AN: This story stemmed from the thought of a what if I had. What if the Dragonborn was able to live a normal life after all his (or her) adventuring? I always thought that my Dragonborn at least wouldn't be the most ideal father but would do his best to try. Anyways, let's get started on this story.


"A...father?" The Dragonborn had asked with a hand scratching the back of his head.

"Yes of course, you do know what we did that night in the Eldergleam? You were very much awake then, you were so neverous about my fangs accidentally-" The towering Redguard cleared his throat preventing her from finishing that sentence.

"I'm very much aware of that. It's just, I'm not fit to be a father Serana." His statement caused the vampire to raise a brow, he could tell that sentence had put her off very much.

"Not fit to be a father? By the Nine, you're the Dragonborn! You have so much to teach our child, you can protect us, and so much for them. So saying that is load of skeever shit." Hearing Serana swear cut deep, it was very rare when she used obscenities and when she did, she knew when to use it.

"What if...what if I can't be there? What if another threat arises? Or if I die one day?"

"That's why you make the most of what little time you have. And if that is the case, I'm perfectly fine with raising our little thrall on my own." She gave a sly chuckle after that, but the Dragonborn didn't find the same humor in her remark.

"And that's another thing, if you're a vampire, what does this mean for our...child?" Being a member of the devoted Dawnguard this was something that immediately crossed his mind. Asides from the thought of him being a father in general. In his mind he thought of the child coming out a deformed demon child.

"I've seen vampire offspring, they're just like normal children but vampires. Sometimes a child could come out human, thought it's usually very rare to happen. There's a good chance our child may come out a vampire, but he shouldn't have to worry about the sun since he's part human."

"I'm hoping they doesn't end up like me. Or too much like you, they're already a vampire for Meridia's sake." She laughed in response at his quiet rant, it was strange how such a strong and usually stoic man could be so unintentionally cute. After a small period of silence, he opened his mouth to speak. "Serana...I'll be there to care for our child."

A faint smile formed on her lips, she was genuinely happy. Before the two had met it was rather rare for her to be, but as time progress smiles were becoming more and more of a common sight. Her smile was almost intoxicating to him, it sent pure ecstasy coursing through his veins. He could only imagine the smile on her face when she finally decides to marry him. But they'll cross that road when they get there, first was the child.


Age: 10

"Umm...sir." A boy no older than nine ten hesitantly muttered.

The large silhouette sitting in the darkness of the room slowly arose. The shadow figure was large, the height of a monster in his scariest of nightmares. Except this time the nightmare was happening in real time, the shadow stood still and hadn't faced him.

"Boy..." It came out as a lowly growl. "Your mother, she assigned me with the task of bonding with you."

With the simple snap of his fingers the fireplace went a ablaze. The scarred armor made of dragon bone illuminated in the room, the dragon scale helmet had large horns that could gore someone like a bull. As the hulking beast turned, the boy couldn't help but shake in his boots.

"Come, you will accompany me to Jorrvaskr since you are now of age. From this point forward, you will become a man. Are we clear?" Each word felt like a strong punch to the gut, his cold and booming voice could've made simple compliments sound threatening. Unknowingly the young boy had spaced out and completely forgot that his Titan of a father was standing before him. "Are. We. Clear?" Each word was said slowly so that they sunk in deep.

"Y-yes sir!" He quickly responded.

The figure slowly walked over towards him, his dragon bone boots practically shook the whole house. Then the unexpected happened, the feeling of warm leather found it's way on his scalp. His hair began to move along with it, the boy's eyes widened when he realized that his father was rubbing his head. It was awkward, this Must be what it's like when he shows emotion. To be honest he perfered the menacing man covered in dead dragons.

"Get ready, we leave in five." His father had stated as he made his way upstairs.

When the boy was ready, he joined his father outside the house. The house once was a small home that was occasionally used by his father. But when his mother was pregnant with him, his father worked day and night adding new additions to the home.

"We best be off now, I want us to get in there before it gets rowdy."

The walk to Jorrvaskr was quiet, his father didn't have much to say nor did he. He learnt to keep his questions to himself a long time ago, it was safe to say that the boy was afraid of his father. When they arrived at Jorrvaskr, they were met with the warm greetings of the Companions. The men and Ria pulled the Dragonborn away from his son, leaving Aela and the boy to themselves.

"Aren't you going to give your aunt a hug?" Aela had pulled the boy into a tight embrace, so tight that he was gasping for air within a few seconds.

"Auntie Aela...please let me down."

The boy was dropped on the ground and made a loud thud. He rubbed his backside and shot an angry glare at his aunt.

"So how have you been kiddo?" She asked.

"Fine I suppose, mother wanted me and father to bond today. But this is nothing she had in mind."

"Of course, your mother hates good times." How could he have forgotten? Aela and Serana both had it out for each other. Aela once held a special place in his father's heart. But due to something his father wouldn't speak of they split.

"Does father love me?" He asked no louder than a whisper.

"Yes he does, just in his own little way." He felt a little at ease with what was said, but then frown formed.

"He doesn't even know my first name."

"Marius...you know that's not true."

"I don't think he even likes me, all he does is orders me around like I'm some soldier." Marius took a seat in a chair, he pulled his knees up to his chest. "He's more like a monster than a dad, he scares the crap out of me."

Aela nodded and cupped her chin, she stayed quiet for a few moments and leaned forward into his ear.

"Stay here sweetheart, I'll be back soon." She then walked towards the stairs and into the lower levels of Jorrvaskr.

He sat there for what felt like hours, which it was. The bright afternoon sun had receded over the horizon casting orange-purplish glow a setting sun makes. Soon the sun fully set and the bright white moon took it's place in the sky. Marius still sat in his chair, though he was getting rather impatient from waiting he still did as he were told.

"Boy...over here." His father called out to him.

Marius ran over to his father and followed him outside of Jorrvaskr. The giant took a seat at the top of the steps leading towards the companions hideout.

"Sit with me child." His cold voice ordered.

Marius hesitantly took a seat by his giant father.

"No...on...on my lap child." He pat his dragon bone covered lap, the boy straddled the man's upper leg as ordered.

The two looked at the full moon, quiet as the night itself, the closest they'd ever been since the Dragonborn returned.

"You...you are my son, the most important thing I have in all of Tamriel." Marius' eyes widened at what he said.

"Really father?"

He nodded in response.

"My child, the reason I treat you the way I do, is because I want you to be strong. Stronger than me when you get older."

"But that's impossible! Everyone says you're the strongest in all of Nirn. I'm no Dragonborn as far as I know."

The Dragonborn chuckled, he'd only seen his father laugh a few times. One of those times being when he accidently shot an arrow through a window and had accidentally destroyed one of Serana's prized paintings.

"You are no Dragonborn? When you were born, you came into this world with not a whimper. But a mighty roar, fiercer than any dragon or myself, you're a Dragonborn through and through. One day, I will teach you how to shout."

His eyes lit up like two bright fireballs.

"When can we start?!" His tone was covered in excitement.

"Hold your horses, we still have swordplay, hunting, horseback riding, magic, and even fishing to go over before I teach you shouting."

"Why would I learn how to fish? Can't I just shout into the water?"

"Clever thinking...but that would not suffice. Fishing is actually supposed to teach you something else."

The boy let out a deep sigh, then looked back up at his father.

"So do I actually have to fish?"

"Of course child, there's plenty of life lessons to learn from the end of a fishing rod. Unless you want to go spear fishing, which is a life lesson in and of itself."

"Did you ever take mother fishing?" The child asked.

He cupped his chin and went into deep thought.

"Me and your mother did a whole lot of things. I can recall a time where me and her went fishing in far north Winterhold"

Marius raised a brow, going over the last part of that sentence over and over.

"But...there are little to no fish in there. How could you fish there?"

"I was really lucky, that's how I got your mother to marry me. I was drunk as all oblivion when I proposed and so was she. Before she wouldn't step within eyesight of a temple. But a mammoth's worth of alto had her say other wise."

"So you got mama drunk so she'd say yes?"

The Dragonborn's eyes widened in surprise.

"No no no! I planned on proposing the next day, but your mother coerced me into drinking. And I ended up doing so prematurely."

"Speaking of mother, that weird man said that you and her killed gran-"

"There's my two favorite boys." A disembodied voice came from seemingly nowhere. Suddenly, a swarm of bats flew around in a circle until a shadowy mist formed a figure.

"Mama!" Marius hopped off the Dragonborn's lap and quickly attached himself to Serana's leg.

"I believe I told you to take him to a place you could bond. Not introduce him to the local house of ill repute." He smiled at his spouse's greeting, which he was all too accustomed to.

"Well, I'm happy to see you too my love. I assume your vacation was enjoyable."

"Of course, because crushing the small pockets of remaining Volkihar is how I'd love to spend a vacation. Maybe you should bring us along, a vampire hunting family vacation. How does that sound Marius?"

"Yeah! I wanna hunt vampires!"

Serana scoffed at the mere thought of them joining her. The chaos that would ensue if one for them was just one of them accompanied her. The pure destruction that would follow if they both followed. She cringed at the thought.

"Both of you, back home now!"