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ironspiderfourteen‌:

Isaac leaned into the hug, freeing an arm to wrap around Bobbi.   She was the one person he trusted completely.   (Beaker qualified as an animal not a person.)  The contact giving him an inner warmth unlike any other.   It made him rather reluctant to let go.

“I will seek those books out.  Observe some families.”  There were other infants in Haven.   Ways to gather some information for post birth anyways.  “What do older brothers do?”

She stayed in contact, sensing his reluctance to separate.  She thought it was a good thing, that he felt comfortable with affection now.

“Well, I never had an older brother.  But from what I’ve been given to understand, and by my experience of being an older sister, they’re protectors.  They’re teachers, of the less conventional lessons.  Although I also helped my little brother with his homework, so I did the conventional lessons as well.”  She smiled.

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bishopsbowandarrows‌:

Kate followed along in suit, sitting across from Bobbi and yawning slightly before digging in. “I have! Of course, I caught up with Cassie. I saw Teddy, too. I know Tommy and David are around here somewhere but I’ve yet to properely greet them,” she explained. “I can tell that Teddy and Tommy are likely hurting that Billy isn’t here.”

She coughed, not allowing the conversation to sadly drop. “But, yeah, it’s been nice seeing them. There’s still so many people here to catch up with! Laura is here too. Haven has been really great so far.”

“It’s hard to be missing someone in all of this,” Bobbi sighed.  “At least they can miss him together.”  She wondered if that made it better or worse.  She held her hope that Benny was alright somewhere tight in the clenched fist of her heart, but the only one who knew him was Clint, and Clint had only ever received brief, harsh words from her brother.

“Did you know Laura before this then?”  Bobbi asked conversationally, it was always funny how the super teams intersected and overlapped.  Bobbi had met the first Wolverine a few times, but when she met the current one, it was under the current circumstances.

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causewere-connected‌:

Just to remind himself of said scar, Tony attempted to angle his view from over his shoulder. It was one of those points of interest that he knew about but seemed to overlook until reminded of it again. An additional perk of the prompt was he was able to catch a cracking view of Bobbi’s ‘perkier’ assets. His scar, not unlike the mental ones, was in a rather concealed place and to be fair it wasn’t like he had anyone trying to break down the door in a lust haze to reach him.  

Not like the good old days, well the days before Pepper had made an honest man of him. 

Tony grinned back before tilting his head in order to stretch his neck, feeling the slight crack as he rotated the joints. “Metrosexual” there was a hint of humour in his tone as he repeated the key word in the sentence. “Now there’s a term I never thought I’d hear again, but hey, we all make do with what we have. You done?” As if to keep some lightness to the conversation Tony carefully and brazenly wriggled his hips, it was to show off but also to get a feel for the slight freedom the stitches had previously held back. He was well and truly on the mend and it felt amazing.

Reaching for his discarded top, Tony turned to kiss Bobbi lightly on the cheek, whispering unintentionally close to her ear, “what would I ever do without you?” 

“I’m done.”  She took off her gloves and laughed at his little display.  “I don’t know what we’re gonna do when we run out of these,” she flung the gloves into a small sterile bin.

She grinned at the kiss, but was surprised at the very sincere whisper.  “Well, you’d have an uglier scar back there.  I used my super secret sewing skills.”  She winked at him.  But, she wanted to give a sincere answer back, “I’m really glad you made it back here.  I feel like you support me for my poor decisions and not in spite of them, which is a bit of the vibe I get from other people who know what this parenting situation will look like.  I want my baby to know their Uncle Tony.  And I’d like you to make me my first gin and tonic when I’m good to drink again.”  She grinned.

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survivingwidow‌:

Natasha’s thoughts strayed to her daughter for just a moment, but that was all it took to feel the familiar crushing despair fill her chest. She allowed herself one day, one day a year to think of her, to mourn her loss, but recently, it had been harder to keep her thoughts away… The grief she felt over Rose had been the one thing Natasha had never been able to shake. 

She missed most of what Bobbi said, looking back up to her and catching just the last few words. 

“I should go… Thanks for you help, Bobbi. I’ll see you again next week?” Natasha asked, sliding off the exam table

“Oh, sure.”  She realised that she had lost Natasha a little towards the end there.  She hadn’t expected such an abrupt departure.  “Yeah come by again next week, we’ll see how things are going.  I’ll ask the kitchen to leave me some specimens to practice eye surgery, okay?”

She felt like she was missing something important.  But she also knew that Natasha was intensely private, and would hardly be eager to share whatever had distracted her.  It wasn’t often that something affected Natasha to the point of distraction.

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justanoldsoldier‌:

Steve’s smile glowed as he picked up on the movement under his hand.  This was their baby.   Living, growing, stretching under his hand.   Nothing meant more in this moment.   “That is incredible.”  A dream of his finally coming to life.

“I was thinking, the baby could call me Pa, if that works for you.  I didn’t think it would be a name that Clint wanted to claim.  Make things easier to sort out.”  It was what he called his father.   A link to a man a very long time dead.   “We’ll have to start thinking about names soon.”

“I thought you might go with something like that.  Pa, or Papa, or Da.”  She grinned, “Those seem old and Irish to me, I don’t know how accurate that is though.”  Her fingers stroked again through his hair.

“Have you got any names in mind?”  She asked, Steve was a guy who had lost a lot of people.  She thought there was a good chance there was someone he would want to honour.  Bobbi wondered about her own losses, and the various reasons she didn’t feel motivated to name a child after any that came to mind.

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agentjemmaannesimmons‌:

Jemma leaned over to pull Bobbi in for another hug. “I’m so happy for you,” she told her friend. “This is a good thing,” she said. It was a half statement, half question. She wanted Bobbi to feel comfortable talking to her, no matter what. Bobbi deserved her unconditional friendship, because that’s what Bobbi gave her in return. “I’m sorry I was so selfish. But I want to be here for you now,” Jemma said.

“My timing could have been better, but yes, it’s a good thing.  It’s what I want.”  She squeezed Jemma gently, grinning.  “And you get to be selfish when you’re sick.  That’s how we recover.”  She put the vitamin supplements in Jemma’s hands then, “And this should help get you back to normal.”

She moved to take her seat again, “So anyway, that’s why I’ve had Steve and Clint coming down to the labs if they catch me late for lunch, if you spotted that.”

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ironman-was-taken‌:

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Haven. 

It was the place they had been looking for, for far too long. Inside held the answer to the burning question ‘was his daughter here?’ The last two going on three years hadn’t been the kindest years but they’d survived, he’d practically dragged Hope from pillar to post to find this place, mostly for the sake of Cassie but for there own well being. 

Mentally, he’d asked himself just how they did it, and honestly, it was down to luck. No doubt about it. The coordinates had been clear but there biggest issues had been the obstacles getting in their way - one step forward two steps back.

He was beyond happy, so happy he could have kissed the nearest ant or mangled spider but that would have been weird and yeah, definitely disgusting. Sleep deprivation  - wow, it did strange things to a guys trail of thought. “I doubt a bite on my ass cheek is gonna be a serious cause for concern” Scott quickly quipped back with a smug smirk crossing his features. He’d begun raising his arms to mimic a poorly portrayed zombie when someone addressed his partner in crime. 

The direction his hand quickly changed to point at Hope and then himself. “And Scott, we come as a pair”

Hope grinned at Scott and teased; “bites are what caused all this, remember?” she whispered, nudging him gently in the ribs with her elbow. Hope smiled at him; they had done all of this together. Survived together. She was proud of them, proud of him… 

Hope’s gaze strayed from Scott as the door opened; the woman who had entered the room had seemed familiar to Hope, but it wasn’t until she had spoken did she place where she knew her. “Bobbi?..” She was certainly shocked to see her old friend. Especially since she’d heard she was dead… “What-?” Hope glanced back to Scott and realised he clearly had no more answers than she did. 

“Scott this is Bobbi, we did a summer internship together at my Pym Technologies… Bobbi, this is Scott. He’s my- partner” she said, for lack of a better word. How else do you describe Scott Lang?.. Besides, Scott was right; they came as a pair. 

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She let the astonishment subside, and paused to think of where she had seen Scott.  Realisation dawned, “Scott who spilled a very sticky cocktail on my suede ankle boots at Tony Stark’s 2015 New Year’s Eve party?”

Hope fell into the part of Bobbi’s life that she had to give up due to being unceremoniously killed off by a certain spymaster.  She had thought of Hope over the years, seen the news of her taking over Pym Technologies in San Francisco.  She wished she had been able to reach out.  She also wondered if Hope had seen Bobbi’s name come up when the leaked SHIELD files were being analysed in the press.

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notjustadudewithabow‌:

“Well yeah I am awesome with kids.  I can learn how to be awesome with babies.  Gerry likes me.”  Which totally true the kid napped on him when he held him for Jess before.  Sure a toddler but close to an infant.   “You aren’t going to make me read those baby books are you?”   Maybe he could get Bobbi’s duckling to read them and give him a low-down.

He liked having her tucked close.  It fed something deep in him. Clint may not have his feelings straight but a part of him enjoyed playing protector when needed.   Numerous examples of that in his life.   Like Lucky the one-eyed dog.  

“I’m not going to make you do anything, you get to decide how prepared to be a dad you are.”  She replied, giving him a significant ‘do the right thing’ look.  She wouldn’t force him to do anything he didn’t want to do, although she couldn’t imagine entering into this without reading everything she possibly could.

“I did think though, we should sign to the baby while we talk from the very beginning, so it’ll come naturally, and you’ll always be able to communicate.”

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jxssdrxw‌:

Jessica nodded, trying to remain optimistic. Her friends were out there, she had to believe that… “You speak to Nat about San Francisco?” Their friend had been at a place like this; smaller, and no superhero cover, but like this none-the-less. 

Jess had overheard talking from one of the X-Men kids that there were places like this all over the world; not all as welcoming as Haven, but people rebuilding communities, places of safety… There was a chance their friends could be at any of these, helping out. 

“I did,” though not as much as she might have.  Natasha’s failing sight had been at the forefront of Bobbi’s conversations with Natasha.  But that was private for now.  “I doubt that was the only other settlement on this continent.  We could have friends all over the place.”

Bobbi sipped her tea.  “I wonder if they’re doing as well as us.”

Coffee Break

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gabbyx23‌:

Gabby shrugged a little. She guessed she understood… “Do you have tattoos?” she asked, looking over at Bobbi. 

Gabby had scars on her face, but nothing like a piercing or a tattoo. She guessed without the scars, she’d grow up to be an exact double of Laura…

Bobbi shook her head, “I might think about getting one after I have the baby, I know one of our new nurses was a tattooist before all this.”  She said thoughtfully, “I never settled on what I might want.  And then I became a spy, and it’s better not to have anything permanent or distinctive for people to identify you with.  I can take out jewellery, and I can dye my hair, it’s harder to reliably cover a tattoo.”  She grinned, “But I’m not a spy anymore.”

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roguexannamarie‌:

It was more information than she had asked for, but she nodded and took a mental note in the event it would useful in the future. 

“So. What happens now?..” Anna asked, looking up to the other woman. She had seen a psychic, an engineer and a doctor, none of whom could explain away her current lack of memories or tell her if they’d ever come back. She was left to rely on these strangers, who if telling the truth, were some of her closest friends, but for all she knew, everything they said could be a lie. 

She had been alone for weeks, no memories, no company, no shelter. And she’d survived. But somehow, here, she found herself feeling even more lost than ever…

“What happens now, I guess, is I clean up your scrapes and we give you a bed to sleep in.  I heard from Ororo that you wanted to stay in the infirmary for now, lie low a little?”  She could understand that.  Seeing a whole lot of people who know you when you don’t know them would be jarring, even upsetting.

“Do you need anything else from me, though?”  She asked, pausing as she checked her supplies to look at Rogue.

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maynotthecavalry‌:

May raised her brow at Bobbi’s answer. She wasn’t judging her. She respected her too much for that and knew Bobbi always made her own decisions. May would always respect the decisions Bobbi made for herself. And, of course, May knew of Bobbi’s complicated relationship with Clint, so she wasn’t exactly surprised by any of it. May gripped her hands on Bobbi’s arm, trying to gesture support. “How are you feeling? This is a lot to take on at once.”

The shrug that Bobbi gave wasn’t flippant, rather it was a little helpless.  “I mean, I’ve never dipped my toe when I could dive straight in, have I?”  She laughed, but it came off nervous, so she decided to own up.  “I know it’s a lot.  And I coordinate the hospital so I know the limitations of our medical facilities.  And this baby is at least half superhuman and that could be a whole thing.”  She exhaled slowly, “I mean, even though it’s a lot to take on, it’s kind of a get on board or get run down deal, isn’t it?”

She paused a second, she hadn’t voiced what she was about to say to anyone.  But May had a way of making you want to tell her the truth.  Bobbi supposed it was what made her such a good spy.  “I just wish I wasn’t doing this without my mom, you know?  This feels like a time when I should have my mom.”

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Bobbi: I’m going to stab someone.

Maria: Manners, Morse.

Bobbi: Politely, I’m going to stab someone politely.

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Oh, Bobbi…Nooooo!

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ironspiderfourteen‌:

Isaac focused on Bobbi and then nodded his permission.   He found her touch comforting.  It reinforced the concept that he did indeed belong with her.  That is what families did, correct?   At least from the observations he saw they were comfortable in each other’s personal space.

“Beaker isn’t high enough on the intelligence scale to use logic.  He is all emotions, instinct and what I taught him.”   Isaac couldn’t help murmuring as he let the young dog lick his face.   His pet liked him just the way he was.   Bobbi also accepted him as is.   The lack of pressure affirming  as it was bewildering.

She wrapped him in a warm hug, grinning, and stroked the back of his hair affectionately.  She pulled away after a moment.  

“I imagine foetal development and early childhood were not components of your education.  I’m sure you can find some books to look into that if you want to.”  Learning about things AIM wasn’t interested in teaching him seemed to be good for Isaac, and she knew he would want to know what was going on with her.  “And you can ask me questions as well.”

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