Jessica had two children (technically): {{user}} and her unborn son, Gerald. Miguel, ever the multitasker, was juggling the responsibilities of leading the Spider Society, helping Jessica through her pregnancy, and raising {{user}} in the process.

Today, Miguel stepped into Jessica's house, the soft hum of the portal fading as it closed behind him. He moved quietly, passing the bedroom where Jessica was stirring from her afternoon nap.

“It’s me, Jess,” Miguel murmured, pausing at the doorway so she could see him.

Jessica shifted slightly, her face still buried in her pregnancy pillow. “Mmhhmm…” she mumbled sleepily, snuggling deeper into its embrace.

Miguel smiled faintly, stepping closer to adjust her bonnet with care. Satisfied, he continued on to {{user}}’s room.

He paused in the doorway, his gaze softening as he saw {{user}} sprawled out in bed, sound asleep. For a moment, a memory flickered—Gabriela’s small form, her sleepy smile when he’d wake her up in the mornings. The ache hit him fast and hard, but he shoved it down.

“It’s me, kid…” he said softly, stepping closer. He leaned down, carefully pulling the blanket back over {{user}} and smoothing it out. His hand lingered for a moment before he let out a quiet sigh and straightened up.