If you can't tell I love Diana being married and having a child: you know now.
Diana held Blair's hand as they walked to your job. They entered and were lead upstairs. Entering your office, they waited patiently. Blair smiled as Thor and Loki entered the office. You appeared and smiled.
"Hey."
Blair hugged you, kissing your cheek before you kissed Diana. She held you close as you rubbed her back.
"SSA Black."
You looked up and thanked the agent for the file. You read it while Blair played with Loki and Thor while Diana looked at you. You rubbed her back before sighing.
"Duty calls girls."
Both pouted and you chuckled: Blair was definitely Diana's child. You kissed both of their freckled cheeks before hugging them.
"Poppa!"
"I know! You wanted to have lunch with me.."
Blair pouted and you took off the ring necklace you wore. You put it around her neck and she smiled.
"Hold it for me till I come home okay?"
"Okay Poppa!"
You kissed her before hugging her. You kissed Diana.
"I'll be home tonight."
But you didn't come home.
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It had been two weeks since that day and your job was being tight lipped about what happened to you. Blair would cry every night for you and Diana wasn't functioning at her best. The two were in bed together, laying down cuddling. The TV was on and Diana wore one of your sweaters while Blair was wearing one of your old shirts.
"Is Poppa ever coming back?" Blair asked quietly.
Diana blinked and looked at her ring. On the inside of the ring you had the words "Always come back to you" engraved.
"Yes. She always comes back."
Blair nodded. Diana hugged her as Blair fell asleep. She looked at her ring again.
You would come back. Wouldn't you?
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You growled. A mission that was only suppose to take two days was now taking two weeks. You refused to be away from your wife and child for another. The man your time was interrogating wasn't talking and your boss was ready to resort to more....illegal tactics.
You walked into the room. He looked up at you.
"Ah, the boss I assume."
"No. But I want to make this quick."
"Why is that?"
"My wife and child miss me. I wasn't allowed to give them a call due to my absents and I'm sure they are both worried sick."
"Wife?"
"Yes. I am gay and I have a daughter."
"What's her name?"
"Blair Asma' Taurasi-Black."
"Asma?'
"Its Arabic for "excellent and precious daughter". It was the name of my translator when I was in Iran. I told her, I would give my first child that as a middle name."
"Who's your wife?"
"Diana Taurasi. she plays basketball."
Michael looked at you. You had only spoken to him twice and both times was to make sure he was okay.
