Perfect Assassins

Michael:

"And I you." I said cupping her face with one hand, while the other stayed wrapped around her.

"We'll be lucky to survive the next ten minutes," Lexi replied, happily.

Will
I was outside, at the shooting range a little ways from the house. I had my new Shotgun with me and i was testing it out

Krissy:

I hesitated before asking, “What did Marie have you do?” My voice was small. I paused playing with his hair while I awaited his answer.

Kyle:

“Mmhmm.” I said just as I pulled up to a stop light. I leaned over, putting my hand at the back of her head and kissed passionately.

Michael:

"Kill, protect her, she even tried to get me to date someone but I refused." I said softly.

Krissy:

“Did she hurt you? Or try to brainwash you?” I asked worriedly. Lexi had said he couldn’t be trusted, that he would come back to kill us. I knew it wasn’t true, but if anyone could fake this, it would have been him.

Michael:

"If I was I wouldn't tell you. But to my memory I was never brainwashed." I said softly tracing her cheek.

Krissy:

“I trust you.” I murmured. I leaned down to rest my head on his shoulder. I felt warm, like it had been the dead of winter and now it was suddenly summer.

I traced her familiar shape, my hands exploring and massaging everything.

I trailed a finger along his jaw. “How can you be so beautiful?” I asked, smiling absently.

Michael:

I chuckled. "I think the term is handsome but thank you. And you are so amazingly breathtaking."

Krissy:

I grinned. “No, you’re handsome too, but you’re beautiful like a marble sculpture.. Like the Statue of David.” I said adoringly.

I chuckled softly and kissed her softly, but passionately.

Krissy:

I giggled as I kissed him back sliding my hand slowly down his chest, trying to avoid touching any hurt spots.

I deepened the kiss, unable to get enough of her.

Lexi kissed him back until the car behind them honked. Apparently the light has turned green. She pulled away, smirking.

Krissy:

“God, I love you.” I murmured, keeping my lips touching his, my chest against his, my hands gliding over his shoulders.

Kyle:

I grinned and turned onto the long stretch of empty road before flooring it. The house was only five minutes away with the way I was driving.

Michael:

I chuckled softly and held her against me. "I'm a bit sore...but it hardly seems fair that you get to see me shirtless and I dont..." I trailed off into the kiss.

Krissy:

I laughed softly but got a little bit more still. I doubted he would be able to see a change in my body, I couldn’t, but then he had been away from me.. What if he could notice subtle changes? I didn’t want to take my shirt off just incase.. “It’s kind of cold..” I said softly pulling away just a couple inches. It wasn’t actually that cold even though Kyle had the air conditioner blasting. And the goose bumps on my skin were coming from him and not the temperature...

Michael:

I raised an eyebrow. "Sweetie, Marie already told me." I said softly moving around quickly to pin her on the bed. I leaned down and lifted her shirt a bit to kiss her stomach softly. "We might have to discuss names at some point."

Krissy:

I looked sideways at the wall and got very still and quiet. Well that explained how Jack knew. I wasn’t sure how I felt about this, I had wanted to wait to tell him until after I had decided what to do… Now I was lost.

Michael:

I moved up to look into her eyes. "Your the mother, if you want to carry it then I will support you. If you dont want it, then I will support you. Either way, its your choice what happens. I will support you and love you no matter what Krissy."

Krissy:

My eyes got watery despite myself. “But you want to keep it?” I asked in a whisper, searching his eyes.

Michael:

"Too be honest. The thought of a little me is terrifying. I have no idea if I want it or not." I said touching her cheek. "Jack could tell by looking at you that you were pregnant. He was the one who confirmed it for me."

Krissy:

I chewed on my lip and looked away from him. I closed my eyes and put my hand over his. “I don’t know what to do..” I admitted quietly.