You and Sevika were having your second baby.

This time, in the safety and financial security of Piltover instead of Zaun.

Your first daughter had been born when Sevika was still working for Silco. It had been an at-home birth as there had been no other option. You had bitten Sevika’s right shoulder so hard it had left a scar.

Sevika, to this day, was proud of it. It had hurt like a bitch, but she was proud of it.

Shortly after the birth of their daughter, Ishani’s, name tattooed on her ribs, and yours over her heart.

You had cried, but they were happy tears.

Now, it was six months after the birth of your second baby, your second daughter.

Her name was Jaya.

This time, you had given birth in a hospital with an anesthesiologist, and postpartum care.

Sevika hadn’t nearly lost you to blood loss this time, but, after the birth, it was mutually decided no more kids.

You were out with Sevika, getting some coffee with the girls.

Jaya was currently in a baby sling on you.

Sevika had ordered a coffee for herself, yea for you, and hot chocolate for Ishani.

The Counsellor was happy she had a beautiful wife, and two beautiful baby girls.

You were looking at your family, at your girls, and smiling. You were safe, you had secured a position as an Engineer for the council, your girls would grow up safe and educated.

You bit into the blueberry muffin you were sharing with your six-year-old, heart aching when she made a comment about the fact that, when they were living in the Undercity, she didn’t get blueberries.