"Don't you wave it off. I bet you between Reed Richards and Hank we could make you the first pregnant man," she mutters, and then Kate sighs (admittedly, rather happily) and rolls slightly so she can easily look up at him.

Both of her hands rest, now, over his, and in this moment, it feels like everything is perfect.

"We're having a baby," she informs him, very seriously; every time she thinks about it, she's delighted and hit by the fact all over again.