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Chance 13

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Esme

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Date Posted: 18:22:40 03/26/01 Mon
In reply to: Esme 's message, "Hi Everybody." on 18:05:12 03/26/01 Mon

Michael parked his car in the driveway. He shook Nikita�s shoulder gently to wake her up. he glanced at her openly, his eyes soaking in her beauty. He shook her gently again. He smiled as her blue eyes opened.

�Hey sleepyhead. We are home.� Michael said shutting off his car.

She yawned and stretched taking her time waking up. She glanced in the backseat where Birkoff, Carla and Chuck were sleeping soundly.

�Did we sleep the whole way?� She asked.

�Yes.� Michael said yawing.

�Oh, Michael I�m sorry. You should have woken me up.� She stated.

�Why? I�m fine, Nikita. This is nothing. Believe me when you have a four year old child and a six year old sister you develop a tolerance for being tired.� He said smiling

He got out of the car and stretched. Nikita blushed as she remembered his muscled upper body glistening wet...Cut it out Nikita she scolded herself.

She stepped out of the car and opened the back door to wake up her friends. She smiled as Birkoff swatted her hand away and cuddled closer to Carla. Michael shook Chucks shoulder and he woke up rubbing his eyes. He glanced at Michael and got out of the car.

Carla woke up as Nikita shook her awake. She smiled as her friend pointed at Birkoff who was nestled in her neck. She kissed his head and whispered in his ear waking him up. He yawned as he glanced at her and then at Nikita.

They both got out of the car. Carla kissed Birkoff goodbye tiredly and said goodnight to Michael and Chuck. Nikita smiled at Chuck, Birkoff, and Michael. They waved goodbye and went to Michael�s door.
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�Maman, I�m home.� Michael announced loudly.

Chuck and Birkoff saw two blurs about knee high run and launch themselves at Michael.

�DADDY!�

�MICHEL!�

Michael smiled as he picked up Adam and Monique. He kissed them and hugged them tightly. He smelled Adam�s hair and sighed. He missed his son very much.

�Hey mon deux enfants favori. Comment -allez- vous?� Michael asked .

Birkoff and Chuck were lost on the conversation that ensued in French. They watched in fascination as the children's faces were animated as they conversed in French rapidly. Michael would laugh and nod from time to time.

�Okay. Okay slow down. I�m having a hard time keeping up. Where�s Maman at?� He asked nodding for Chuck and Birkoff to follow him.

�She is in the kitchen. Cooking lasagna.� Adam said happily.

�Lasagna huh? I want you two to meet Chuck and Birkoff my friends. Guys this is my sister, Monique and my son, Adam.�

�Hello.� The two children said together.

�Hi.� Birkoff and Chuck said.

�Michel? C�est toi?� Madeleine asked from the kitchen.

�Oui. J�ai deux amis ici. Ils vont dormir ici. Pas problem?� Michael asked walking into the kitchen.

�It�s not a problem honey. Hi, I�m Michael�s mother, Madeleine Sand.� She said hugging the boys warmly. �Welcome to our home. Are you hungry?�

�Yes ma�am.� Birkoff said and Chuck nodded his head in agreement.

�Good. go wash up and dinner will be served. Adam, Monique why don�t you show Michael his surprise.� Madeleine said smiling.

�My surprise?� Michael asked confused. �I gotta see this Chuck, Birkoff the bathroom is the door to the right of the stairs.�

�Okay Michael.� They went off to the bathroom to wash up.
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Michael gasped as Monique and Adam turned on the light to the attic. It had been decorate and furnished. He looked around in awe.

It had a couch and a television at the far side of the room. It had a mini fridge there too. Next to the window there was a cello stand along with a music stand. There was a bathroom there as well as a stereo system. He looked up and there was a sky view glass.

He looked at his son and his sister. They were looking expectantly at him. He smiled at them and knelt down to be at eye level with them.

�When did you guys do this?� He asked.

�When you were at the beach silly.� Monique replied as if speaking to a child. �Maman thought it would be nice to have a place for only you and your friends where me and Adam or her could not go to. Do you like Michel?�

�I love it muppet.� He said softly his voice catching with emotion. these kids and his mother were three in three billion.

Michael smiled at her exuberance. He hugged her and Adam. He was so blessed to have a family who loved him enough to make him something like this. He sighed and closed his eyes thanking God for all the blessings he had in his life.

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Esme, thanks for posting this - I'm glad to have a chance to catch up on this sweet story:) (NT)	Britt	05:22:16 03/27/01 Tue

I've been enjoying this at the AU Board, sweetie. :-D Wonderful story! Very different perspective and idea than I've seen done before as a fanfic. :-D You're handling it with style and panache. {{{{{Esme}}}}} Keep up the good work! :-D (NT)	Sanlin	11:08:28 03/28/01 Wed