Pietro took as much convincing as Kurt did. Wanda had no idea why they were so against each other, they barely knew each other. Finally, her brother agreed to meet them at the institute for a few hours.

The weather was cooling, as they moved into October. It was hard for Wanda to believe that soon Talia would be three months old. Unbelievable that three months had almost passed since this girl had entered her life. It seemed like a lifetime ago.

The day for Pietro's visit came, and Wanda bundled her girl up, worried about the chill in the air. "Are you so excited to see Uncle Pietro my girl?" she asked her, giving her a little tickle.

The girl kicked her feet, her fist in her mouth. Wanda smiled, looking to Kurt. "She loves her uncle."

Kurt rolled his eyes. "She's a baby."

"So?" Wanda looked to him. "She can love. She loves me and you, right?"

"Ja," Kurt moved up to them, taking the girl into his arms. "She's got good taste that way. But I guess no one's perfect."

"Will you stop," Wanda sighed. "Give my brother a chance, ok?"

Kurt cuddled his baby girl close. "I will, I promise."

Wanda grabbed the baby bag and they headed out the door, to meet Pietro by the lake. He was already there, standing, throwing rocks in, and turned when the little family arrived. His eye went right to the baby in Kurt's arms. "Heyyyy my little pixie!" he smiled wide at her.

Talia, for her part, pulled her finger from her mouth and smiled as well at her uncle. "Ohh, when did she start doing that?" Pietro turned to his sister.

"A couple days ago," Wanda replied. "She's got a beautiful smile, huh?"

"Like her mother," Kurt said, looking to Wanda. She poked him with her elbow.

Pietro looked to Kurt as well. "Uh, hey Wagner."

Kurt's eyebrow went up. "Hi Pietro."

Wanda took the girl from Kurt's arms. "Here," she held her out, and Pietro took her.

"Ahhh," Pietro pulled her to him. "My favorite girl. You've gotten big since I last saw you."

"She's growing like crazy," Wanda told him, moving to take a seat on the bench. "She doesn't fit into any of her newborn clothes anymore."

"Well, she's no newborn anymore," he said. "Pretty soon she won't be a baby anymore either."

"Let's not rush it," Wanda told him. She looked to Kurt, who just stood there silently. She gave him a look, and he moved to her, sitting down. She put her arm around him.

~&Q~

Pietro stayed for a while, playing with the baby, before he had to get going. He and Kurt barely said two words to each other, but they were at least cordial. Wanda realized this was a work in progress.

Halloween was coming up, the first real holiday they'd be celebrating with their new daughter. Wanda loved Halloween, the fun and dressing up, and she was so excited to put together a costume for the baby.

Talia had taken recently to sleeping through the night, a godsend for her exhausted parents. It was recent, and the first time Wanda woke at 5am without Talia's cries, she rushed to the bassinet to make sure the baby was ok. She was, soundly sleeping, and now it had been a week since she'd been doing that.

It allowed everyone to get more sleep, though Wanda still woke early, used to the schedule Talia had been on. This was one of those mornings, the only one awake, Wanda watching her boyfriend sleep. She didn't get much time to reflect anymore, the baby being so demanding, but right now, as she watched him breathing evenly in slumber, she thought about how lucky she was. Kurt was absolutely gorgeous, though few, she knew, would give him a second glance because of his mutation. A small smile crept over her face, as she crawled over to him. She kissed his neck, up to his cheek. He stirred, his eyes slitting open.

"Wanda?"

"Morning," she let her hand wander over him, moving to his stomach and inching lower.

He smiled at her. "How're you feeling this morning?"

She leaned in close. "You know how I'm feeling." She captured his lips in hers, straddling him. She pulled her shirt over her head, then leaned down again, pressing her chest against his.

Kurt's hands came to her waist. "It's been a while," he said between kisses.

"Too long," Wanda agreed. There was a small noise from the bassinet, and she paused, looking over to see Talia still asleep, but fidgeting. She sighed and looked down at him. "Let's be quick."

~&Q~

They were quick, though part of that was due to how long it had been since the last time they'd had sex. Thankfully, Talia had slept through it, though Wanda worried about the effect it could have had on her if she'd woken. Likely, it wouldn't have made any difference. It's not like a three month old could be traumatized by seeing her parents having sex.

As quick as it was, it was immensely satisfying. Wanda lay in Kurt's arms now, playing with the short fur on his chest. "That was nice."

"Ja," he kissed her head. "We should do it more often."

"If she'll keep sleeping like this, we can," Wanda told him.

"Maybe we should think about moving her into her room?" Kurt suggested.

Wanda shifted uncomfortably against him. "Not yet. She's still so young. I don't want to be that far away from her yet."

Kurt shrugged. "Ok." They were silent, enjoying each other's company. Wanda's brow furrowed as a thought came to her mind. "What's the date?"

"Uhhh," Kurt checked his phone. "October 22nd. Why?"

Wanda sat up, looking down at him. "It's a year. Do you remember?"

He lifted a brow at her, his hands going to rest behind his head. "A year for what?"

"That morning," she leaned her hands on his chest, resting her chin there. "When we conceived Talia? It was a year ago today."

"It was?" his other brow went up. "We used a condom this time, though, ja? So we don't have to worry."

She rolled her eyes at him. "Yes. Plus I'm on the pill. We have nothing to worry about," she looked to the bassinet. "I'm just saying, remember where we were a year ago? It's crazy how much things change."

He nodded, his hands now moving to skirt up her sides. "And two years ago, we did not even know each other."

"What was the date of our first date?" She laid her head down against him, listening to his heart beat.

"Which one was our first date?" he asked her.

"You know," she sighed. "The night we watched the meteor shower? Our first kiss?" She turned her head to look at him.

A smile spread across his lips. "Ja. That was in June, I think?" He thought a moment. "June 2nd. I remember, it was right before finals week."

"June 2nd," she smiled. "I was so nervous. I liked you so much, but I was afraid you didn't like me."

He furrowed his brow at her. "How could I not? You are the most amazing woman. I was scared. I liked you and I wanted to be with you, but you were so perfect and beautiful. When you leaned against me, I was shocked. Part of me didn't even want to ask to kiss you, but it took all my courage." He pulled both arms around her, squeezing him to her. "Look at us now."

She nodded, holding him tight as well. "Look at us. All three of us," she glanced over at the bassinet, their daughter awake but content. "When we get married, I want it to be June 2nd."

Kurt smiled. "Ja," he agreed.