Professor Xavier had no issue with Pietro coming by. He tended to choose to stop by when Kurt wasn't around, always calling ahead of time to find out. It bothered Wanda a bit, she really wanted Pietro and Kurt to get to know each other. Though, Kurt also showed no interest in meeting with her brother. It was entirely frustrating.
The summer was winding down. Everyone at the institute was gearing up to start school. A week before the first day, the Professor had asked Wanda and Kurt to come to his office for a meeting.
Wanda held Talia in her arms as they sat, the Professor watching them from his desk. He smiled warmly at the little girl. "She's already a month old. Amazing how fast time goes."
"5 weeks," Wanda corrected.
"Yes," the Professor replied. "Well, as you know, the school year starts in one. I've brought you here to discuss it. I expect you both to be returning to classes."
Wanda and Kurt looked to each other. Kurt turned to the Professor. "I am planning to return," he told him. "I graduate this year anyhow, it'll be good to complete it. But Wanda…" he trailed off.
"I'm not going," Wanda shook her head.
"Wanda," the Professor began. "I understand your hesitance. But your education is important, and I would not be doing you any favors by allowing you to miss out on it."
"No," Wanda told him firmly. "How am I supposed to go to school and leave my baby?"
"We discussed it, Professor," Kurt started. "I will return, and Wanda will stay home with Talia."
"I see you've made your own plans," Xavier sat back. "But I can't allow it. You need an education, Wanda."
"No I don't," she shifted the baby against her. "I need to be a mother to my child. My daughter needs me. That is all I'm concerned with."
The Professor lifted a brow at her. "Do you think about your future? What you will do with your life?"
She looked to the baby. "She is my future," she said to him. "Being her mother is exactly what I want to do with my life. I've never had any type of aspirations, until I became pregnant. Now, this is what I want." Wanda turned to look at Kurt, with a small smile. "Along with being his wife."
Kurt reached over and put his hand over hers. The Professor leaned forward onto the desk. "This is all well and good, but it does not meet my requirements," he sighed. He paused, looking between them, then continued. "I'll compromise. Kurt, you will return to classes in a week. Wanda, we'll look into night classes, when Talia is a little older."
Wanda and Kurt looked at each other. Before she could respond, he did. "Ok."
"Excellent," the Professor smiled at them.
~&Q~
"Why'd you agree to that?" Wanda asked Kurt as they left the office.
"Why not?" Kurt shrugged. "It's a good compromise."
"Yeah, but I don't want to do night classes," she scowled. "Who is supposed to take care of Talia while I'm away at class?"
Kurt raised a brow. "Me? What, do you think I can't?"
Wanda rolled her eyes. "No." Talia's eyes opened and she began to squirm. Kurt plucked her from Wanda's arms.
"Wouldn't it be fun?" he smiled at the girl. "While Mommy takes classes, Daddy would take such good care of you. Wouldn't you like that, mien liebling?"
Wanda crossed her arms at him. "I still don't want to."
"Well, we have a few months," Kurt shrugged. "We'll see how it goes?"
~&Q~
It was lonely once school officially started. There was no one around the mansion at all. Even the adults found themselves busier during the school year. On top of that, once everyone returned from school, there was homework, keeping them busy there. Being his senior year, Kurt was more overburdened with work than anticipated. Wanda found herself with few breaks from the baby, as Kurt had less time to spend with her.
Wanda never minded being with Talia, but going from having a fully dedicated partner to someone who spent the entire day away and was barely there for bedtime was wearing on her fast. They still tried to split duties as much as possible, but it seemed to be falling on her more and more. Once or twice he had not come home right after school, staying til late, without telling her. It annoyed her, but she let it slide.
She didn't bring it up to Kurt, knowing how stressed he was with school. But it was starting to get to her. One evening, it all came to a head.
The cries woke her, Wanda rolling over to glance at the clock. 3:30am. She sighed, closing her eyes. It was Kurt's turn.
Talia continued to cry, and Wanda felt no movement from her boyfriend. "Kurt," she sighed. "Get up."
He was still. Wanda pushed against him. "It's your turn." There was a small groan out of him, but still he didn't move. "Don't even pretend you don't hear her. Get up."
"I have class," he said, not even opening his eyes.
Wanda stared at him a moment, before shoving at him hard, pushing him right out of the bed. He hit the floor with a loud thump. "Ow! What the hell?!"
She stood and picked up the wailing baby. "Class?!" She turned away from him, and headed into the nursery. Taking a seat, she got Talia settled and feeding.
Kurt followed her in. "What was that?" he glared at her.
"Go back to sleep, you have class in the morning," she glared back.
"Wanda!" he threw his hands up. "I need to be rested for class. I want to be able to finish school, and I won't if I fail out of everything."
"Oh, I know how important school is," she looked away from him. "So important that you can't find a god damned minute in your day to dedicate to us."
"That's not true," he furrowed his brow. "You know that's not true."
"Am I the only one in this relationship who is sacrificing anything?" she turned to him. "Do you have any idea how exhausting it is to be alone with the baby all day?! And as soon as you come home it's homework and training and then you collapse in our bed without a thought. Just expect that I'll take care of Talia and now you won't even wake up when it's your turn! We agreed to taking turns!" Wanda paused, looking away again. "I can't do it all myself, Kurt. I can't. I love her, and I love being a mother, but I need help."
Kurt sighed and sat in a chair across from her. "I'm sorry. Liebe, I didn't realize," he paused. "I don't know how to do both. I know how to be a student, and I know how to be a father, but I don't know how to be both at the same time." He reached out a hand and put it on her arm.
She looked to him sadly. "You need to figure it out," she told him. "Please."
"There is no one more important in this world to me than you and Talia," he told her. "I will, I promise. I will do better." He paused. "I think, maybe, you should consider those night classes."
She snapped to him at his change of subject. "Why would I do that?"
"It'll be good for you," he shrugged. "Like the Professor said, you need your education. And maybe having time away from the baby will be good."
Wanda rolled her eyes, swapping the baby to her other breast. "'Like the Professor said', I swear, sometimes you all sound like a cult."
Kurt narrowed his eyes at her. "He's right, Wanda," he started.
"No he's not," she looked to her daughter. "All I need to know is how to take care of my baby. That's all I care about."
"Don't you think this'll help you?" He asked her. "Plus having time away?"
Wanda snapped her eyes to him. "I do not want to be away from her," she said firmly. "Ever. I don't even know how you do it."
Kurt sighed. Talia had finished feeding and squirmed uncomfortably in her mother's arms. Wanda stood and held her out to him. "She needs to be changed."
Kurt took the baby into his arms. "Alright," he sighed again, and brushed a kiss on the infant's head.
