LoveBite [2]

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Anastasia sits silently on the white couch in the parents bedroom with her pacifier in her mouth, calmly messing around with her stuffed animals while the adults move around her.

Satine is in the walk-in closet in her undergarments as she pulls on her long-sleeved shirt. Peter inches into the room and peaks at her through the mirror that she stands in front of. She grabs her jeans from the hanger as he slowly grins with an idea.

Fast with his movements, he smacks her behind and quickly backs away from her as she swings around with a smile to try to get him back. She misses and he puts his fists up in a fighting pose with a teasing grin, making her laugh as he inches back and forth, ready to fight if need be.

Anastasia looks off to the side as she drops her toys beside her and sighs. In her diaper and her mommies shirt, she stands up as Peter just barely kicks at Satine. Anastasia crawls up onto the large windowseal, drawing some of Satine's attention her way as she ventures across it and sits down in front of the green plant in front of her.

Peter wraps his arms around Satine as she turns away and lifts her off her feet to drag her out of the closet. Anya, ignoring all the ruckus around her, places her hand on one of the large leaves. He tosses Satine onto the bed and throws his arms up in victory with a whoop while she laughs at him and rolls to her back.

"I win." He rocks her knees back and forth in a sing-song voice. "I win."

"Get out of here!" She lightly kicks his shin and he backs up with a chuckle.

"An --" He looks up before cutting himself off.

Satine looks up before her smile fades just as his and she moves quick to turn over onto her hands. Their eyes unmoving from the growing organism in the pot, she pushes herself to her feet and grabs a tight hold of his wrist.

Anya slowly smiles and claps as she turns to them, excitedly throwing her arms out, proud of her little creation. As if they were watching a time lapse, a pink flower grows beautifully in the empty space in the middle of the small white pot.

Anya's excitement subsides when she notices that the other two aren't as excited as she is. They're more confused and nervous if anything and it quickly draws her away from the flower before she slips back onto the couch and reaches for Peter. He lifts her up into his arms and she wraps hers around his neck as Satine throws her jeans on in a hurry.

"We have to go tell the others." She opens the door and he nods.

They move fast through the halls, skipping the slow elevator for the staircase while he tries to distract Anastasia from their clear panic. They barge into the common room, pulling the attention their way because of the loud disruption.

"Hello --" Sam begins to speak his attitude.

"Anastasia has powers." The both of them interrupt and they all pause momentarily.

"What?" Nat sets her book aside.

"Well, she's from Hydra, right?" Satine shrugs and she nods. "They must've had her for a reason."

"They could've had her bio-mom." Peter shakes his head.

"Okay, what gives you this idea?" Tony puts up his hand. "What did she do?"

Satine taps Peter to show him as she grabs one of the tall plants from the corner and he sets her on the floor as sbe places the pot in front of her. Anastasia looks up at them with her hands together, looking slightly nervous and shy and Satine gets down beside her.

"Hey." She breathes a soft smile. "Can you make me a flower? Just like you did before?" She tilts her head and she turns back to the dirt in the pot.

"Satine." Peter calls and she hums as she looks up before she freezes. "You said you wanted a flower?" He smiles a bit as she stands up beside him.

"There." Satine points at the bright pink fluffs that lay scattered through the leaves. "She did that, but only one." She looks up at Peter.

"She's an elemental." Wanda makes her way over.

"A what?" Satine looks down as she crouches in front of Anastasia.

"Someone that mess with the elements." Peter states. "Water, fire, air, earth in general." He shrugs. "So far it's only been flowers, but she's only three."

"Has she done this before?" Steve asks with furrowed brows. "Any times you think she might've done this, but you didn't realize at the time?"

"I don't --"

"The dandelion." Satine gasps as she places her hand on Peter's chest and he takes a deep breath of realization.

"Yes, I watched her pick a dandelion and when she handed it to Satine, it was something else." He waves his hands. "I brushed it off because it was still yellow and I figured I might've seen it wrong."

"Well, apparently not." Clint scoffs a bit. "You guys got a lucky baby." He nods sideways and they slowly smile.

"Very lucky." Wanda stands with her on her hip and a grin. "Very powerful to manipulate nature like that." She nods softly. "She's going to be a hand full."