Damian arrived at the baby room with Jen and Sophia. 

Monica and Carol were playing while Ana gently rocked the three babies. Meanwhile, Natasha was lying with her feet spread out on another chair and looking at her phone.

 Upon seeing him enter, Natasha stood up before throwing herself into his arms.

"Hi," said Damian, giving Natasha a quick kiss on the lips.

"Sophia said you were with Stark. You better not learn from him," Natasha said jokingly.

"He's the one who doesn't have to learn from me. What if he forms a harem too?" Damian laughed.

Natasha laughed, thinking that the playboy might not do so well.

"Oh, hi," Natasha said to Jen. She hadn't noticed her presence.

"Hi," Jen said, smiling gently. It always gave her a strange feeling to see Natasha. The difference between her current life and what it should be was huge.

Seeing her smile, Jen couldn't help but feel guilty for wishing everything was as it should be.

"Ophelia isn't here?" Damian asked in confusion.

"She went to Madripoor to take care of some business. She left me in charge of Ivy," said Natasha, raising her chest a little.

"And what if she gets hungry?" Damian asked with a laugh.

Natasha just gave him a blank look before slapping his hands that were caressing her waist.

"Hi, Ana," said Jen, waving as she leaned over the crib to look at the babies.

"Hello," said Ana with a slight nod.

"They're really cute. Is your hair, by any chance, not inheritable?" Jen asked Damian, looking at the babies with their mother's hair.

"Hey! I have daddy's hair," Monica shouted in the background while playing video games.

"You're right. I'm sorry," Jen said pleasantly, not saying she was adopted.

"You haven't been here in a while," Sophia said.

"Yes, I had a little incident with a cosmic entity," Jen said without going into too much detail.

Jen turned her gaze back to the babies as she thought to herself. She never had the chance to be a mother. She could never even fall in love and be with a man.

"Do you want to hold her?" Ana asked kindly as she saw the slight hint of longing in Jen's eyes.

"I'd like to," Jen said with a smile.

Ana leaned over the crib and carefully picked up Emma before handing her to Jen.

Jen looked at Emma with inexplicable excitement and smiled slightly as she rocked Emma.

"I told you it would be nice, Aunt Jen," said Damian, smiling.

Rather than getting annoyed or responding scathingly, Jen found it increasingly pleasant to be called that by the three little girls.

Jen turned to look at Damian's other two daughters curiously. Seeing her gaze, Ana told him their names.

"You'll be able to identify the mother by her hair. Ophelia's daughter is Ivy, and Carol's is Alice," said Ana with a slight smile at the thought of the many strange hair colors at home.

"By the way, how did you connect with Ophelia? I wasn't expecting that," said Jen, looking at the green-haired baby with curiosity.

"It was an accident," Damian said without going into further details.

"As expected from your daughters, they have a lot of magical power. It's a bit enviable. We wizards have to extract magic from another dimension, but you generate it in your bodies," Jen said with a slight smile.

If she had generated that amount of magical power in her body, she would not have had to expose herself to dark energy to extend her life.

Jen carefully laid Emma in the crib, smiling.

"How about we drink that tea now?" Sophia asked with a smile.

"I'd like to," Jen said, nodding.

So, Sophia and Jen left the room and went downstairs for tea.

Damian sat next to Ana and wrapped an arm around her.

"They won't go away if you stop looking at her for a moment," Damian said, gently chuckling as he noticed that her gaze rarely left the babies.

"I know. It's just that I'm so happy. Seeing them makes me think of the past. My current life is like a dream," said Ana, smiling slightly while stroking Alice's blonde hair.

"I still remember when we were on our way back to New York. You were on my lap with a dazed look on your face, not being able to believe you would be my wife," said Damian, whispering in Ana's ear.

Ana couldn't help but blush as she looked at Damian reproachfully.

"You're still just as adorable," said Damian, kissing her on her cheek.

Natasha stared speechlessly at Damian and Ana, who was flirting.

Just as Damian's lips were about to touch Ana's, his phone started ringing.

Damian frowned slightly as he checked who it was.

Seeing that it was Ophelia, Damian looked at Ana, who had a very annoyed look on her face as she stared at the name on the phone.

"I'll see what she wants," Damian said, stroking her head.

"Hello, is something wrong?" Damian asked, answering the phone.

"Hi, actually something's up. I'm sure you'll want to see this," said Ophelia in a surprised and excited voice.

"Okay, I'm coming," said Damian, sighing as he ended the call.

"I'll be right back," Damian said, smiling.

"Hurry back," said Ana, kissing Damian on the lips.

"Where are you going?" asked Carol, who had finally finished playing and had approached them along with Monica.

"To the palace. Ophelia wants me to look at some things. I won't be long," said Damian.

"Okay," Carol said with a nod.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Damian appeared next to Ophelia in the subway laboratory.

Ophelia looked at him before nodding.

"Look, we got this video from a secret project of Dr. Banner's," Ophelia said, pointing to the giant screen in front of them.

Damian looked at the screen, guessing what was going to happen when he heard Bruce's name.

As expected, the video showed Bruce injecting himself with the supposed new super soldier serum before he was exposed to the radiation.

Later, it showed how his body began to expand before he became a muscular green giant nearly three meters tall.

In the video, you could see how armed soldiers entered, which caused the now-Hulk to start tearing the place apart as he fled in fear.

After watching the video, Ophelia looked at Damian with excitement.

"Why do you have that look on your face?" Damian asked, shaking his head with a smile.

"Wouldn't it be great to fight that thing?" Ophelia asked with a big smile.

"It would be pretty cool, but it's not allowed for now," said Damian, shattering her illusions.

Before Ophelia could ask, Damian looked into her eyes with intensity, causing Ophelia to deflate in disappointment.

"You'll have plenty of chances in the future, I promise," said Damian, stroking Ophelia's green hair.

"You'd better. Take me to my daughter," said Ophelia, pouting as she took Damian's hand.

"Sure," said Damian, smiling before teleporting them home.

When one is happy, time inevitably passes quickly.

In the blink of an eye, about 10 months had passed.

Damian's family, as always, had lived peacefully, although no longer as isolated as before.

With social networks, the existence of his family became more widely known.

The most important change in this short time was the growth of Damian's daughters.

They were already almost a year old, and although they did not physically develop faster than normal humans, in terms of speech or walking, they were much more advanced.

By the age of one year, they could talk and walk in a way that only a 4 or 5-year-old could.

Despite this, Damian was relieved that his daughters had not lost their childlike innocence and were still very adorable.

Over these months, Damian finally fully enchanted his house. In the end, it was almost a race against time because as his three little vampires grew older, they became more curious and often destroyed things with their mischief.

Now the house is reinforced in such a way that it is like a normal baby in a normal house.

...

Damian stood on an island in the middle of the sea, exchanging blows with a golden humanoid figure.

After returning from the other timeline a year ago, Damian had wanted to start training with Carol as he had seen his deficiencies in hand-to-hand combat.

In the end, as Carol had become pregnant, he had put those thoughts aside. Several months ago, Damian finally told Carol that they would train, and she accepted with a big smile.

In a moment of carelessness, Carol took the opportunity to kick Damian's face, sending him several meters backward.

Damian stopped in mid-air with a bruise on the side of his face that faded almost immediately.

"Don't you have a bit of sympathy for your husband's face? How will I attract hot girls if you ruin my looks?" said Damian, looking at Carol while joking.

"Honey, I love you, but this is training. Without pain, you feel no need to dodge," Carol said with a smile as she lunged toward Damian.

Carol had been really pleased with this training with Damian as she had the upper hand at all times.

She was much stronger than Damian if he didn't strengthen her body with magic, plus the difference in experience, she would beat Damian up every day.

"Love, remember when you played that joke on me where I couldn't control my powers?" Carol asked as she flew towards Damian like a meteor.

"Honey, resentment is not good. We've been training for almost half a year, and you always have new reasons to want to hit me," said Damian, hastily dodging the barrage of punches sent by Carol.

"I only start to remember them when I hit you," said Carol, laughing as she didn't give Damian time to breathe.

Carol swiftly kicked Damian in the head, but he managed to block it with both arms, disrupting his balance and causing him to stumble backward.

Seizing the opportunity, Carol turned around and hit Damian in the chest with her other leg.

Thanks to their training, Damian was sometimes able to anticipate Carol's attacks.

When he blocked her kick and lost his balance, Damian quickly thought about where her next blow might land, guessing that she would aim for his chest. Damian waited until the last moment to dodge her kick, then grabbed her outstretched leg and slammed it into the ground.

Carol couldn't help but be surprised before the world spun around and she felt a huge impact on her back.

She immediately saw Damian climb on top of her and deliver a punch to her face.

Realizing that she had no way to avoid the punch unless she used her powers in a more dangerous way, Carol closed her eyes and braced herself for impact.

After a few seconds of silence, Carol slowly opened her eyes to find Damian looking at her with disdain.

"Do you really think I would punch you in the face?" Damian asked with a smile, seeing the wariness in her eyes. He didn't have the heart to hit her, even though he knew the punch wouldn't hurt her.

"Idiot," Carol said, smiling as she sat up with Damian still on top of her.

"That was a good counterattack," Carol said, beaming with pride.

"I had a good teacher," Damian replied, his hands now running over Carol's Kree suit.

"How about your teacher teaches you some stretching exercises?" Carol asked, smiling sensually as she ripped Damian's shirt off and ran her hands over his muscles.

"That sounds pretty good," Damian said, pushing Carol to the ground as he touched her Kree bracelet with one hand, causing her costume to disappear and leaving her in just her panties.

"Don't you wear it without panties anymore?" Damian teased.

"They were Kree customs. Since I got my memories back, it feels weird to wear it without underwear," Carol replied, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Damian smiled as he brought his lips to Carol's, and they began to kiss passionately.

"Just put it in. I don't want foreplay today," Carol said excitedly, the training with Damian having left her feeling particularly horny.

Damian smiled before teleporting with Carol to a nearby tree and hugging her from the waist.

''Hold the tree," Damian said in Carol's ear.

''Oh, we've never done this before," Carol laughed as she leaned her hands against the tree and stuck her bottom out to rub it against Damian.

Damian used one hand to aim himself while holding Carol's waist with the other before slowly pushing in, both moaning in satisfaction as he entered.

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