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Title: Kiss
Summary: Michael silently marveled at the power of a kiss.
Genre: Humor/Family
Pairing: Michael/Fiona
Word Count: 218
Disclaimer: Not mine!
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22) Kiss
The first kiss Michael Westen ever had was in the sixth grade. She was an older woman, an eighth grader, and for weeks he bragged to all of his friends about it.
The first kiss that ever truly meant something to him happened in Ireland. He and Fiona Glenanne were running from a gang that had trapped Fiona in an alley in Belfast, after Michael took out the leader of the gang to save Fiona. They lost the sons of bitches a few blocks away, and for a while, they hid in another dark alley. It was there that Fiona kissed him, and he knew he'd never be the same again.
When they were reunited in the States, he realized that her kiss had the same effect on him that it had in Ireland. And shortly after his arrival in Miami, he knew he could never be with another woman.
Seven years after he was burned, and a year after his burn notice was officially removed, his first child was placed in his arms. She was bright red and screaming at the top of her lungs, and without thinking, Michael pressed his lips to her tiny forehead.
His little girl quickly quieted down and settled in his arms, and Michael silently marveled at the power of a kiss.
The End.
A/N: Aww, Daddy Michael! The next oneshot will have a character death, but it won't be Michael or Fiona. Thanks for reading, and please review!