Some things in life you can't predict, these things like to creep up on you and wait until you're unprepared to pounce. One of these moments was happening right now. Victor stood in the now broken doorway staring at his red headed love, she was sitting straightbacked on the couch hugging several of her children while keeping her gaze locked onto his. The woman slowly stood up, setting her children down at the same time. One of the children was determined to be held and would not let go of his mother's pant leg. She easily opened his grip and made him release her. Her eyes filled with unshed tears as she stared unabashedly at Victor. A grin broke out on the man's face as he looked at her.

"Victor." Her words were hushed, it was the first time they'd spoken to eachother in several long weeks. She walked up to him and was about to embrace her lover when a child through himself in between them and hugged one of the blonde man's legs.

"Daddy." The kid said happily as he held on tightly to the now gaping Victor. His eyes were the size of tennis balls and his mouth was opening and closing much like a fish out of water. Dezra and Victor looked at eachother with wide confused eyes.

"Am I missing something?" He asked her. Dezra shook her head and shrugged. She bent down and grabbed the blonde haired boy. The boy hung on stubbornly for a moment before releasing the older man.

"Gabe, why did you call mister Victor daddy?" She asked the young boy. He was an intelligent boy at the age of five, he spoke clearer than most his age and understood things no child his age should.

"I can feel him Mommy." He said simply, he shrugged as if what he said explained his actions enough. Dezra stood there in surprise as her son began to wiggle in her arms, eager to be let down.

"What do you mean you can feel him?" She held Gabe tighter against her and he stopped wiggling.

"I can feel him in my mind like you and ev'rybody else." The little boy smiled innocently as his mother stared with wide eyes.

"You can feel him?" The red headed woman was confused to say the least, she walked back slowly until her butt rested against the back of the couch. "You can feel him." She whispered to herself. Victor raised an eyebrow as he watched her actions.

"Dez, what am I missin'?" Victor asked the woman as she got lost in her thoughts.

"He can feel you." Dezra said only glancing at Victor for a moment before staring back into space.

"I got tha' part, jus' what does that mean?" He was getting impatient with the red headed woman, he was weirded out by the boy hugging him, now Dezra acting like the apocalypse was coming was not helping him at all.

"Gabe is a special boy, out of my family he's the one who is the most like our people, we can all faintly feel the presence of our families in our minds, but he can feel them stronger than most, now I cannot feel you in my mind like he does, but if he says he can feel you that must mean..." Her voice faded off as she spoke, the remainder of her sentence was left unsaid as Victor stood there confused. Gabe was finally released from his mother's hands and went straight back to Victor. The little boy lifted his hands up in a sign to be picked up and he was picked up by the blonde man almost absentmindly. There was a long silence as they stood there. Finally the boy looked straight into Victor's eyes and astounded the man.

In the little boy's eyes he could see himself. Their eyes were the same, bluer than the sky on a summer day, not a single other color interupted the beautiful concoction of blue. The same blonde hair, the only difference was the boys small frame. He looked more like, Dezra. The truth was seen by Victor now, it was possible for the boy to believe Victor was his father because they looked so much alike. There were resemblences of both adults in all the children he now realized, there was no mistaking it, Victor was the father.

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Five months later

Victoria was lounging on the couch watching another Buffy rerun, silent tears running down her face as she watched Buffy kill Angel. Biting down on the piece of chocolate in her hand she sniffled before wiping her nose with a tissue. Her stomach had now swollen as her child was growing inside her, several monthes longer and she'd be a mother. Shutting off the tv she closed the box of chocolates and prepared herself for standing. Swinging her legs slowly over the couch's edge she was ready to stand. Then suddenly, everything in her mind began to rearrange. She relaxed against the back of the couch as another vision came before her eyes. The house redecorated itself, another place, another time appeared before her.

A large blonde man was changing a baby's diaper, fondling the young girl as he finished. Young children ran around him at his feet and he struggled to step around them as he headed towards the stairs. He placed the baby girl on his right hip as he slowly walked down the stairs. He stepped to the side and turned back up the stairs, his face revealed to her. She recognized him as Sabretooth, one of the X-Men's enemies. He was calling after the children and they ran down the stairs excitedly in the main direction of the kitchen. Tory smiled as she saw her youngest brothers bickering with eachother over a toy, her mother stepped into the scene then and gave them another toy, the fight stopped immediately. She walked up to Sabretooth and kissed him lightly on the lips before taking the little girl from his arms.

They walked together to the kitchen table and all the children took their seats. The doorbell rang and Dezra went to answer the door. She opened the door to reveal Jade and one of the scientists from SHIELD, his jet black hair and green eyes seemed very much like something that would drag Jade towards him. They joined the rest of the group at the table and took their seats. Suddenly Tory was staring into the black haired man's eyes, green battled against blue for a moment before Tory's attention was drawn away. She turned her head back to the stairs and saw herself coming down them.

Her blonde curls were no longer dyed and fell down to the top of her bottom. She was dressed simply in a light blue sun dress as she walked slowly down the stairs. But what caught Tory's attention more than herself was the young child trailing behind her. The boy had blonde curls like his mother but brown eyes that was so obviously outside of the family. He was small and frail as he clung to his mother's hand. When they finally reached the table he was placed next to Tory in a high chair. The scene gave Tory a sense of longing, was this her family's future? She really hoped so, it looked more pleasant then her current life was. In another blink the scene was gone and her normal home returned to her eyes.

Sighing deeply Tory struggled to her feet and put the chocolates in the kitchen, walking slowly to the window she gazed out into the bright land. Staring at the swing her mother had in the front yard hanging on a chair she imagined herself swinging with her future baby. Wishing that moment would come she turned away from the window and went back to the couch and turned the tv back on. Until then she'd be sitting right here waiting.

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(A/N) And it's over! Finally! Took me long enough, but the last ending just didn't suit me. Now to get started on the rest of my stories! Thanks for reading! -Sabeybaby