I have never been in Central Park, but I love the idea. I imagine it like a more densely 'populated' Hyde Park.

No copyright infringement is intended. Only fluff is intended. (But all the fluff is intended... just saying)

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It was a beautiful spring day in Central Park. Pepper Potts was still in the enchanted stage of having a newborn, when she was constantly gazing at her little boy Morgan, while just-over-four-year-old Maria was practically running around them in circles on the grass next to the path where the unofficial 'Wife-of-an-Obnoxious-But-Lovable-Genius'-Club was walking with their strollers.

Christine had the day off, and little Alice Sophie was sleeping in her stroller, much like Morgan was in his as they slowly walked along. They were in no hurry and not really on the way anywhere, merely enjoying their walk together.

Pepper was looking at her daughter - so alike her father with that energetic enthusiasm - when Christine suddenly went, "Look, right there. She's doing it again!"

Looking over, Pepper just caught the wrinkled nose of the baby, who wasn't properly an infant anymore. Cooing appropriately, Pepper found herself thinking back to when Maria was that little. It had seemed overwhelming at the time, but in hindsight it was so easy to care for just a baby - without a sibling - when you had the comparison of having the two of them on your hands.

Following this train of thought, Virgina found herself softly asking, as her daughter ran up to show them a pretty flower and then promtly ran off again, "Have you thought about if you want more children?"

Christine sighed softly, running a hand over the cover of the stroller. "I've considered it. I certainly wouldn't mind, at the same time... I don't know. I think, it'll happen if it's meant to. Alice did. I am not sure what to choose myself, and nor is Stephen. We live such... strange lives." Christine cracked up. "That's suitable, I suppose!"

Laughing with her, Pepper agreed. After a short pause, she admitted, "I wanted a baby, and we didn't need to try for long. I suppose we were lucky, though I didn't have statistics on my my mind at the time. Then I had started to think that perhaps it was time for another - had even mentioned it briefly to Tony! - and before I had quite decided, Morgan was on the way. Maybe that's the best way," she decided philosophically.

"Hmmm," was all the nodding Christine said.

They walked in silence again for some time, enjoying the peace and indulging their only awake little one, when they reached Maria's favourite ice-cream place. Standing against a wall nonchantly, eyes on the phone in his hand and clearly waiting for them, was Maria's father.

"Dad! Look at the tiger-stone I found, it's all spotty!" Maria rushed straight up to Tony Stark, who put his phone away quick as lightning; picking her up and spinning her around with a huge grin.

Watching him from the slight distance, Christine noted that it was nothing like his trademark media smile - this smile was genuine, loving, and just for family.

"Hi there stranger!" Pepper smirked at her husband, who put their daughter on his shoulders and went to peek into their son's stroller. It was bright yellow, the same one as their daughter had used. Christine had been more traditional and Alice's stroller was baby pink.

"Well, what doesn't kill you must definitely makes you stranger." Tony Stark replied by way of a greeting, giving his wife a soft kiss which made her eyes sparkle fondly.

Christine smiled for herself as she looked down upon her sleeping daughter, giving the couple some privacy. They were walking hand in hand, the picture of marital bliss and love to last you a lifetime. She knew what it felt like.

They all walked on together, but it was not long before they reached the swings and Maria demanded to be let down. The second she was, she dragged her dad off at a near run. Pepper and Christine went over to the benches, sitting down with their strollers next to them.

They hadn't been sitting there for long; watching Maria on the swings, her dad pushing her with as much joy as the child displayed, when Elice turned up carrying coffees for five and a small bottle of apple juice for a little someone who was not old enough for coffee yet.

"How was the hospital?" Christine accepted her drink with a nod of thanks, while Pepper took the two cups meant for her and her husband and went over to join her family, leaving the doctors to watch over both the strollers.

"Busy, at first. Then rather boring, which I'm assuming is a good thing," Elice stretched out her legs and yawned. "I'm going to head on home. I just wanted to look in on you. I'll see you later?"

Christine nodded, and with a small wave towards the Starks, the Sorceress-to-be left the same way as she'd come, minutes before.

Sipping her coffee and listening to the birds in the nearby threes, Christine found herself startled as a hand reached out for the last coffee. The next moment, she was joined on the bench by a Sorcerer dressed in blue and red, and Stephen dropped a kiss on her temple in greeting.

Leaning into him on their bench, baby sleeping in her stroller beside Christine, they enjoyed the sunlight and just being together.

By Stephen's other side was a bright yellow stroller holding a sleeping baby boy, and if they looked up they could see the rest of the Starks playing together at the swings; Pepper laughing hard when Tony was just as mischevous as their daughter.

Life was good.