Bornbored: A note to readers, Kurt and Wanda having a daughter together (nocturne) is infact comic-canon, this is just my way of interpreting it through the new series in conjunction with my first kurt/wanda fic, 'More than a sea apart'. Reviews are always appreciated!
I own nothing but my imagination, laptop and coffee.
The symptoms had begun to emerge weeks before Wanda ever suspected that she might be pregnant. Once the thought occurred to her, she realized she should've expected something like this to happen; with the X-men making more visits to a Genosha free of Magneto and his oppressive regime, she and Kurt had found many an intimate time to spend together.
She fondly remembered their nights together; some sweet, emotional and sentimental, some heated, fervent and sublime. She had been head over heels for the blue X-man since the night she visited him at the Institute, their first time together. Kurt reciprocated her affections eagerly; while in Genosha he finished his work with remarkable speed, all to free more time to spend with her.
Still, their relationship was a tricky one. Both had incredibly demanding responsibilities; Wanda, being the new leader of the mutants' island colony, had a menagerie of new problems to deal with. Kurt had his share as well, with the X-Men's new barrage against the fruition of the future Age of Apocalypse as well as forging a tentative alliance with Genosha. Sometimes whole months would pass before they could see each other. Hologram transmissions were sent whenever the time was available, but that was increasingly scarce lately.
Wanda drummed her fingers nervously against the metallic throne she was seated on. Lorna had suggested she be visited by a doctor, who had recently moved to the island along with his mutant wife. When Wanda had first learned of the two and how Magneto had kept them both at bay because the doctor was human, she welcomed the couple immediately. There was no excuse, she had decided, to separate a mutant family-even if one of the members was human. Doctor Hartho had worked twice as hard to earn acceptance among the mutants of Genosha, and was known throughout the island to be a sympathetic and generous man.
She crossed and uncrossed her boot-encased legs anxiously, and readjusted her scarlet crown far more than was necessary. After what seemed like ages, her teen-aged sister arrived in the massive throne room, followed by a tall man with thin glasses and pale hair
"Sorry we're late, Wanda," Lorna offered as her elder sister stood to receive them,
"You wouldn't believe how many patients he had this morning."
"Thomas," Wanda smiled gratefully and extended her hand to the man, just a few years older than herself.
"Ms. Wanda," he returned her smile and shook her hand gently, "How can I help you?"
Wanda lost her confidence for a moment, and found herself staring at the floor as her hand came to rest on her stomach.
"Well, I just…I wanted you to tell me whether I'm-I'm," she grew frustrated with herself as she felt heat creep along her face,
"Pregnant?" Dr. Hartho smiled kindly and she slowly nodded, her sister taking her hand.
"I see," he placed his fist beneath his chin in a thoughtful way,
" Well, are you sure you wouldn't like to accompany me back to the hospital? It might be difficult for me to determine anything without the use of a sonogram machine, after all-"
"No," Wanda said quickly, "The last thing the citizens need to see is their new leader in the hospital; I don't want to cause a panic. I'd rather this be kept private, doctor."
Lorna gave a small sigh, but smiled at her sister just the same before looking to Hartho and asking,
"Is it alright if you just perform the examination here at the palace?"
"I suppose, but I'll need a few things from my office,"
"Blink," Wanda called, answered with a pink dome of light from which her teleporter emerged,
"Please retrieve whatever Dr. Hartho needs from the hospital…I'll be in my room when you return."
Blink nodded and disappeared in the same eerie light, while Lorna offered for the doctor to follow them.
"I'd rather stay here until she returns," he said, nodding towards where Blink had stood moments before,
"Besides, Ms. Wanda you should change into more comfortable clothes. I'll be in shortly."
The two women nodded and headed to Wanda's room. Lorna slid her arm about her older sister's shoulders,
"Try to keep calm, Wanda, it'll be okay."
Wanda smiled weakly and really did try to calm down, but she couldn't silence her worried mind; constantly telling her how bad this timing was.
When they arrived in her sprawling suite, she took the doctor's advice and changed out of her regal and alluring scarlet attire, and donned what she would normally only wear as pajamas; a red tank top and snug black boy-shorts. Lorna was sitting on the edge of her bed when Wanda finished and joined her there, lying back onto the large, soft pillows. Lorna reached over and stroked her hair comfortingly, and Wanda thanked her with a small smile.
She had seen her young half-sister grow so much in a year, without the stifling presence of their father, she was constantly striving to be useful to Wanda and the rest of Genosha. Her magnetic powers had sharpened significantly, and sometimes during their visits the X-men had even offered to take her along on a mission or two, but she had politely refused each time so far. Wanda secretly suspected she was the cause of this; but as she did worry about Lorna's safety, she would never question it.
Blink teleported into the room with Doctor Hartho alongside her. He now held a black medical bag by his side, which he set onto the edge of the bed as he reached them.
"Well, then," he said briskly as he retrieved a plastic thermometer from the bag, "I'll just need to take your temperature first,"
He fluidly slipped a clear protective film over it before handing it to Wanda. She placed it into her mouth and watched as the doctor gently pulled up the end of her tank-top until it rested just above her nimble waist. He studied her lean abdomen critically for a moment before the thermometer sounded a small, shrill beeping. Wanda retrieved it from between her lips and handed it to the doctor, who took at the tiny display screen. He raised his eyebrows slightly,
"Your temperature is a bit elevated," he muttered, and then patted her shoulder gently as he replaced the small device into the bag,
"Try to relax, please, it will make this next part much easier."
Wanda gulped and Lorna's arm wrapped about her shoulder protectively as they watched the doctor before them. He looked again to her abdomen, placing his hands firmly against the skin below her navel. With concentration he flattened his palm and pressed hard against her, as if trying to reach within her skin.
She made an uncomfortable noise but tried to remain still as he continued, kneading his hands against her tactfully. His face suddenly shifted, his eyebrows rose and he smiled.
"Congratulations," he offered as he lifted his hands and tugged her shirt back over her stomach,
"You're indeed pregnant. Nearly four weeks, if I had to guess right now."
"Oh, Wanda!" Lorna cried excitedly as she flung her arms about her sister, "A baby! I'm gonna be an aunt!"
Everyone in the room was smiling besides Wanda herself, even as she hugged Lorna back and leaned her head onto her shoulder. She noticed out of the corner of her eyes Blink wore a look of immense happiness, a look Wanda had never before seen across the teleporter's usually passive face. After a few moments a smile curled at the edge of her own lips, and she felt a small spark of happiness emerge cautiously within her. She thanked the doctor, who congratulated her again and offered his assistance with anything she needed. Blink teleported him back to the hospital and once they were gone Wanda fell back against the bed limply.
"Are you okay?" Lorna couldn't hide the excitement in her voice despite her effort to sound concerned.
"Fine, I'm just…grateful that I know for sure."
"You don't seem excited, what's wrong? I mean, it's Kurt's, right? Shouldn't you be happy?"
"That's exactly the problem…" Wanda muttered worriedly as she glanced out one of the large windows facing the sea.
"I don't understand," Lorna's voice finally deflated as she looked curiously at her sister,
"You love Kurt, don't you?"
Wanda nodded solemnly, "Yes, it's just that…I don't know how I'm going to tell him about this. I mean, lately the X-men have been so busy, how can I expect him to want to be involved, with so long left to go at that?" she placed her hand upon her stomach,
"I haven't even seen him since our last night together, a month or so ago. It'd be best if he just…doesn't find out about all this."
"No, Wanda that wouldn't be fair to him!" Lorna pleaded, "You always try to take responsibility for everything on your own, but don't do it this time,"
The green-haired mutant looked into her older sister's eyes determinedly,
"It's not like this is your fault-it's his child too."
Wanda turned away from her and heaved a sigh. She rose from the bed and approached the full-length mirror resting on gilded legs just next to the doorway. She turned to the side and examined her profile, her hands on her flat stomach.
"I'm not even showing…there's no reason to worry about it now, and no need to tell him just yet."
Lorna frowned as she watched her sister; they were so different it she found it hard to believe they were related at all.