"He was, as President Dakota was assassinated by yours truly." Clint pointed the finger at himself. "Had to be done, because otherwise he'd have shown just how much fuckwittery he'd have been capable of. You don't know just how bad he hated the mutants, as I'm not sure Kurt told you, but I was part of the team, alongside Agnes Brolin, that saved him."

"I didn't know that." Hansel was surprised.

"I was." Clint removed his quiver. "And I forgot that I still had my quiver on my back. Got all the arrows in that I need, and you know, my arrows return to me after I've used them."

"That's a handy thing." Hansel was interested.

"I also have bits that can go on the arrowheads, which are of great help when I need them to... do you remember your childhood?" Clint wanted to know.

"It was okay, before black witches found out that our mother was a white witch and then we devoted our time to killing black witches, which cured Hansel's diabetes." I replied. "What about you?"

"I was raised in Upstate New York. My mother was a bank clerk, and my father was a scientist. When I was 3 years old, they adopted my older brother, Barney." Clint replied. "They then died, so Barney and I joined the circus, and it was there that I became skilled with a bow and arrow. My brother then became the villain known as Trickshot, and I've just become the lone Hawkeye because the woman that took that nickname just died."

"Okay." Hansel was absorbing the info.

"Could not be prevented, but hey, at least there is one Hawkeye alive, but there should be two. That's why I'd like to show you what I do and then have us team up. I mean, you look like me, speak like me, everything." Clint looked at Hansel.

"Once we've had our babies, you can teach us everything that you know." Hansel smiled.

Clint then stood up, and gave Hansel a hug. After that, he left, as his baby was telling him to go and eat a whole load of shortbread. Hansel, though, was hungry for pickles, which was good, as I filled one entire cupboard shelf with the things.

"He seems like a very nice guy." Hansel took a bite out of a pickle.

"He is, and you and him look so alike that I actually couldn't tell you apart." I giggled. "And he wants us to be watchmen with him."

"We'll have to talk to Kathy about that, which reminds me, as she's coming over tomorrow evening to pick up that DVD that we borrowed." Hansel looked at me.

"What DVD was that?" I forgot.

"The one about animals and their babies." Hansel replied.

"Oh, okay." I remembered.

After a half-hour pickle-fest, Hansel decided to go to sleep. I helped him walk upstairs, and we headed to bed. We were all smiles, knowing that we'd met Hawkeye, and that Kurt was going to ensure that their babies were safe. Hansel nodded off first, and I got some photos of him sleeping, which were ultra-adorable, and made my heart melt with love. He smiled in some of them, as he knew what I was doing. He then rolled over, and I put one arm on his shoulder, and the other on his stomach.

The next morning, we didn't wake up early. It was a rainy day, and the weatherman was predicting thunderstorms, which, sure enough, happened. At 2pm, Kathy came over.

"How have things been since last week?" Kathy asked us after coming in.

"Baby is one week closer to being born, and us mere immortals are enjoying this beautiful weather." Hansel joked. "Stormy as fuck, and we are immortal now."

"So is Hawkeye, as he got the injection this morning. It's been all over the news, as Nightcrawler has officially saved your baby's life." Kathy replied.

Hansel's eyes opened wide.

"Are you serious?" Hansel shed a tear of happiness.

"I would be lying if I said I wasn't." Kathy smiled. "And you can keep that DVD, as I had a copy which I didn't know about. I also know about what Hawkeye asked of you, and it's perfectly okay, though I had no idea that you and he looked alike."

"Who told you about that?" I wanted to know.

"Kurt did, as he swung by my office this morning." Kathy replied. "He saved your baby's life last night. He knew that Hawkeye was going to suggest it to you."

"Okay." Hansel wasn't surprised.

Kathy then turned and left, as she had a few errands to run. Hansel turned the tv on, and sure enough, the news was on, and it was about what Kurt had done for us. Of course, there were the critics, saying that we were Satan's children and that we would be going to hell, but we stuck the finger up at them, as if to say "we don't give a fuck", as they had no idea just what stuff we had seen, and what we had seen could rightly be called hell. After the news, came a reality tv show. Hansel immediately turned the tv off, as reality tv shows were nothing but car-crash tv and the only things we watched aside from the news were music documentaries and films, aswell as documentaries about the supernatural world.

"Do you think these tv companies will actually do something worthwhile and put something good on once in a while?" Hansel fetched a jar of pickles.

"I sure hope so. How long have we been here now? 19 weeks?" I was trying to get dates right.

"Something like that." Hansel felt the baby move. "Baby's moving."

"Is it?" I rushed over.

"Still a flutter, but it's definitely moving." Hansel smiled.

I put my hand on Hansel's stomach, and gave him a sisterly kiss on the cheek. He smiled, and I then ran off and grabbed the camera, as I had to take some more photos. I didn't tell Hansel, but at some point during the week, we'd be having professional photos taken.

"I wonder what I'm going to have." Hansel smiled whilst posing for the camera.

"What do you mean by that?" I pretended to be confused.

"Will I have a girl or a boy?" Hansel was eager to know my prediction.

"I think it'll be a girl." I replied. "But be warned, though, as my shark week is about to come up, and if you have a girl, that'll be one week every month."

"Huh?" Hansel blushed.

"Our mother would say that for one week every month, she would have mood swings and cramps that were bad." I explained. "And she also told me that all girls had it, and that they may be painful and embarrassing, but it's normal. She also told me that she called hers Florence's Homecoming."

"I don't remember that." Hansel blushed.

"That's because she only told me, as you and Hawkeye are the only men here, who were born male, and who are not intersex, to get pregnant." I replied.

"In that case, wouldn't we be getting Florence's Homecoming?" Hansel was a little confused.

I doubled over with laughter. On saying that, so did Hansel.

"No, you numpty." I laughed.

"I cannot believe that just happened, and especially after you telling me that it was a female thing." Hansel laughed.

"But hey, all women who have them wish in their hearts that men did." I stood up. "Me included."

"I would not be surprised." Hansel took the last bite of the last pickle in the jar.

"And I also wished that men would get pregnant, and now I have a pregnant brother and a pregnant soon-to-be neighbour who looks like my pregnant brother, I can finally say that my wish has been granted." I smiled.

Hansel smiled, as he loved being pregnant. He didn't care about how it began, and he made a note in his diary to tell his child about their mother and why she would not be on the scene, as he wanted his child to know that the world is not all cookies and milk, and that not everyone would be nice.

"And what if I have a boy?" Hansel then asked.

"You'd have one thing to worry about." I replied.

"What is that?" Hansel pretended to not know.

"With a boy, you have one thing to worry about." I replied.

"Oh, right." Hansel realised just what I was on about.

"Yeah." I let out a slight giggle.