Rebecca had been wondering what blue would be! It was a relatively common eye color, so she knew it was coming. An electric baby was dangerous, but realistically, probably more manageable than a puddle baby, which was her best guess. It was fortunate she and Jesse had experience leading and managing an eclectic band of X-Men; that made them adaptable where other parents would be losing their minds.

Adaptability was good. Life changed. People changed. Situations changed, and survival meant adjusting and learning something new. Gawain had something new on his plate now, and time would tell how he and Becca handled this shake up of the status quo.

”Different, eh? Different isn’t bad, right?” Rebecca did not want to make comparisons to her relationship and the… whatever it was between Gawain and Becca, but she could relate to that notion. Her and Geo had something special and real, but with Jesse, things were just… different, and it was the right kind of different. ”Well, far be it for me to press. Maybe when the dust settles, you two can talk about what ‘different’ means.”

Rebecca stood from her seat, reaching into a drawer to pull out gloves from one of her X-Uniforms. She knew the gloves were designed using a resistive material. She walked back to Jesse, giving the tired father a kiss on the cheek and taking their electric stone baby, bracing herself for the weight now that the baby was no longer floating. She walked back to Gawain, smiling at her cooing child. ”If this ex really wanted to isolate Becca from her support, then don’t let her get in her own head and let that happen. Whatever you two are, you work together.”

Dropping her mature, serious nature, Rebecca switched into a light, babyspeak voice directing her baby’s attention to Gawain. ”Isn’t that right, Alex? Uncle Gawain should stop being a scaredy-pants and talk to Auntie Becky?” They were not a true aunt or uncle, but it was the easiest way to refer to two doppelgangers who would likely be around to see the gender-shifting baby grow up.

>>”Different, eh? Different isn’t bad, right?... Well, far be it for me to press. Maybe when the dust settles, you two can talk about what ‘different’ means.”

"Not bad, but sure as hell confusing" Gawain muttered. Really, he could not define different in this case. It wasn't the same thing he had with Twyla, or Ami, or even Eve. It was not the huge rush of love hormones and the courting and the... relationship stuff. It was more like the two of them lying on a couch watching movies and not caring that neither of them was wearing pants.

>>”If this ex really wanted to isolate Becca from her support, then don’t let her get in her own head and let that happen. Whatever you two are, you work together.”

They did. As a team. And if Mirror wanted to make sure Agnes did not succeed, then it was a mission, not a personal problem. If someone attacked one of the X-men, that was an attack on all of them. And other teamwork things.

"Thanks, Becca."

Becca went and got the baby, who was not floating anymore, but none the less required protective gear.

>>”Isn’t that right, Alex? Uncle Gawain should stop being a scaredy-pants and talk to Auntie Becky?”

The baby was freaking adorable.

"I'm just gonna acknowledge that your baby is an alternate universe child of me and my best friend" Gawain noted, looking at the mismatched baby eyes "Because that needs to be said. Not that it makes it sound any less weird out loud..."

"My baby just shocked me. Get in line." Jesse noted, poking his head into the living room. "But I concur with my wife."

Becca could be a silly sometimes, but she was a smart girl and a good person; Rebecca was glad her doppelganger was a girl like her. They had an age difference of a few years, so Rebecca usually looked at the younger girl like a little sister. She wanted the best for Becca, and she would make an effort to reach out once things settled down with Alex, but in the meantime, if she could leave Becca in anyone’s capable hands, Gawain would be her first choice.

Alex seemed to smile at the boy, reaffirming Rebecca’s great judge of character. They were all learning to navigate a bold new world...s together, but Gawain had a point: they had to at least acknowledge the bizarre nature of their friendly “family” structure.

Rebecca smiled broadly, tickling Alex’s tummy. ”Oh, it’s bloody weird, but I think we’re all getting the hang of it. By the time you and Becca have one of your own, it’ll barely feel odd,” she teased.

The baby made baby noises, and despite the stone thing and the floating thing and the shocking thing, it looked just like any other baby. Gawain smiled and wiggled his fingers from a safe distance, and earned himself a toothless baby smile (or at least a facial expression that could have been a smile). Becca and Jesse managed to make a darn adorable (if potentially deadly) baby somehow. He wondered what the other Becca would have to say to that.

>>”Oh, it’s bloody weird, but I think we’re all getting the hang of it. By the time you and Becca have one of your own, it’ll barely feel odd,”

Gawain's face fell, and he gave Impact a look.

"Now you're not helping" he pointed out "I already had a baby once... well, I thought it was mine, anyway. I have never been so scared in my life, and I have seen some sh*t on the X-team."

"Welcome to the world of parenthood" Jesse grumbled from the background.

"I don't know about you, but the other Becca would beat me to death with a frying pan."