Jay was sitting in the living room, holding Lavena in his arm, poking her cheek, "Hey, baby. Say Papa...say, Dada?"

"Ye-eh!" The little girl giggled in his arms, making Jay raise her, kiss her cheek, "Yesh, that's it! Say, Dada, say, Papa!"

A soft hand patted his head from behind, "She's barely three days old. There is no way she's going to speak."

Jay shot a look towards Natasha, seeing her lean over the sofa, stroking Lavena's head, "I learned to talk before the first sunset. She's my daughter...of course, she can learn to talk in three days."

"That's because you are a freak," Natasha took Lavena in her hands, raising her legs to cross the sofa, sitting down beside Jay.

She kept caressing Lavena's head, lovingly watching her, "This is my dear daughter...she can speak today...or a year later. Doesn't matter."

Jay put his hand around her shoulder, kissing Natasha's head, kissing her forehead. He traced her hand that was on Lavena's, "Ok. No pressure."

Lavena started giggling, raising her two tiny hands, when Jay put his finger between her fingers.

He softly looked at her dark blood red hair, her red-pink eyes, "This girl will be beautiful when she grows up."

Natasha smiled, "She's beautiful now."

Her face was soon filled with worry, "Jay...she's beautiful...but her features stand out...what if someone bullied her?"

Jay chuckled, "No need to worry about it. She'll do just fine on her own."

"But there is no need for her to be on her own," Natasha frowned, holding Lavena tightly as if protecting her.

Jay let out a sigh, "Natasha...you don't understand what I am saying. There is a reason why I haven't had a child in my long life...You don't need to be worried about protecting her. You need to worry about protecting others from her."

"She's not like you."

"She's my daughter...even if it might not show...she's like me."

Natasha tightened her jaw, pressing her lips, lightly furrowing her brows.

"Sir, Ma'am?"

Jay and Natasha stopped talking, turning their eyes towards Mary Walker. Natasha tilted her head, leaning forward, "Yes?"

"There are reporters from SNN; do you want to meet them?"

"SNN," Natasha shot a look towards Jay, letting out a smile, "Yes, send them in."

Jay took Lavena in his arm, ready to make his getaway, when Natasha pulled him back, "Sit."

Jay curled his lips, "You do know who runs the SNN, right?"

Natasha chuckled, "Yes, and they aren't exactly happy with you either."

Jay rolled his eyes, raising Lavena in his arms, "See, your mother is such a sadist, always torturing your father."

Lavena giggled when Natasha pulled Lavena closer to her, kissing her cheek, "That's not true. Your Papa is a liar, cheater, womanizer. He's a con-man who has been conning the whole world."

"Hey!" Jay nudged her, covering Lavena's ears, "Don't tell her the truth about me!"

Natasha chuckled, looking at Jay's pouty face. She kissed his lips, "She will know it sooner or later...better now when she won't remember it."

Jay kissed her back; his piercing scarlet eyes glanced towards Lavena's reddish-pink eyes, who watched them with wide eyes. When she realized her father caught her watching, she giggled, naughty covering her eyes.

Jay chuckled while kissing Natasha, kissing her cheek, "I just have a feeling...my precious little girl will remember everything."

Lavena peeked through her tiny fingers, making Jay poke her cheek.

"I am starting to think you have no time to pay attention to anyone else anymore," Natasha leaned on the sofa, chuckling.

She wasn't sure if she should be happy that her husband loved their daughter so much. Or worried that he loved their daughter so much.

Slowly, Natasha's smile disappeared from her face, looking at Jay happily playing with Lavena. This was probably the first time...that a part of Jay became happy, content, relaxed as if he didn't need anything anymore.

She should be happy about it, but she was more worried, thinking if someone realized it...for the first time in ever...Jay had a weakness.

She just wanted to wrap them in her arms, protect the two of them from the world.

"Hello, Mr. Jay, Mrs. Natahsa."

Natasha leaned on Jay's arms, having her legs folded on the sofa, "Miss Hardy, Miss Stacy. Welcome."

Jay nervously looked up, seeing Felicia standing in the front, wearing office clothes, with Gwen standing behind her, holding a high-definition camera.

She was her bright self, waving towards Jay; her eyes were fixed on Lavena.

Felicia bent forward, stroking Lavena's head, "She's so lovely; does she have a name?"

"Lavena," Natasha smiled, "Lavena Romanoff Scalet."

Felicia looked up at Jay, "She's beautiful."

Jay lovingly smiled, "Yeah, she is."

Even though he said this, he could feel Felicia wasn't talking about Lavena but Natasha.

Felicia sat down on the chairs across them, smiling, "If you don't mind, can we take your interview?"

Jay shook his head, "Why would I ever mind?"

He raised his eyes up, looking between Felicia and Gwen. The two of them with MJ started SNN, Superhero News Network. It covered everything from related to Heroes and villains from both the world. It was there so that someone advocates Hero's side of the story. And does not let government propaganda destroy them.

The funny story was, MJ was the one that started this, and she did it because of his death. Since his not dying was kept a secret for months, they only learned of it with the other population.

Felica nodded towards Gwen, who started the camera, counting with fingers, "We have already done the introduction part outside. So I am going to start with questions..."

Felicia looked up, looking at the bright light from chandeliers. If possible, she wanted to bring the light and sound crew, but it wasn't allowed.  "First of all, congratulations on having a beautiful daughter!" Felicia grinned, "So, does this mean the two of you are retiring?"

Jay and Natasha exchanged a look when Natasha smiled, rubbing his arm, "Not really. But we are currently being counted as the reserve force. So unless necessary, we won't be getting called to arms."

Felicia chuckled, "Well, let's just hope nothing like that happens. But since you won't be fighting on the frontlines, have you decided what you two are going to do? Get a job?"

Jay hesitated, "Actually, I haven't even discussed this with my wife..."

Natasha's heart-shaped lips turned into a smile; she nudged his shoulder with hers, "We can discuss it later. For now, even I want to hear where your thoughts are."

Her smile faltered for a moment. She wanted to say she thought that Jay's thoughts stopped about anything but their daughter.

Jay kissed her cheek, smiling, "In the past nine months...I have been working on improving medical facilities for Sokovia, and some projects are more advanced than anything found in the world. So I plan to start opening hospitals all over the world. I also have something that would help Heroes survive most adverse of the circumstances."

"Wow, that sounds very promising. Is this going to be for both the Earth's or just this one?"

"I know I can get permission for this one, as for the other one...I don't know. I hope to."

"And who will be funding this?"

"I will be. I have enough money from when I was at Stark Industries. Although...with about 2 billion dollars, I can only open about a thousand hospitals to start with...I would have to make more money for the future," Jay scratched his cheek.

"Two billion dollars...all for opening hospitals across the world, that a noble gesture. What was it that motivated you?" Felicia asked with a curious look.

Jay lightly smiled, "What has motivated me whole my life. It doesn't matter if I am strong or weak...if I have money or not...as long as there is something I can do to help make the world a better place...it's my right and responsibility to do so."

He looked down, lovingly looking at Lavena, "Now more so than ever. I want my girl to live in a better world."

"That's very sweet...but what about the phenomenon that has been taking place in London? Why hasn't anyone gotten a response from you?"

Natasha chuckled, "We were just talking about that. Wanda took her kids to let their father hold them. Once she is back, we will be going to Omega Flight to discuss this phenomenon."

"What? Cut, cut, cut," Felicia gestured to Gwen, who was already a step ahead. She narrowed her eyes, "Aren't you the one that got Wanda pregnant?"