Kurt had an effect on Wanda unlike anything she'd felt before. When he was beside her, the world seemed so much more forgiving, the air felt lighter, and the day brighter. She could take on anything with him, including now their decision that they would, in less than a year, become parents.
He'd been making a habit of spending the night with her more often than not. After hours, he'd teleport to her room, and they'd lay in each other's arms until the morning, when he'd return to the institute. They saw each other daily in school, but were careful not to give each other much attention. It was harder for Kurt, who, since she had revealed her pregnancy, was extra doting. She loved the attention, but still wanted to keep their relationship to themselves. The amount of hate she knew they were due to face from both teams was more than she was prepared for. Though, with this baby on the horizon, it was only a matter of time before they all knew.
Wanda was happy to simply let them find out then. Her relationship with Kurt was for her and Kurt, and no one else.
Weeks had passed, and Wanda had made it through what she assumed was her first trimester. She couldn't be sure, as they hadn't been to a doctor, but her internet research and monitoring of her symptoms told her that she was reaching three months. There was no indication of a baby yet, her stomach still flat, and her sickness had abated immensely.
It was a Saturday, and Kurt had taken her to a secluded beach, several miles from the institute, where they would hopefully not be seen. The beach was deserted, it still being early spring and there being a chill in the air, leaving him able to turn off his image inducer. She much preferred his blue self.
They lay together on a blanket, her head on his stomach, his hand on hers. It was lazy, easy, just being together, which made them happy. "This is nice," she said to him.
"Ja," he agreed. They lay a bit longer in silence. "You know," he started. "I am thinking, it might be good for you to see a doctor."
Wanda twisted around to look at him. "I can't see a doctor," she told him. "Besides, we know I'm pregnant."
"I know," he agreed. "But… what if something goes wrong? I read an article about all the things that can happen to a woman during pregnancy." He paused. "Plus, next month we could get an ultrasound and see if it's a boy or girl."
"Or see if it has a tail or whatever else and leave us open to mutant hate," she sighed. "I'm sure I'll be fine, Kurt."
"I'm not," he told her. "We don't have to go to an outside doctor. I can take you to Dr. McCoy."
Wanda sat up. "We agreed we wouldn't tell anyone."
Kurt sat up as well. "I won't stick to that if it means you'll be hurt. And we can tell Dr. McCoy and the Professor. They won't say a thing." He shrugged. "And don't you wonder about the baby?"
"Well, yeah," she agreed. "But I don't want to throw a wrench in everything. I like how we are now, without everyone judging us."
"It's something we have to face sooner or later," Kurt told her. "It's not like when they baby is born we can keep this up. Unless we run away."
Wanda gave him a little smile. "Can't we just do that, though? Just you and me and the baby?"
Kurt smirked at her. "As romantic as it seems, liebe, it's not terribly rational. Could you leave your friends forever? Your family? I know I couldn't." He moved closer to her, taking her hand. "I love you, and I want you to be well. Please, just go and see Dr. McCoy? Make sure everything is fine."
Wanda sighed. There was little Kurt could ask of her that she wouldn't do. Her eyes narrowed. "He won't say anything?"
"Nein," Kurt shook his head. "Doctor/patient confidentiality."
"Alright," Wanda agreed. "Just a check up."
~&Q~
Kurt arranged for her to come by the next week. It was scheduled at the same time as a team danger room session, so most everyone would be occupied and she could slip in and out easily.
"Miss Maximoff," the large blue mutant greeted her with a smile. "How are you feeling this morning?"
"Ok," she replied, nervously. Her eyes traveled around the well-stocked infirmary as she played with her fingers. The home of the X-Men had so much more than the dilapidated house the Brotherhood lived in.
"There's no reason to be nervous." Hank's voice was kind. "It'll just be a quick check, to make sure your pregnancy is progressing normally."
Wanda nodded. Hank busied himself about the room as he spoke. "I must say, it was quite the shock when Kurt told me," he turned to her.
"Yeah, it was a shock to me, too," she told him.
"I'm sure. So young to be in such a predicament," he sighed. "Though, here we are." Wanda frowned at his disapproving attitude. He took some vitals, then asked her to lay back. "I've managed to get ahold of an ultrasound machine. Let's see what's going on inside."
He lifted Wanda's shirt and she shivered as he applied the ultrasound gel to her belly. She stared down at it, noticing for the first time the slightest bump. Hank maneuvered the wand over her. "Where are you hiding," he squinted at the screen. "Aha. There he is!"
Wanda watched the screen timidly. She didn't see anything, just black and white blotches. One of the blotches flickered. "What is that?"
"The heart," Hank told her. "See that? And here," he pointed to another blob. "This is his head."
"It's a boy?" Wanda questioned.
"Well, it's too early to know that," Hank replied. "I guess I just defaulted to male pronouns. In a few weeks we can say for certain if you've got a little prince or princess." His eyes narrowed at the screen again. "What is…" he paused. "Well, look here." He pointed a long, thin sliver. "Looks like baby takes after his father."
Wanda raised a brow. "That's a tail?"
Hank nodded. "It looks like it. I must say, I don't think there's been a recorded birth of a third generation mutant. Most fascinating."
Wanda watched the screen as Hank went on about all the possibilities. Her eye traveled to the little tail, a smile coming over her face. Just like his Daddy.
~&Q~
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