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Aidan Turner (fluff)

Please ask for an imagine im running out of ideas!

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"Mummy, are we there yet?" Spencer asked.

"No, Spence. Not yet." A minute later another call came from behind you.

"Daddy, are we there yet?" Dean asked, pulling at his father's hair.

"No, not yet," Aidan said from your right. Again another voice asked you.

"Mama, are we there yet?" it was Nathan.

"Not yet, Nate." Finally the last voice asked, as you expected.

"Daddy? Are we there yet?" Kayla whispered from the very back of the car.

"No, darlin', not yet." Twenty minutes later all you could hear was the wiggles blasting behind you because Kayla couldn't hear from the back. You finally let out a frustrated sigh and jammed your ears shut with headphones, blasting anything but kids music. Aidan turned to look at you and smiled. He grabbed your hand over the center console and held it, his thumb running over your skin softly.

Finally you reach there, managing for the one twelve year old, one nine year old, the five year old, and the three year old to not ask you if you were there yet again. As Aidan pulls the gear into park you jump out of the car, pulling the bags, and then the kids out of the back seat. They stand in an orderly fashion, the Dean holding his little brother, Nate's hand and Spence and Kayla holding hands.

"Ready?" You ask quietly. They shrug, all at the same time.

"You four are the greatest," you smile, as you stride out into open air. Aidan takes your hand and herds the kids along as hundreds of camera flashes go off. People are shoving mics into your face along with Aidan's and suddenly you hear a wailing shout behind you. Spencer and Kayla are wiggling between two people, who are attempting to help them while one woman behind them tries to take them away. You were about to march up and punch the lady when Aidan whipped into action. He dove forwards, first to get to the kids and then to get at the woman.

When Spencer and Kayla were safely surrounded by you and their older brothers, he turned to the lady. She was trying get away, but one of the pap was holding her back.

"Don't let them provoke you, Aidan!" you called hopelessly after him. They wanted to get juice, Aidan wasn't going to let that happen. He looked down at the woman, his brown eyes had grown cold.

"Why the hell were you taking my kids away from me?" he asked, his voice was quiet but menacing. The blonde didn't answer.

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU WANT FROM THEM?" He shrieked, grabbing the front of her shirt.

"I can get you arrested for that. Just know that I'm letting you go this time, but if you ever... ever try to touch my family again, you will regret it." With the last word he turned on his heel and walked over to you and the kids. He kneeled down in front of Spencer and Kayla and made sure they were okay. He looked up at you and made sure you were okay, then he turned back to the woman, gave her one long and cold stare, and marched off, his hand in yours and your hand hovering over the kids in front of you.

The next morning you'd nearly forgotten about what happened the day before. Aidan had gotten you an all inclusive stay at a five star hotel. The kids ate all they could eat at the buffet in the morning, chicken fingers and fries on the beach for lunch, and a nice fancy dinner with all six of you for dinner.

You were lying in a beach chair, trying to cover all of your dark skin under sunscreen.

"Darlin, you look fine," Aidan laughed from the chair next to you.

"I am not burning like I did last time!" you exclaim, cursing in Hindi when you spilled a drink on you.

"(Y/N), take a break. Just relax." You do, lying back on the beach chair and closing your eyes. Your hand is held in Aiden's, but suddenly a very wet, two foot body lands in your lap.

"MUMMY! DEAN'S TRYING TO DROWN ME!" she screamed. You open your eyes and Aidan looks at you.

"So much for relaxing," he smiles, putting his feet in the sand and picking up Kayla. She clings onto him and whispers something in his ear. He looks at you and smiles, saying,"Yeah, she does." before walking away.

When he comes back he sits next to you, orders a champagne from the waitress who smiles and walks away, and turns to you.

"Do you want to know what happened yesterday?"

"A girl tried to kidnap my babies," you pout, your eyes staying trained on your kids, who were collectively digging a hole.

"I knew here. You probably knew her too." Kayla and Spencer were kids you'd adopted from Ireland. Their mother was always mistreating them and not feeding them, so when you went to go help out at the adoption home for a little bit, seeing as you were from the same adoption home, you instantly fell in love with them.

"She was their mother." Aidan nodded.

"She was." The conversation ended when Dean and Spencer ran up, flinging themselves, well Spencer flinging himself at you. Dean sat down in the sand, just inside the shade of the umbrella.

"IM HUNGRY DADDY!" Spencer shouted, pulling your hair. You smile and as the waitress comes back again you order their lunches, holding Spencer close to you. Kayla and Nate come and pile on their dad and you smile. It was your disoriented awkward family. Four of which were adopted. You, Dean, Spence, and Kayla.

That night you were lying in bed next to Aidan, three little lumps all around the bed, even though there was a separate room.

"You know what Kayla said earlier?"

"No."

"She said you looked pretty... well pretty as a princess in Kayla terms." You smile and kiss him. Kayla's head is rested just above the covers on your stomach and you kiss her on the head too.

"Goodnight," you say. You were answered with snoring and quiet breathing. From the room adjacent to yours you hear Dean quietly call back, "Goodnight, Mama."

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