"You did install the car seat right?" Megan questions for the hundredth time to Alex who gives her an annoyed looked as she packs up her clothing in her bag, Cas (as she was dubbed by both Desmond and Ezio) sleeping in the little crib beside her. The baby had a dark mop of fuzz resting on the top of her head, a mix between both Alex's and Megan's natural hair colors, she also took after her father in the eyes department with her's being the same blue color just with not so much silver to them. Megan really couldn't have asked for more. She picks up the outfit she was going to be putting onto Cas which meant, sadly, that she was going to have to awaken the child from her peaceful slumber.

"Yes. The truck has the car seat in it."

"And you're not going to be driving like a bat out of hell are you?" At the worried tone that slithered into Megan's voice Alex had to give her a small smile, getting up and stilling her movements by hugging her.

"You worry too much. Relax." Megan leans back into him, closing her eyes briefly and taking a deep calming breath.

"I can't help it. It's new mom syndrome." She gives a light chuckle, knowing she did need to relax. She opens her eyes and focus' on the child sleeping beside them. "I feel sorry for her though." Alex's eyebrows drop slightly.

"What do you mean?"

Megan looks up at him, still in his arms, and gives him a quiet scoff. "Between you and the Assassins, she's going to die a virgin." Alex forces a deadpan look on his face. "You cannot deny that. Look how protective you are of me. I can only imagine just how much more you will with her." He continues on with the poker face he was giving her and she raises an eyebrow at him. Finally he couldn't fight the near evil grin that breaks out over his face. "See, she is. I fear for any future boyfriends."

Megan gets out of his arms, not that she wanted to be out of them but she still had things she needed to do, and finishes putting the few items of clothing in her bag. She hadn't packed many clothes but when Alex decided he was going to be staying there with her and Cas, the Assassins had to go fetch him some clothing which was now packed with the rest of her and the baby's clothes. Megan looks down at the baby and gives a little sigh, reaching down and picking the child up. She fusses a little, displeased with being awoken before she wanted to be, and Megan puts the little jacket, pants, and booties on her then pats her back and makes a soothing noise to help her go back to sleep. She turns when the door opens and stays open, seeing Alex with a nurse and a wheelchair. "Really? I've been up and about for two days and you're going to make me leave here in a wheelchair."

The young nurse gives her an exasperated sigh, as if she heard this more times than she cared and Megan could only think that she probably had. "Yes well, it's required or you don't get to be discharged." Alex walks over to the bed and picks up the duffle and diaper bags, leaning over to whisper to her.

"Could be worse." She shoots him a half-glare before looking back at the nurse.

"Fine, I'll get in the wheelchair."

"Dang that is some cold weather."

"Glad to hear your filter is working again." Alex says as Megan get the baby buckled into the seat, her little jacket having been taken off so she would fit, and he gets into the driver's seat. Megan gives him a look quickly before she looks back at the baby who settles down into the seat, eyes closed, and goes back to sleep. She sits back in her seat in the middle and releases a breath.

"Did I really call them chicken shit?" She questions as Alex pulls out of the drive of the hospital, happiness filling her that not only was she heading back home but that she was taking her daughter with her. The Assassins had come twice to the hospital and all of them seemed to be smitten with the little girl, so Megan knew that for watching and playing with the child she was going to have volunteers. Feedings there was a possibility because Shaun, Desmond, Ezio, and Leo had all done so fairly easily at the hospital. Altair, Malik (whom she couldn't blame), and Connor were slightly uncomfortable with the infant when placed in their care. She didn't really have any problems with them since they treated her like porcelain and were frightened to hold her to tight and also not tight enough. She knew enough of their pasts to let her make an educated guess on not having been around babies when they were growing up. It wouldn't take long for them to be comfortable with her though.

Alex drove carefully, the trip taking just slightly longer than two hours; they got stuck behind a snow plow for most of it. But neither Megan nor Alex complained about it, both worried over being safe for the child instead of making good time. Even if she hadn't of been in there they wouldn't because halfway to the house it started snowing heavily, nearing white out conditions at one point, before it turned to gentle and infrequent snow flurries. When they finally did make it home Megan was itching to get the baby out of the seat and into the house that she knew would be warm if not near stifling. The two oldest Assassins, having gotten used to the snow, still rather have the place very warm. But she wanted to look the baby over, see if there was a way to know if she had inherited some of her father's abilities. That worried the two of them more than anything. They didn't dare try anything while they had been in the hospital, in case a nurse or doctor managed to walk in.

"Welcome home." Megan whispers to Cas as she unbuckles the infant and takes her out, cooing as she makes noises of displeasure from both being picked up and having not only her little jacket put on but a blanket as well. Alex was at the door and waiting for her when she turns to it, him opening the door and letting her out then following her inside. He shakes off the snow from his shoulders and from hers as well. Megan uncovers the child and walks into the living room, finding all the Assassins inside there sitting around the room, and as soon as the child was spotted Leo was standing with his arms open to help her with removing the jacket and booties. Megan hands off the child to the Italian painter then turns around to Alex and takes the diaper bag. She goes over to the counter and pulls out some things, including a bottle of milk. She hears Cas begin to fuss and then both of the Italian men speaking low to her in their native tongue.

She removes her jacket and then turns around, taking the items with her to the couch. She receives the child from the painter and begins to feed her. Alex takes the duffle bag and her jacket, taking them upstairs and emptying the dirty clothes to the hamper after hanging up the jacket. He sits on the bed.

Daughter, he now had a daughter. A daughter who was just as beautiful as her mother. He was just worried what she would think when she was older and able to understand what he was and what she could be as well, and also the Assassins. Would she blame him? Resent him? Would she hate all of them?

Worse off, would she hate her mother for her choice?

He shakes his head, attempting to rid the thoughts from his mind. There was time to worry about that later. Right now she was tiny and accepting. He gets up and exits the room, going down the stairs and around the banister. He pauses when he sees Megan without the child. Had he been up there worrying longer than he thought? But Megan turns to him, as if she just knew he was there, and gives him a soft smile along with a small wave telling him to come over to her. He does as told, curious on who was holding the baby. Once past the answer was made clear. Ezio had the child and was fighting off a grimace; he did not want to give the child back just yet.

"Alright Ezio, give me Cas. She needs to be changed." Megan holds out her hands, gently taking the child from him and then standing up. She walks over to the stairs and heads up them slowly, watching her steps. Alex watches her ascension up the stairs and then sits down on the couch. Around him the other men sat back down; Desmond, Shaun, and Ezio heading to the kitchen. Alex lets out a stressed breathe and scrubs his hands over his face. Everything was going to be different now. Just if it would be a good different or not he was unsure.

Leo pats his shoulder. "Rilassare il mio amico. Tutto sta andando bene.*" He stares at the man, Megan had been picking up the language out of fun but he didn't understand any of it. "Pardonami. Calm yourself, everything is fine. Take it day by day." The painter was right, he had to admit. For now, day by day would work.

"While this may be overwhelming at the moment, it will pass all too quickly. Enjoy this time, cherish it." Malik tells him, looking up to where the child's room was. His eyes were distant and jaded, remembering something from a long time ago. The floor creaks as Megan comes back down the stairs and around the banister. She had changed Cas' clothes; she was now wearing a gown. Megan had changed as well, putting on some pajama pants and removing her shoes. She passes the child off to her father, the baby curling up happily against him and the warmth he gave off. Megan veers to the kitchen and pulls out a mug and the hot chocolate mix, happily fixing herself a cup and popping it in the microwave.

Once finished she takes the mug over to the couch and sits opposite of Alex after placing the mug down on the end table.

"Altair, you wanna hold her for a little while?" Said man jerks towards her in surprise, unsure. Megan pats the spot infront of her on the couch, signaling for him to sit in front of her, and with trepidation he does. Alex passes the child over to her and before Megan hands her to him, she looks over at Altair. "Are your hands clean?"

"Of course." He gives her a flat look which she just let roll off of her, helping him to hold the child. He stares at the baby in wonder and Megan can't help to think that he hadn't spent much time around babies. Well that was going to change since the child was staying. Of course each time Altair would shift his grip Megan's heart seemed to skip a beat and Alex tried to keep himself from laughing at her. The both of them could tell that the child had already wormed her way past barriers, probably nestling herself down in their hearts with no plans on moving.

"Oh yeah Megan. You got a party invite." Desmond says, going through the stack of letters that sat on the bar beside him.

"Party? Oh! New Years, almost forgot about it." She looks over at him with her brows furrowed slightly. Did she need to go? No, the new born needed her more than anything. The feeling that griped her about her possibly leaving, even for an hour or two, she didn't care for. She shakes her head in the negative. "Nah, trash it. The baby needs me more than anyone at a party."

"It's from your publishing company." He says after reading the front of it.

"You're joking."

"Nope."

"Open it and see if its mandatory." Megan says with a slight flinch as he tears open the back of it. He did so with a little too much gusto in her opinion.

"You have to make an appearance." Shaun tells her after removing the letter from Desmond's hands. He skims over it before his eye brows shoot up to his hairline. "The place is near here. Apparently someone in the company moved close to your location."

"So they want me to do a meet and greet?"

"Essentially." Megan runs her hands over her face.

"I can't believe they want me to do a meet and greet tomorrow. I just got back from giving birth." Megan mumbles to Alex as she puts the infant in the crib she had him pull into their room. They had baby monitors but she wanted Cascade closer than the width of the hallway away. Alex himself was laying down on the bed, his own body tired from the last few days. She, on the other hand, didn't seem to be all that exhausted to him and had excepted the lack of sleep much better than he. Then again, he knew she had done this before with her nieces and nephews so perhaps she was just falling into an old habit. Once the child was covered with a blanket and Megan was positive she was asleep does the woman near leap into the bed. She snuggles into Alex's side, seeking the warmth he always gave off.

He holds her close, nuzzling her hair. He had to admit that he never would have thought he would change as much as he had and all because of this woman. He had been borderline sociopath, a killer, a terrorist, and many other things but she had accepted that and allowed him to change if he wanted to. She had accepted all of them and asked nothing of them. Then he had fallen in love with her and she with him and now they had a child together. Two years. It took two years for him to change his way of thinking, having seen the world in only black and white and now it was in vibrant color. He could care less about being around other people but wanted to be around her. And now his daughter caused that same vibrant world her mother had started to be even more colorful and worth being in.

He looks down at her, about to say something, and notices she was already asleep; face smooth and her breathing even. He gives a quiet chuckle, shaking his head slightly, and leans down to her ear. "I love you." He whispers to her and she moves slightly, tightening her grip on his person; the words were now easier to say than they had been. He kisses the top of her head and breathes out slowly, feeling himself drift off into sleep.

Megan awoke several times throughout the night to the baby about to fuss from hunger or needing to be changed, going downstairs to warm the bottles. Alex, she noted, was like the dead. Unable to hear anything. But she really couldn't blame him since he had done this while she was recuperating in the hospital. Still, he was going to be helping her after he got a little sleep back. In the morning, Malik had breakfast ready and the baby was downstairs in the arms of Ezio; changed, fed, and in a new (and terribly cute) outfit. Her little eyes roamed around the room and people, taking in the environment she was now in. Megan goes over to the bar and sits, a plate of food appearing infront of her and she eats while talking to the rest of the Assassins.

"Are you going to the party tonight?" Connor questions her, sitting down beside her at the bar, and she glances over to him quickly before her eyes return to the Italian two with her child.

"Probably not. I just… don't want to be away from her." She answers and makes a small motion towards the now three around the baby, Desmond having taken her from Ezio and was now sitting back on the couch in a lounged position with the little girl asleep on his chest. She had a sinking suspicion that this was going to become a regular thing no matter what she did or told them. The ceiling makes a creaking noise, alerting them to the now awakened Alex.

"Perhaps you should. We can manage with the child for a few hours." Malik says to her and she turns around to face him. He was giving her a sincere look, an almost smile ghosting on his face. She pauses remembering the address and calculating the time needed to get there, play nice, shake a few hands, and then get back. An hour? Maybe an hour and a half at most, if she was being generous?

But she didn't want to be generous. She didn't want to be around anyone but the people inside the house right now. That thought makes her reel a little. She needed to get out, even at her worst before they showed up in her life she never not wanted to go somewhere like the movies or the theatre or mall or anywhere. She was becoming a hermit a little to much for her liking, even if it was winter. Pregnancy she could understand but her employers wished she come and meet some of the people who worked for them. She could manage that much atleast she figured. She needed to force herself to do things she didn't necessarily want to anymore.

Alex makes it around the banister and yawns widely, still looking like he was asleep. Megan stifles her laughter when he takes the seat on the other side of her, going for the coffee. She turns to him. "We're going tonight for maybe an hour, if you want." The look he gives her was blank and uncomprehending, still to asleep to make sense of the words. "The New Year's party." Still nothing. She sighs. "Drink your coffee." She giggles when he does, seemingly on autopilot. "Don't get how you're tired, I was up all night." She mumbles, turning back to Desmond and Cas. Both were asleep, the man snoring quietly, and one hand on top of childs back to keep her in place and also to keep her warm. "Ezio, did you get the blanket this morning?"

Ezio nods and retrieves it, draping it over the two. "You know this will be happening quite often, it gives him reason to nap."

"Yeah, I had the feeling." Megan answers with a mock long suffering huff.

"Ok, there's plenty of milk in the fridge. You know how to warm it and how warm it should be right?" Megan receives exasperated sighs from the men as she puts on her jacket and scarf. She was worrying again.

"Yes mother. And we know the number to the police and fire department." Shaun remarks snidely, a smile wanting to break out over his face. She shoots him a look.

"I am one." She counters and he rolls his eyes. "Still, she should wake in like half an hour hungry."

"We know." The Assassins remark at the same time, keeping their voices low so as not to wake the infant sleeping in the cradle they had downstairs in the living room, just feet from where they stood. The entire day they were being shown how to care for the child and she was vehement on how it should be done. They of course already knew, having read the same care books that she had. But they allowed her, not wanting her to panic the entire time she was gone. Though she was doing a pretty good job of it and she wasn't even near the door. Alex rolls his eyes and walks over to her, bending down to whisper something into her ear. She shoots him a dirty look before crossing over to the baby and giving her a quick peck on the head, patting her gently as well.

Alex waits patiently for her at the front door and then opens it, allowing her out first. In just the few days since giving birth Megan had seemed to lose the weight she had gained for pregnancy and easily fit back into her normal clothes. She wore a gray cashmere sweater, slightly oversized and hanging off one shoulder to show the black tank top underneath, and a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, tan leather knee high boots that were made to seem just a little too big completed the ensemble. She had his jacket, as always, over her clothing and he now wore another one, a black bomber jacket, over his white shirt. She casts one more look down the short hallway before he herds her out, heading for the SUV.

When they finally got to the house it was packed. Cars and trucks and SUV's were on either side of the road and, with some trepidation, they park and head inside. There was a flood of noise that greeted them, people shouting and wishing them well. Megan wanted to find a spot on the wall and hang out there for a little while, long enough that her presence would be noticed and then she would be on her way with Alex. She was already feeling bad that she had left her child. Did her sister and sister-in-law's handle this? More importantly, how did they without feeling like scum?

Alex drags her off to the punch bowl, getting them both something that was non-alcoholic, and they just hang around there for a little while with Megan greeting various people she kind of knew from the publishing company. When Megan wasn't paying attention does someone touch her shoulder causing her to jump and turn quickly, finding Jessica holding her hands up with an apologetic look on her face. Around her were four other people, two men and two women, who all looked just as sheepish as she did.

"Sorry, sorry. Didn't mean to scare you." Megan gives her a little smile and nods.

"No, it's ok. I wasn't paying attention." She takes a breath before her smile widens. "Jessica, how have you been?"

Jessica laughs, adjusting the shirt she was wearing. "I've been good. How are you?"

"I actually just had a baby." Jessica's eyes widen.

"No, when?"

"The 27th." Megan laughs lightly. The two women had talked some once more becoming friends. Jessica hadn't told her what she did as a job and Megan hadn't told her as well. When Megan had found out she was pregnant only a week earlier had the other woman told her she had to go somewhere on business and she hadn't spoken since.

"That's wonderful!" She gushes, giving her a quick hug. "Oh! Let me introduce some of my co-workers. This is Kelvin," one of the men steps forward with bleach blonde hair and brown eyes. He was taller than Megan, possibly around 5 foot 9, and gives her a handshake. "Peter." The other man then steps forward to shake her hand, maybe around the same height as Kelvin, and he had coifed light brown hair and brown eyes that were behind black framed glasses. "Thea and Rachel." The first woman steps up, curly red hair that was cropped short framed her pretty blue eyes, introducing herself as Thea. She was about the same height as Megan. The other woman then shakes her hand with a firm grip, large smile plastered on her face and crinkling her own green eyes. She had black hair in a pixy cut and was just slightly smaller than Megan.

Megan then introduces them to Alex and they share a little more small talk, telling the other a little of what they might do for the coming year. They then bid the other goodbye and went on their ways, Megan and Alex leaving for home. She had reached her limit on being away from her child and wanted to make sure she was alright.

What ho? ANOTHER CHAPTER!? I think I may have re-found my groove.

I wanna thank two new followers, WingedxSapphire and Your-watery-grave. Your-watery-grave also added this story to their favorites list so thank you for that.

Now for the reviewer:

Raychaell Dionzeros: I have to agree with you. Alex would definitely be one of those dads in my opinion. And I'm so glad that you 'lurve' my story deary. And I love that word lol.

Hack Generation: Just be patient. I have a plan. I couldn't help it with Alex passing out, just to funny to pass up. XD

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*- The translation I pretty much gave in the story but here is what Babel Fish told me what it means (I know, I know. Online translation sites I need to be careful with.) : Relax my friend. Everything is going well.

Yup, two days since the last update and I already have a new chapter out. Feeling good. As always please pm, email, tweet, tumblr, review, fave, follow me if you enjoy this story. Till the next one!