Title: I Never Would Have

Rating: K+

Genre: Family, angst, little romance

Characters: Tasha POV, mentions of pretty much everyone

Pairing(s): centers around Tasha/Donald, but it's not really applicable.

Summary: I never would have married you if I knew who you were. (But it doesn't matter now, does it?)

Warnings: None, really. Pretty angsty

Notes: I had an existential crisis. I tried working through writer's block. Then I read a prompt somewhere (I forgot where, sorry) that was: "I never would have married you if I'd known _". And I figured it fit Tasha and Donald. So here, have a short little drabble/one-shot thing.

I never would have married you if I knew who you were.

I never would have married you if I knew that you had secret children.

I never would have married you if I knew that you had secret bionic children.

I never would have married you if I knew that you had secret bionic children that weren't even you own kids.

I never would have married you if I knew that you had a crazy brother who would become intent on killing us all.

I never would have married you if I knew that you would put my own child in danger.

I never would have married you if I knew that you would lose everything you—we—had over a petty squabble with your crazy brother.

I never would have married you if I knew that you had a best friend that was a computer who would grow to hate me.

I never would have married you if I knew that you would get your (crazy) brother to come live with us.

I never would have married you if I knew that you would get a new madman to come after us.

I never would have married you if I knew that you would endanger our fragile family and have the government almost tear us apart.

I never would have married you if I knew that you would almost die, let me think you would die, leave me heartbroken.

I never would have married you if I knew that you would fix the situation but also literally distance my child—children—from me.

I never would have married you if I knew that you would bring these amazing children close to me only to then tear them away and leave me with your annoying computer friend.

I never would have married you if I knew that you would get me to fall in love with you even more, somehow, and allow me to forgive you.

I never would have accepted that ring if I had known.

But I didn't know who you were.

So here we are, and I still love you and the five—six, technically, if we are to count the lost one we recently found—children we have.

I wonder why.

I never would have gone down this path if I had known.

But I didn't, and it doesn't matter. Because I'm still here anyway.

Hmm. I don't know. I'm pretty tired and very sick, so I'm not sure this is very coherent. It was more of me trying to smash through the writer's block wall.

(Also, yes, I know it's Christmas/Hanukkah. Merry/Happy all that stuff.)

Anyway, reviews would be appreciated. Hope you enjoyed!