Sal's Universe, (still) Las Vegas, Nevada. Morning after wedding.

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She growled at the sunlight that was peeking through the curtains and hitting her face just-so, and groaned, stretching her arms out and swearing vengeance on the blinds for not doing their job and convincing her that it was still dark outside.

Surely it wasn't the morning already? She felt like she'd just gotten to sleep.

And then she remembered what had happened the evening before and sat up straight, examining her left hand. Yes, the new ring was still there. She saw the remains of the mammoth lobster still sitting on the bedside table.

Okay. I didn't dream all of that. She smiled widely and flopped back down into the (very fluffy, very squishy, and so comfortable it felt illegal) pillows, turning to her left side and smiling at the man who was surveying her with a look of amusement.

"Good morning," she said, propping her head up with her hand as she looked down at Kurt. "I woke ye up, didn' I?"

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"Ja." He gave her a sleepy smile and she could feel his tail finding her ankle under the blankets. "Guten morgan, mein Frau."

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She frowned, pulling the blanket up over her shoulder and settling back down into the pillows. "Sorry. Go back to sleep."

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He lifted one eyebrow, then snuggled close with a contented sigh. "It's nearly checkout time anyvay."

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There was silence for several minutes but for the sound of water running and a very fine tenor rendation of some German song.

Then Kurt came barrelling out of the bathroom, grabbed his sleeping wife, and bamfed her into the bathroom, where he dumped her gently into a tub of warm water.

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Sal sneezed violently and opened her eyes. "What?"

She looked down and realized she was in a bathtub. "This's freezing." She concentrated for a few moments, her fingertips steaming under the water, until the entire tub was steaming.

"You should really warn me when you're about to do that," she said, looking up at him with one eye half-closed.

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"Aww, but vhere's the fun in that?" He went back into the shower, hanging the robe on a hook by the door.

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She looked over at him and smiled. "Good, because they deserved it." She then leaned forward and looked around. "There another one of those robes somewhere?"

Her toes were wrinkly; it was time for her to get out of the bath.

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He stood up and got it from where it was folded by the sink, then held it out for her, his golden eyes twinkling.

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"Thanks." She drained the tub and took the robe from him, putting it over her shoulders and tying it off at the waist.

"So now what?" She blushed. "I mean, after we gets dressed..."

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"Mein Leib, ve eloped to Vegas." He chuckled and finished buttoning his own shirt, then carefully folded the tux and tucked it into his backpack.

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She arranged her dress in the garment bag the store had given her, then turned around, mouth open to retort.

And then she closed it and shrugged.

Sometimes you just can't argue with logic.

"You're right," she muttered, blushing.

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One big eye peeked at her, then disapeared again as the little one's soft black curls fell forward in her hiding.

"Wolfen," said Kurt softly, v-ing the w. "Und she's ours." There was pain in his voice and a hint of anger.

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Sal smiled at Wolfen, still holding out her hand. "C'mere, then," she said kindly. "We'll go home and get to know each other, eh?"

She glanced up at Kurt with a helpless expression in her eyes. She had no idea how this child could be theirs, but she felt an attachment already; she was determined to raise little Wolfen as best she could.

She'd done it before - she could do it again.

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"Ja?" he said aprehensively.

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"What the #$^@$#@# just went down?" Vic blinked.

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"I... don't know." Sal felt alarmed; mostly because she had no idea where Wolfen had ventured to.

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The toddler made the hop, though her tail stayed wrapped around her father's wrist.

"Gut," she said, eyes shining as she poked the bitten sausage at Sal's mouth.

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Sal chuckled, taking a small bite from the sausage. "Yes, b'y, it is, eh?"

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"Crap!" He put a hand to his mouth and scowled at her. "Then how the @$&$&@'d ye wind up with a kid that big?"

Wolfen frowned at him and snuggled between her parents, making a little sad sound.

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Sal's eyes flared with a look that told Billy that he should clearly not continue in the vein of discussion he was persuing, and she snuggled Wolfen closer.

"When I finds out," she said testily, "I'll let ye know."

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"It didn't say how. All it said vas that it vas something he did not like to do, but that Volfen vill be needed soon for the gut of the island. Und that she's less than a month old but that he und his frau gave her as much love as they could und told her that ve vould be glad to see her...." He paused to take a deep breath and rub his face, tail lashing.

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"The good of the... oh no." Sal sat up and put a hand over her mouth. "Oh, that's just @*&$#ing great." She slammed her hand down on the floor and a small explosion could be heard in the distance from somewhere down the road.

"I'm not ready for that," she whispered, standing up and putting her arms around him.

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He lifted his head and looked at her with confusion. "Can't do vhat, mein Leib?"

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She sniffed. "Be here. Be... with me."