Author's Note: Hello! I can't believe so many months have gone by! I apologize for the long break and hope (fingers crossed) to get back on a regular posting schedule. This chapter is fluff, fluff and more fluff since our little family has been gone so long! The next few chapters will get back into the action and we'll find out much more about Rowan's connection to the Worldkiller's. But first...welcome our sweet baby back!


Alex and Maggie have learned some surprising things about their daughter's lineage and have a made a very difficult decision! Will Rowan be onboard? Also, how will the little family handle their first real separation? And is Lena Luthor the most extra aunt ever? Of course she is!


"Ieiu? Ieiu is you still sneeping?" Alex did her best not to smile as the little voice entered her mind.

Ever since they had discovered Rowan's telepathic abilities, she had been steadily growing in her proficiency of them. Most of it was due to her Papa's tutelage, which mainly consisted of the toddler requesting sweets psychically, and being rewarded with said sweets if her Papa got the message!

Alex seemed to be the most sensitive to her daughter's abilities as she had been communicating with J'onn telepathically for years. It was also probably why she was the first person that Rowan had tried to connect with. Apparently, as Rowan's abilities had begun developing in the pod, her brain had sent out short psychic bursts seeking a familial match. The data from the pod backed Hamilton's theory up, the dates of Rowan's various stages of development coinciding with Alex's recurring dreams.

While Rowan could communicate with both her parents telepathically, Maggie seemed slightly put off by the idea. When they'd found out the extent of their child's abilities, the tiny detective had muttered something about her private thoughts being unsuitable for little minds! Alex had taken it all in stride, having grown used to communicating with J'onn as well as other telepaths over the years.

Why exactly the toddler had such powers was still a bit of a mystery.

Lillian Luthor had apparently gone with a "kitchen sink" approach to building her own Kryptonian as thus far DNA from no less than five species had been discovered in Rowan's genetic makeup! It seemed for the moment that most of them were dormant, though had it worked as planned, Cadmus would have had quite the weapon on their hands.

Instead of dominating the planet, however, Rowan seemed content to simply use her powers to convince Alex into allowing things Maggie never would. Such as wandering into their room after having been placed in her own bed several times that night already.

"Yes baby," Alex responded over their bond, eyes still closed even though her daughter's warm nose was pressed against hers. She felt that little nose wrinkle and knew her daughter was smiling.

"You not sneeping, Ieiu!"

Alex cracked one eye open to find her daughter watching her with a wide, dimple-filled smile. "You got me," she conceded before fully opening both eyes. "Why aren't you sleeping?"

Rowan toed the floor with her footed pajamas but didn't answer right away.

Alex knew the child wasn't afraid to sleep in her own room as she'd been doing so for several weeks now. Originally there had been a fear of the dark, a reasonable concern for the five and under age group, but Auntie Kara had quickly come to the rescue, sticking glow in the dark stars all over the ceiling, eliminating the need for a nightlight.

Both Maggie and Alex had each spent several uncomfortable nights poured into the tiny race car bed in an effort to convince their daughter how cool it was to sleep there. Maggie read a minimum of two stories every night after which Alex would spend a good ten minutes performing a completely over the top "monster hunt", sure to search both the closet and beneath the bed as dramatically as possible before declaring the area safe for sleeping. And they still left their bedroom door cracked at night in case Rowan needed them but she was more than content sleeping on her own these days.

So what was the problem tonight?

With a sigh, Alex slid out of bed as quietly as possible, scooping her baby up as she headed toward the kitchen. Rowan clung to her as she always did, face tucked against her mother's neck. She plopped the toddler down on the counter, seating herself on a barstool nearby.

"Why aren't you sleeping, peanut?" Alex asked out loud, sure to keep her voice soft.

"I don't wanna be a big girl!" Rowan declared, louder than Alex would have liked, as she crossed her arms over her little chest.

Alex suddenly knew exactly what this was all about.

Rowan was due to start preschool the next day. Maggie had made a big deal of telling their daughter how 'big girls' got to go to school, play with new friends, and try new things. It seemed that the initial draw of being a 'big girl' had worn off rather quickly when the toddler had realized it meant going to school without your mothers present.

The couple had agonized for weeks over whether or not it was a good idea to have a super-powered toddler in class full of regular kiddos. Eventually, Lena had helped Alex develop a bracelet that mimicked the effects of a red sun, rendering Rowan as harmless as every other toddler her age, save for her Kryptonian appetite! Despite the benefits of the device, Alex was very judicious about Rowan only wearing it for a few hours at a time, worried it might stunt her daughter's development.

But, while one problem was solved, another presented itself.

Unfortunately for the new parents, the DEO didn't have any sort of daycare/preschool program and many of Maggie's colleagues had expressed dissatisfaction with the facility at the NCPD. There was, however, a preschool with amazing reviews, barely ten minutes from either woman's job, that cared for children of all backgrounds, eveninterstellar ones. The parents had mentioned looking into the school at lunch one day, and by that same afternoon, Lena had Rowan accepted. It had been the best solution for everyone, except Rowan wasn't currently convinced.

"Baby, we talked about this. Remember all the fun things Mama told you could do at school? You have to be a 'big girl to do that."

"NO!" Rowan roared, making her disagreement known as only a toddler could.

Alex heard shuffling from their bedroom and sighed. "Well, now I think we woke Mama up."

As if on cue, Maggie emerged from their bedroom, sleep-rumpled, concern for her girls written large on her face. "What's going on out here?"

"Hey, babe, sorry to wake you." Alex apologized as Maggie approached their daughter, still pouting and on the verge of tears.

She hated that they'd awoken her fiancée as Maggie had barely been back to work for a week and was often staying late to catch up on all that she had missed during their unplanned maternity leave. Alex had been fortunate that her injury had precluded her from returning to work so soon and J'onn wouldn't hear of it even if she were perfectly healthy.

"It's okay, Ally." Maggie waved off the apology with a quick kiss. "We're in this together, yeah? So," she quickly turned her attention back to their daughter, "what's the matter, Mija? Why aren't you getting lots of sleep before your big day?"

"I don't wanna big day!" Rowan asserted with a tearful cry. "I don't wanna be a big girl!"

"I see." Maggie responded softly, amused by her daughter's stubbornness but also knowing she didn't really have a choice. She scooped the little one into her arms and padded over to their couch, Alex trailing behind them, her limp all but gone.

"Baby," Alex spoke softly as Maggie rocked the distressed toddler. "Mama and I would love to have you with us all day, every day, forever! But, our jobs are to protect people, to keep them safe like we keep you safe and that means you can't always be with us."

"Ieiu is right, Mija. We can't help Papa or Supergirl if we're worried you aren't safe. Plus, as much fun as Ieiu is," Maggie paused to tickle their daughter, earning a small smile from the surly toddler, "It might be a lot of fun to play with kids your own age too!"

Rowan seemed to consider her mother's words before glancing over at Alex guiltily. "But who plays with Ieiu?"

Alex felt her heart melt at her daughter's thoughtfulness. "Oh, sweet pea, you don't have to worry about me! I'll miss you so much but Papa will keep me super busy until it's time to come get you."

"Pwomise."

"I promise, baby." Alex assured her. "Is that why you didn't want to go to school? You thought I'd be lonely?"

Rowan nodded sullenly, crawling from Maggie's lap to Alex's. The agent wrapped the child in a warm embrace and her fiancée quickly joined in, eyes misty. Since Maggie had gone back to work it had mostly been just the two of them, Kara and Lena popping in on occasion. To think that their daughter had been afraid her mother would be lonely without her, that the little one had been so thoughtful, made both parents feel as if they were doing somethingright.

"Alright you two," Maggie announced, leaning back and swiping her tears away quickly. "You both have big days tomorrow and you will be horribly cranky if we don't get some sleep."

The trio stood and made their way slowly back to the bedrooms. Alex was surprised when Maggie ducked into Rowan's room, grabbed Ice Cream and then steered everyone towards their big bed. She flashed her mate a grateful smile as they cuddled their baby between them, knowing neither she nor Rowan were quite prepared for the separation to come.


"Look at me Rowan! Say 'I'm a big girl now'!" Kara prompted as she took one of what must have been a hundred photos the following morning.

"I a big girl!" the toddler crowed, arms swung wide, in a much better mood than the previous night.

Alex, on the other hand...well, Maggie was doing her best to console her sulking mate.

Despite their late night, Alex had been awake long before her family, puttering around the house with nervous energy. She knew Rowan would react poorly to the new experience if she were, so the mother had risen early to try and get a hold of her emotions. By the time Maggie emerged for breakfast with a sleepy baby on her hip, Alex was up and dressed for work in a simple black tactical shirt and pants. There was no need for her usual armored look, as J'onn would only allow her to work in the lab for the next few weeks.

Rowan had decided, in all her three-year-old wisdom, that she should dress like her Ieiu since it was Alex's first day as well.

It had taken every negotiating tactic Alex had to get the little one out of her mini DEO uniform and into something more preschool friendly. Eventually they settled on a black t-shirt with Kara's crest (naturally), a pair of tiny black skinny jeans, and a pair of tiny, checkered vans that Maggie simply hadn't been able to resist buying. The promise that she could don her tactical suit once she came home later that day had truly sealed the deal for the stubborn toddler.

Kara had come by early to braid the little one's hair into two intricate plaits, determined to see her niece off in style, as well as ply her with donuts! She also presented her niece with a sparkling Supergirl backpack, complete with matching lunchbox and water bottle.

Lena had wanted to be in attendance as well but had been whisked off to Tokyo the day before to close an important deal. She had promised her niece before she left that she would bring her back a surprise and both parents worried as to what that might be. The youngest Luthor had a penchant for going overboard when it came to gifts and she spared no expense when it came to her only niece. While the new parents fretted over their daughter becoming spoiled, they would never deny Lena the chance to feel like a part of a true family.

The Sawyer-Danvers clan enjoyed their sugary treats, packed up Rowan's new bag with everything she might need for her first day and headed out in Alex's tactical SUV. Maggie had left her bike at the DEO so she could head to work once they dropped their daughter off, wanting to ride as a family on their first day apart.

After finally convincing Kara not to follow them into the school and declining her offer of an hourly Supergirl check in, the little family walked to the entrance of the preschool with trepidation.

Rowan had a death grip on both her parents' hands as they entered the main doors, where a portly older woman with a warm smile greeted them. The receptionist directed them down a hallway covered in bright paint and children's drawings towards Rowan's classroom. The family had been inside the school once before for a quick tour and orientation but it was far more daunting to Rowan this time. She tracked all the people around her nervously, never leaving her mothers side, even as they entered her classroom.

"Hello, Rowan! It is so nice to see you again." Ms. Martin, the toddler classroom teacher, knelt down to greet the little one, a kind smile on her face. "Would you like to go play with some of my friends while I talk to your mommies?"

Rowan nodded shyly and with a gentle push from Maggie, made her way into the classroom. There were several children already there and one particularly adorable little boy approached Rowan and showed her where to hang her backpack. Neither of them could read, so it was probably the wrong hook, but it was the thought that counted!

"So, how are you two doing?" Ms. Martin asked, noting the tense lines of Alex's jaw and shoulders.

"I think my fiancée is taking it harder than Rowan is!" Maggie stage-whispered as she rubbed comforting circles between Alex's shoulder blades. The agent loosened up some under her ministrations but her muscles were still drawn tight beneath her leather jacket.

"No worries." Ms. Martin replied, smile still kind and gentle. "It's a big adjustment for everyone and I definitely think it's harder on the adults! Kids are usually pretty flexible."

As if proving her point, Rowan had settled on a nearby rug, running wooden trains over the tracks with the same little boy who had helped her with her backpack. Even though she seemed to be having fun, Alex could tell she was watching them to make sure they didn't leave.

"I know we already briefed you about our situation," Alex began, biting her lip nervously. "But, we just want to make the adjustment as smooth as possible. She's been through a lot of changes and..."

"Agent Danvers, can I call you Alex?" Ms. Martin gently interrupted. When the redhead nodded she continued. "I am well aware of Rowan's needs, Alex. You and your fiancée don't have to worry. I've briefed the rest of the staff as well and as you know, we have many students with 'special' circumstances."

"Right, I know that, I just..."

"You just got her and it's hard to be separated." Ms. Martin finished knowingly. "My son is adopted as well. It's difficult when you always feel like you're trying to catch up, to spend enough time with them."

"Exactly." Maggie agreed with a relieved smile, one she saw Alex mirror as well. "Our jobs are pretty dangerous too, so we're even more worried about spending enough time with her."

"I understand. Now," Ms. Martin shifted their attention to the paperwork in her hands. "It says here that for the first two weeks, Rowan will only be spending half days with us. Is that correct?"

"Yes. I'll be picking her up by one everyday." Alex spoke up, seeming more at ease. "I'm on light duty right now so we felt like it would be a good way to get her into a routine."

"I see. And, how are you feeling? If I remember, you were on crutches at orientation night." The teacher asked, concern written across her face.

"I'm good, thanks. I, uh, broke my leg trying to apprehend a suspect. It's healing well, just not full strength yet. I'm hoping by the time we get Rowan settled in, it will be."

"That sounds like a good plan. I emailed you both the day-to-day schedule, as well as any special instructions for activities," Ms. Martin quickly explained how the rest of the day would go. As she was talking, Alex felt a small tug on her pants.

"Ieiu!" Rowan exclaimed, vibrating with excitement. "I makes a friend! Come on."

Alex allowed herself to be tugged away, knowing Maggie was taking in all the teacher's instructions. When Rowan dragged her over to the same little boy who had been helping her earlier, the agent bent down to get on the boy's level.

"Hi buddy! What's your name?" Alex asked in her sweetest voice.

"Sage!" the little boy exclaimed with a blinding grin. "Are you her mama?"

"One of them." She answered honestly.

"You have TWO mamas?" Sage turned to Rowan in awe. When she nodded shyly, he took her hand in his and smiled sweetly. "That's cool!"

Alex was totally enamored with the precious little boy. He was absolutely adorable with his smooth brown skin and sharp haircut. Sage was also clearly a superhero fan like her daughter. He wore a dark hoodie with the Black Panther on it, tiny black cargo shorts and black high-top converse. Standing next to Rowan, the two looked like mini DEO agents and Alex was thrilled her daughter had managed to find a friend so quickly.

"All right, babe, we gotta go." Maggie came and knelt down beside them, trying her best to put on a strong face. "You have fun okay, babygirl? Ieiu is gonna pick you up and before you know it, I'll be home too." The detective assured their daughter as she pulled her in for a hug.

"I love you, peanut." Alex took the toddler into her arms gently. "I'll be back before you know it. Hey, sage," the little boy perked up at his name, "you keep an eye on her for me, okay?"

"Kay!" the little boy agreed, a tiny hand quickly finding Rowan's once more.

"Bye Mama. Bye Ieiu." Rowan waved sadly but didn't cry as she watched her mothers leave.

Alex kept glancing back as Maggie towed her steadily towards the door, tears still gathering in her own eyes. They could so this. Hell, they'd faced down full-scale alien invasions. Surely dropping their daughter off at preschool was something two badass mothers could handle?

They were wrong, so very wrong.


"Dammit, Danvers! I can't do this!" Maggie wailed as Alex pulled into the DEO parking garage. "Let's just go back. We tried, right?"

Though Maggie often teased Alex about being the 'soft' parent, it was clear that in this instance the agent was dealing with her feelings far more productively. She set the car in park and turned to face her mate, wiping the tears gently off those dimpled cheeks she loved so well.

"Babe, this will be good for her. For all of us." Alex reasoned, trying desperately to keep her own tears at bay. "We can't just keep her home with us forever, as much as we'd like to. She'll be okay, she's already made a friend and she didn't even cry when we left."

"But what if she's crying now, Alex?" Maggie exclaimed, dissolving into sniffles once more.

"Oh, babe. You're a mess," Alex cooed, pulling the smaller woman against her. "After today I don't think you can tease me about being 'soft' anymore."

"You are soft, Danvers." Maggie asserted, pushing away with a huff as she tried to rid herself of the tears that threatened to fall once more. "This is traumatic! Why aren't you crying?"

"I got up early to do that." Alex admitted shyly, blushing slightly.

"Oh, baby." Maggie pressed a gentle kiss to her cheek. "You really are the softest."

"Whatever." Alex grumbled with no real malice. She grabbed Maggie's hand and smiled sweetly at her. "It's gonna be okay. I promise."

"What do you have up your sleeves, Danvers?" Maggie asked suspiciously.

"I may have positioned a few agents near the school...and inside it."

"Alex! That is a huge misuse of DEO resources!" Maggie exclaimed, swatting her fiancées arm but secretly pleased.

"It is not!" Alex asserted. "Besides it wasn't my idea, it was J'onn's."

"I should have known," Magge quipped. "Space Grandad is worse than you."

"He is." Alex agreed with a dopey smile. "He really is."

"Any other breaches of protocol I should know about?" From Alex's slightly guilty expression, Maggie knew there had to be more to it than Alex was telling her.

"Not by me," Alex hedged, rubbing the back of her neck nervously. "But Lena may have upgraded the schools security systems." When Maggie fixed her with a look she added, "It's not just for Rowan! There are a lot of special kids in that school and ant-alien sentiment is pretty high ever since Reign showed up."

"You're right." Maggie conceded, hands help up in mock surrender. "I can't be mad that everyone wants to keep our babygirl safe. Though it still doesn't make this any easier…"

"I know babe, believe me, I know." Alex leaned over to kiss her mate gently. "I just hope I'm not so distracted in the lab that I blow something up!"

Maggie couldn't help but laugh at that! "You and Lena really are the worst when it comes to lab safety!"

"Hey! I'm not as bad as her." Alex retorted, slightly offended. "At least I wear long sleeves and closed toe shoes. Last week she showed up in a sleeveless dress and stilettos for our experiment!"

"Awww, Danvers, don't be mad that she makes science look sexy!" Maggie teased, her mood lifting by the minute.

"I thought you said I make science look sexy?" Alex's pout was too cute not to kiss away and the pair soon found themselves engrossed in one another until a knock on the window had them startling apart!

Alex looked over Maggie's shoulder to find a sheepish Vasquez just outside the passenger window. With a huff she rolled the window down and waited for an explanation as Maggie hastily tried to make herself presentable.

"I'm sorry to...interrupt, Ma'am. But the Director sent me out to make sure everything was okay. Your security badge was swiped ten minutes ago but you hadn't made it to the main floor. He was worried that you might be planning to liberate the littlest Danvers from preschool."

Vasquez had the tiniest of smiles on her face, both amused by the suggestion and the situation she had found her superior in. Alex fixed her with a glare not nearly as steely as her usual.

"We're fine, Vas. Please tell Space Dad I'm on my way up now."

"Will do, Ma'am. Always a pleasure, Detective." Vasquez tilted her head toward Maggie with a smirk before turning and heading back inside.

"Well now I'm more embarrassed than traumatized, so I guess I should get to work!" Maggie declared with a chuckle as she quickly finished reapplying her lipstick.

"Definitely not my original objective but it's better than driving ourselves crazy with worry, so I'll take it." Alex shrugged as she hopped out the car. She quickly rounded the vehicle to open her fiancées door and was rewarded with a kiss.

"I love you." Maggie never missed an opportunity to voice her devotion. "Don't blow anything up, okay?"

"No promises!" Alex teased back, stealing one more, quick kiss. "I love you, too."

Maggie zipped her jacket before slipping on her backpack and throwing a leg over her prized Triumph. Alex watched her with rapt attention, finding nothing more attractive than her future wife on a bike. The detective flashed her a dimpled smile, quickly donning her helmet and roaring the bike to life.

"See you around, Danvers."

"See you around, Sawyer." Alex whispered fondly as Maggie tore out of the DEO parking lot, no doubt showing off her for her lover.

The gesture was very much appreciated!


"There you are." J'onn teased Alex as she knocked lightly on his doorframe requesting entry. He waved her in and she took her usual seat across from him. "I thought I was going to have come down to the garage myself!"

"Ha, ha." Alex deadpanned, though she couldn't quite hide her smile. "I need to ask you another favor?"

J'onn rolled his eyes good-naturedly, both parties knowing he would do almost anything for his girls. "What is it this time?"

"Well things have been so crazy since we got Rowan and Maggie and I haven't had a chance to look for vehicles, so all we have is our bikes. I mean, obviously, Rowan's too young to ride ...yet.Anyway, I was hoping to maybe purchase one of our old SUV's in the meantime, one that doesn't look so...tactical. And Maggie is adamant that Rowan will never see the inside of her unmarked unit."

"I'm sorry, Alex but absolutely not." J'onn declared sternly, arms crossed tightly over his chest.

"J'onn!"

"No, Alex." J'onn interrupted firmly. "There is absolutely no way I'm allowing my only grandchild to be transported around the city in some defunct military vehicle!"

Alex sat staring at her adopted father with an expression between shocked and pleased as she waited for him to elaborate.

"Keep the vehicle you have for now, at least until the weekend. Then you and Maggie can go car shopping while I spoil my granddaughter for a few hours. And," J'onn held up a hand to keep Alex from interrupting, "the DEO will pay for whatever you decide on."

"J'onn...I...I really don't know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything, Alex. As Assistant Director of the DEO you're owed a company vehicle expense. Your Ducati doesn't count by the way." J'onn teased, earning a grateful smile.

"Damn, you got me." She conceded with a shrug. "I just hope Maggie doesn't want a minivan!"

"That may not be a bad idea," J'onn mused. "Tons of space for weaponary!"

Alex scoffed, excited by the idea but already knowing how her mate would react to that suggestion. "I'm pretty sure there's no way Maggie would go for that..."

"I have faith that you can come up with something you'll both enjoy driving."

"I hope so..." Alex groused. "I refuse to settle for anything less than a Hemi!"

The centrifuge whirred quietly in the background as Alex cast a forlorn glance at the clock on the wall. 9:45 a.m. it read. Had it really only been two hours since they'd dropped their daughter off? The agent was quite sure that at this rate she wasn't going to make it past noon. She'd been attempting to run some chemical analysis but found herself terribly distracted.

Though she had often envisioned becoming a parent, she hadn't really understood how drastically her priorities would shift when it finally happened. Before Rowan, the agent would have happily spent day and night hunched over a microscope, pausing to neither eat nor drink. Alex had lost count of the number of all-nighters she had pulled at the DEO, grabbing a few fitful hours of sleep on the lumpy couch in the corner of her lab before jumping right back to it. Now, she couldn't possibly imagine staying past five as she was currently struggling to make it to lunch!

Maggie had already texted her about the struggles of separation. Apparently, her partner had asked how the drop-off had gone that morning. Though well meaning, the question had quickly sent the mother into an emotional spiral and Maggie spent the next twenty minutes crying in a bathroom stall! Her partner had been sympathetic to her plight, as his wife had cried for the entire five hours their son had been at school on his first day. By those standards, Alex and Maggie were coping quite well! When she'd emerged from the bathroom, the tiny detective had sworn her partner to secrecy and casually reminded him that her fiancée worked for a black ops organization should he fail to hold up his end of the agreement.

J'onn, too, had been extremely understanding though for a very different set of reasons.

The Martian viewed the Danvers sisters and their friends as his children, meaning he felt no small sense of dread every time he had to allow them to run headfirst into danger. While Rowan was in no immediate danger, thanks to her family's overprotective nature, J'onn fully understood the parental instinct to hold your children close, even when that was not what was best. He had shooed Alex off to her lab, wanting to keep her far from danger, and knowing there was no way she would be able to focus on anything tactical while fretting over her baby.

Unfortunately, the new mother found her focus on lab work to be no better. As the agent toyed with the idea of calling up her sister for a distracting donut run when she felt the familiar tingling in the back of her mind. She couldn't help the sweet smile that crossed her face as she honed in on the feeling.

"Hello, baby." There was a rush of warmth through the connection before the response came through.

"Hi, Ieui! Where is you?" Alex could imagine the tiny Danvers crinkle settled on her daughter's brow.

"I'm at work sweet pea."

"With Papa?"

"Yes, I'm here with Papa. Why are you talking to me and not having fun at school?"

"The teacher reads a story." Rowan explained, her annoyance obvious even through the bond. "It's for babies."

"You don't like the story?"

There's another pause and Alex imagines her daughter's expression has gone from inquisitive to annoyed. "I a big girl, Ieiu."

Alex laughs out loud at that and she's grateful that no one else is in the lab at the moment! She responds quickly, knowing her daughter is waiting.

"You're right, baby. My mistake. I'm sure you'll do something else fun soon but you need to pay attention now. It's not nice to ignore your teacher."

"But I misses you!"

"I miss you too baby but when you're at school, you need to talk to the people there, okay?"

"Okay," came the sullen response. "You come gets me?"

"Soon, baby. I promise. I love you."

"Love, Ieui!"

The connection ended as suddenly as it began but it took Alex a few moments to refocus on her surroundings. She wondered if the distance between she and her daughter had an effect on the strength of the bond. It was definitely something to add to the ever-growing list of questions about her daughter's abilities. She also realized that neither she nor Maggie had spoken with their daughter about when it was appropriate to contact them.

"Definitely something to have a family meeting about..." Alex mused out loud.

With another wistful look at the clock, she turned back to her microscope in an effort to keep herself occupied for the next few hours. She would pick Rowan up soon enough, take her for a celebratory Happy Meal and then the pair would wait for Maggie to get home to join the celebration.

A few more hours...she could do this.