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Four Months Later

Charles stared at his granddaughter, as she sat at his bay window, with her hand on her stomach, "What are you thinking about?"

"Will I get my abilities back, or are they always going to be gone?" The young woman asked, as she looked down at her bump.

"Gene said your blood showed the mutant gene, so don't worry about that right now, just focus on the baby," Explained her grandfather, placing his hand over hers, still resting on her stomach. "You're child is going to be here in a couple of months, than I am sure your abilities will return. I believe Storm is baking Apple Delight, since she knows how much you been craving it, and she wanted to do something special for you."

"I wish Peter was home, I can't sleep without him."

"Glad to be missed by beautiful wife," Came the deep accented voice of her husband, causing her to jump to her feet, and hurry to the large man. He wrapped his arm around his wife, careful not to squeeze her protruding stomach, "I not go on two day mission, till after baby is here," he was looking at his grandfather inlaw.

"I will send Harry, or Bobby, on any overnight missions," Charles assured, going to behind his desk, and smiled at the couple, "Why don't you two go home, and get some rest before dinner is ready."

"We'll rest in one of the extra rooms, grandfather?" The young woman answereed, hiding a yawn against her husbands chest. She started to lead her husband out of the office.

Charles just smiled as he watched the leave his office, "See you at dinner."

Two Weeks Later

Hermione stared at the monitor, as she watched Gene move the wand against her stomach, "Wait is that normal, I didn't see that before."

Gene looked at the screen, and smiled as she watched the fetus kick, whereever she moved the wand, "You've got a playful little one, already smart to sense the machine."

"How does the baby look?" Peter asked, coming into the room out of breath, in his training clothes for class, "Is baby okay?"

"You're little one is just a little more active," Answered the doctor, smiling as she watched Peter help his wife to sit up, and than wrapped his arm around her, "Are you sure you don't want to know the sex?"

"I think I already know, since I got a good look at the image," The young woman explained, looking at her husband, she rested a hand to his cheek, "Do you want to know?"

"I want to know," He nodded, kissing his wife's wrist, before looking at the doctor, "Please tell me what we have."

The older woman smiled, as she printed the image, and handed it to the large man, "You're going to have a daughter."

Peter smiled at the image, as he rubbed circles around his wife's back, "My little girl," he brought his lips to his wife, and kissed her gently. "Thank you for beautiful daughter."

"Thank you," Hermione countered, wrapping her arms around her husbands neck, and kissing him again. She smiled as he easily lifted her, and lead them out of the medical room, probably to a more private area.

A Month Later

Hermione groaned, as she felt the baby move, as she made her way through the halls. She stood outside her grandfathers class, waiting for the students to finish there exams, so she could sit in her spot. "I hope you're prepared to be born in a school, because there will be no excuse, for you not to know anything. You have some of the brightest minds here, and the students can't wait to meet you," she sat in one of the lounge chairs, and smiled as she thought of her future.

"So how is my goddaughter doing?" Bobby asked, as he came up the stairs, holding a bag of his favorite sugar cookies. He handed the bag to his friend, as he knelt down to face her stomach. "Are you giving your mom a hard time, or are you being good?"

"She just stopped moving," The exhausted mother to be sighed, closing her eyes as her friend talked to her stomach.

"Pansy, Harry, and Uncle Bobby, we got you some cool things, to insure that you feel loved," He took out his walkman, and placed the headset over his friends stomach, "This is some Johnny Cash, he was a legend."

"You always play music for her, what will happen when she comes out, and realizes her parents don't sound like your music," Teased Hermione, as she nibbled on a cookie.

"What are you doing, with my wife?" came a familiar voice, causing the two to o look towards the staircase. He was looking at the headset, and smiled, "Who is little one listening to now?"

"Johnny Cash," Bobby answered, as he got back to his own feet, putting his headset in his pocket. "Tomorrow she will listen to Bon Jovi."

"Actually tomorrow, I take my wife out," Peter took his wife by the hand, and helped her to her feet, "We go to dinner, and movie?"

Hermione sighed as she thought of all the walking, and just shook her head, "I am two weeks from my due date, I don't feel like going anywhere."

"I set special surprise, you not need to walk anywhere," Assured the large man, as he easily scooped his wife up in his arms, "I am strong, I can carry my girls."

"That's not the point Peter, I am almost nine month pregnant, and I just want to stay home to relax tomorrow since it's Saturday," Hermione explained, as she wrapped her arms around her husbands neck, and brought her lips to his, "How did your students exams go?"

"They all pass," Her husband answered, as he started to carry his wife down the stair, "I want to go home and rest with beautiful wife."

Bobby smiled as he watched his friends exit, "See you two later."

"Alright, Bobby!" The young woman shouted, as she allowed her husband to carry her, resting her head on his shoulder, "I am glad you're exams are finished, now most the students will be going home, and the house won't be so pact. I love the last day of school, even if I am no longer a student."

"I love last day too, get to spend time with wife," Agreed Peter, kissing his wife's cheek, "But now we rest."