Present Day:

The image of Doom glared down at Susan, "I hope you are enjoying the accommodations".

Sue crossed her arms, "I don't know what your angle is on this one, but when Reed, Ben and Johnny get a hold of you, you're a dead man!"

"Susan, please, I am running no angle. I merely wish to see my wife returned to Latveria", he was taunting her. There was a mocking tone to his voice.

Susan gritted her teeth and seethed with anger, "I'm not going near Latveria! Just forget about that". Her icy stare met Doom's own. "Whatever your game is, you're going to see the extent of my powers!"

Doom began to look over Sue, "I have no doubt I will". He continued his gaze. His smile was visible, even through his mask. "You look marvelous Susan."

Sue ignored his goading, "Is this how you think you can beat Reed". She laughed. "For a smart man, you're kind of stupid".

Doom would normally destroy someone who called him such names. He held back his anger. "I do not care for Reed Richards. As I said, I wish my WIFE returned to me", he emphasized the word wife intentionally. "Tomorrow, a jet will be ready to take you home to castle Doom!"

"Never, I..." but Sue was cut off abruptly as Doom's image was gone in an instant".The arrogance", Sue spoke aloud. She stormed out of the room. Helzeba was only a few yards away from the door with a wide grin.

"I trust your talk with your husband went well", she mused.

"Very funny lady," Sue said, "now get me a real phone to call Reed."

Helzeba shook her head, "I cannot allow that". Just then, something in Sue seemed to change in Helzeba's eyes. She saw fierceness not there before.

"You say I'm Queen right," she barked, "then I demand a phone". She pointed to the hallway, "NOW SERVANT!" Sue surmised she was being mean to get what she wanted. Strangely, something about it felt...well...good.

Helzeba scattered forward. She was both shocked and amused at this turn. It seemed the incantations were already taking hold.

An hour later Sue was still fuming as she brushed her hair. Reed had been no help. He had contacted the President himself. It was useless. Norman Osborn had decreed that if Sue stayed in the country, it would be an international incident, and a potential security risk. She was a foreign refugee of special interest who did not have proper documents. He had final say on deporting Susan. Helzeba had watched as Sue stormed up stairs. She sensed the anger focused now towards Reed, which blocked her current feelings towards Doom. It was another step in the right direction.

Now Sue was disgusted with her predicament. She was scheduled to leave early in the morning and it seemed she would have to leave, or be hunted as a fugitive refugee. She looked over the thin robe she now wore. She had just taken another bath to calm herself. It did not work. A "D" covered the upper left side of the robe. "Damn it Reed!" she found herself screaming as she threw the brush. She tore the photo of Doom off the wall and smashed it on the floor. She didn't care about the repercussions. "After all," she thought, "I AM the Queen!" She laughed aloud at the statement. Sue wanted to lash out and destroy the room. As her eyes glanced to the bed, she admitted to herself it looked inviting. After a long day, and a large meal, she was exhausted. Before going to bed, she changed back into her Fantastic Four uniform and slumped onto the bed. She refused to get under the covers. Her heavy eyes almost immediately closed. The ruins around the room became visible, and began to glow a bright red to match her mood. She fell into a deep sleep. Her head rested below the large "D" on the headboard, which also glowed a dark red.

4 years later...

Sue's eyes opened and groggily began to focus on the large "D" on the headboard. She yawned and pulled her arms from under the covers to stretch. She smiled trying to wipe the sleep from her eyes. Her arm right arm instinctively rolled over to wrap around her husband. She patted the empty space where her husband normally lied. The early morning was the usually the only time of day Sue could feel Doom's face without the mask. It was a daily ritual to trace the scars on his face, a constant reminder of why they hated the fool Richards. It was, after all, his fault.

A cry from the foot of the bed reminded the Baroness why she had awoken in the first place. "I'm coming, I'm coming," Sue said softly. She wrapped the thin robe around her waist to keep her warm. She quickly reached the crib at the foot of the bed. The crib was made of vibranium to drown out sound. At the headpiece of the crib was a gold plated "W". She softly lifted the child from its crib. The baby wailed loudly. "Morning Werner," she cooed, tickling his stomach. The child stopped crying almost instantly seeing his mother's wide smile. He giggled as Sue tickled his stomach. "There, there", Sue soothed him in a motherly tone. By now, she knew exactly what her son's cries meant. Right now, Werner was hungry. Sue pulled the portion of her robe sporting the large "D" away from her chest and began to feed the infant.

"He incessantly cries!" came a booming voice from the center of the room.

Sue didn't even look up at her husband who sat on his throne, fingers crossed. "Hush, he's just a baby boy!" She cooed to the baby, "Aren't you my little lovely". She rubbed the baby's soft head.

In the past, Doctor Doom would have killed anyone who told him to "hush". He felt now ill will towards Susan, however. She remained the same strong, defiant, and often stubborn women he chose as his Queen. She was often so much like him. He stared at his wife and child. The House Von Doom was stronger than ever. "Are you prepared for the day Susan"?

"Of course", she answered, still focusing on their son, "I just have to charm the U.N. into helping us with this Skrull problem". She kissed her sons head, "You're mommie is good at that...isn't she...isn't she". Sue rubbed her nose on Werner's head. She was referring to the large skrull fleet that waited outside Earth's orbit. They had demanded Doom hand over Osborn for killing the Queen Veranke. Doom had steadfastly refused to this day. They even dared send a warship into the airspace over Latveria. It was met with hundreds of invisible force pikes the size of telephone poles. The ship was destroyed within minutes.

For the next hour, Doom went over what Sue was to say to the United Nations. He would do so himself, but it seemed the world loved Sue. The Queen of Latveria, or the Invisible Doom, as she was called, could make anything happen.

Finally, Werner's eyes closed. He was fast asleep and Sue rested him softly in the crib. She laid back on the bed and sighed, "Forget the U.N., let's just stay in bed all day", she stretched her arms again.

Looking at his beautiful wife, Doom was tempted to acquiesce. "We must tend to this matter first."

"Fine", Sue huffed.

An hour later, the royal couple exited the master bedroom. Sue was clad in her armor, as was Doom. They descended the stairs together. The servants bowed there heads. Sue caught one of them flying by who seemed to be in a hurry. "HOW DARE YOU!" Susan used her powers to stop the young female servant in mid stride. Soon the woman was floating above the King and Queen. "You will bow to us properly", Sue calmed her voice.

The servant nodded, "I am most sorry your highness, forgive me".

Sue set her down and the woman bowed. The Queen touched her head. "Begone!" Sue walked over to the kneeling Helzeba. "Tend to Werner!"

"Yes my Queen", the aging gypsy answered. As Helzeba watched them leave, she called to Susan, "Baroness, I have seen another vision".

Sue stopped and turned around, "And what is it of?"

The gypsy replied, "A daughter!"

Sue smiled. Doom had his son, and Sue would have a daughter.

Ok, so I've kin d of explained how the "House of Von Doom" comes together. Please read, review and suggest how it should go. I'm inclined to just continue with Werner's growth, and maybe add the hinted at little sister!