"My mans better!" ZaCara smiled. She patted his but and then walked to the couch and sat;

"You wish. My guy is a billion times more better." I stuck out my tounge like a kid.

She looked at the children trying to walk, she had looked like that when Magneto had released her from the test tube. "Do all people learn to walk like this?" She asked, curious if she was normal in some small way.

"Yeah they do." Warren smiled as he walked over to ZaCara. "No one cares whos man is better all that matters is I have the best girl!"

"Next to mine." Logan said as he walked in. I smiled.

Trélína cocked her head to the side as was her custom to do when she became curious. "And what do you call you two?" She asked ZaCara and Warren.

"We are married. He's my husband." She smiled

"And she's my wife." Warren finished.

Trélína about this for a moment and something down deep whispered. For a moment great sorrow filled her. "Love..."She whispered. "Love is what is between a husband and wife."

Then a picture of a man with raven locks and glowing green eyes filled her mind and a sharp pain raised through her head. She called out as she clasped her head and fell to her knees. Images of this man doing various things kept flashing through her mind causing the pain to grow worse.