she looked at his watch, "7:30?"
I dunno Fi. We could finish unpacking the bedroom and I don't think the bathroom has been touched yet. So if you like I'll unpack the bedroom and you can do the bathroom."
Fiona thought for a moment, "That could work but I'd rather unpack my own clothes that way I know where everything is." They both started up the stairs.
The rest of the night went along with no problems, as did most of the week. Michael and Fiona went furniture shopping back at City Furniture; the manager of course remembered them and made sure they got the best service possible. Along with an extra discount on top of the $1500 credit they already had. Delivery was set up for Friday. They went to Target for other smaller furnishings, and linens. They were able to pick up things for the baby like a crib and changing table which Sam helped Michael put together, even though Michael said he didn't need help. All in all it had been a good week.
Friday Fiona stayed home with Maddie waiting for the furniture to be delivered while Michael and Sam did the food shopping for Easter dinner since they would be the ones cooking it. While Fiona and Maddie were waiting they were sitting in the family room watching one of Maddie's soaps, when Fiona heard something outside the sliding glass door. At first she didn't think much of it until she saw someone running through the back yard. Fiona got up and went to the umbrella holder that sat by the door and pulled out her gun. Madeline got up to see what was going on.
"Fiona what is?" Madeline was standing behind Fiona now.
"I saw someone in the back yard." Just as Fiona was sliding the door open the perpetrator appeared at the door throwing it the rest of the way open. Fiona recognized her immediately. It was the sales girl from City Furniture that she punched out over a month ago.
The sales girl pushed Fiona back inside and had a knife in her hand. "Drop the gun cow."
Fiona tightened her grip on the gun at first but then felt the baby move in her stomach she knew she had to listen to her. She dropped the gun but in a way that if need be Madeline could pick it up. "What do you want?"
"What do I want let me see, you had me fired and arrested. I want revenge. It's that simple." Sales girl moved towards Fiona's stomach with the knife.
Fiona backed up a couple more steps. "Hey none of that would have happened if you didn't call me a fat cow. Plus you would have gotten away with over two thousand dollars, so this isn't my fault it's yours." Even though she was seven months pregnant Fiona knew if she had to she could still defend herself.
Sales girl took another step forward and swiped at Fiona's stomach, she broke the skin and Fiona was bleeding. That enraged both Fiona and Madeline. Fiona distracted the sales girl while Madeline picked up the gun. Fiona grabbed for the knife hand and was able to twist the knife away from the sales girl. Now it was more of an even fight. Fiona jabbed at her nose breaking it once again. When the blood started flowing freely Fiona said, "Oh you are not going to bleed all over my new carpet." and kicked her outside on to the deck. While Fiona followed her outside to make sure she didn't get away and get a few more punches and kicks in, Madeline called Michael.
Michael answered on the second ring, "Yeah Ma what's up is there a problem with the furniture?"
"Oh there's a problem Michael but not with the furniture there is a crazy woman here who called Fiona a cow and now Fiona is kicking her ass out on the deck. Fiona got cut Michael, that little bitch sliced her with a knife."
"We are five minutes away mom just try and keep Fiona from killing her." Michael ended the connection.
Madeline looked outside to see what was going on. Fiona was standing over the sales girl kicking the crap out of her. The sales girl was not moving. Madeline went outside to stop Fiona from killing her, "Fiona stop, she's out cold. She won't be going anywhere for a while." Madeline pulled Fiona away from her.
A couple of minutes later they heard the charger pull into the driveway. Michael and Sam came running through the house and out onto the deck to see what was going on. The sales girl was still out cold covered in blood, Madeline and Fiona sat in chairs Fiona with a towel on her stomach to stop the bleeding. Michael ran to Fiona to make sure she was ok while Sam checked on the sales girl.
Michael knelt down in front of Fiona, "Fi, you ok?" Michael slowly moved the towel away not sure what he was going to see. It was a small slice just above her belly button, stitches were not even needed.
"I'm fine Michael; she on the other hand will be needing a doctor. I'm pretty sure I broke her nose again. Most likely most of her ribs too." Fiona stood up slowly and Michael led her into the house to get cleaned up and changed, she had a lot of blood on her and Michael was hoping it was mostly the sales girls.
Sam called the cops and made the report with Madeline, the EMT's wanted to take Fiona in to get checked out but she refused. She said she would go see her doctor; Michael wouldn't have that though he went with her to the ER while Sam and Madeline waited for the furniture. Fiona ended up being fine just as she thought but Michael wanted to be sure.
When they got back home the furniture had been delivered and Sam was finishing setting up the new dining room table. Fiona couldn't believe how good everything looked. Even though she was exhausted she still walked around the whole house to see all the new furniture. Michael walked behind her the whole time so he can gage her reaction to all the furniture. When they got back downstairs to Sam and Madeline Fiona was dead tired. Michael saw it and so did Madeline.
"You look exhausted honey, why don't you go upstairs and take a nap." Madeline put her hand on Fiona's cheek.
"I was thinking about it but there is so much to do still. Gotta clean that bitches blood off the deck for starters, and then I wanted to help get things child proof for when Charlie is here on Sunday." Fiona leaned against Michael who was still behind her.
"Everything is done Fiona, take a look around? While Sam cleaned up the blood I did the baby proofing."
Fiona looked around she saw all the outlets were covered and the fireplace had a lock on it, the blood outside was gone. "Well maybe I will go take a nap."
Fiona said her goodbyes and made her way upstairs. Ten minutes later Michael walked into the room. "I'm fine Michael really; I just need a little sleep."
"Relax Fi I was just coming up to check on you I figured I'd take a nap too. Ma and Sam left." Michael striped down to his boxers and crawled into the bed beside Fiona. They took a long afternoon nap.
Sunday had come and the house was full of people. Nate and his family got there first, shortly followed by Sam, Madeline and Jesse. Things started off with an Easter egg hunt that was supposed to be for Charlie but since Fiona hid the eggs he couldn't find them and the adults were taking bets on who could find the most. Jesse won finding ten out of twenty four eggs. Charlie ran all over the house and up and down the stairs. He had a great time. Sam and Michael did the cooking and Nate and Jesse did the cleaning. Giving the ladies a day to sort of relax. They just had to entertain Charlie. Around eight o'clock everyone started leaving, Fiona was exhausted as was Michael. Michael noticed how tired Fiona looked sitting on the couch. He went and sat next to her putting his arm around her shoulders, she leaned into him.
"You look tired Fi, although I don't know why you really didn't do anything." Michael waited for the jab to his ribs but it never came. Fiona was sound asleep against him. He made sure she was comfortable before he made himself comfortable and fell asleep himself. It was a busy week for everyone.
Wow, that was fun to write, never wrote a fight scene before. Hit that blue button and tell me what you thought.
Two chapters in a week. Hopefully I can get another one out real soon.
