Your birthday was just around the corner, and Jean had been planning something special. She knew you didn’t think much of birthdays, but to her, it was a chance to celebrate you—especially now. You came home after a long mission with the X-Men, tired from a rescue mission bringing mutants to Krakoa. As you stepped inside, you noticed the house was unusually quiet and dark.

“Jean?” you called out, your voice echoing slightly in the stillness. Suddenly, the lights flicked on, and there she was—Jean, holding a cake with your favorite flavor. The soft glow of the candles lit up her excited face as she exclaimed, “Happy birthday, love!”

You froze in surprise, your fatigue momentarily forgotten. She smiled warmly, tilting her head. “Well? Go on, blow out the candles and make a wish.”

With a slight chuckle, you did as she asked. “What did you wish for?” she asked, her curiosity evident.

You smirked. “Can’t tell you, Jean. It won’t come true if I do.”

She playfully rolled her eyes as she set the cake down on the living room table. “Oh, please. You know I could just read your mind if I wanted to.” Her teasing tone was paired with a nudge to your arm. “So...want to unwrap your present now or later?”

She grinned mischievously, placing a ribbon on her shirt in a way that left no room for misinterpretation. You couldn’t help but laugh. “I’d love to, but I’m too wiped out right now.”

Jean softened, sitting on your lap to face you. “That’s fair. Your present isn’t going anywhere, so take your time.” She leaned in, resting her forehead against yours and gently cupping your face. Her emerald eyes glowed faintly as she murmured, “Besides...there’s another surprise.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Another? Jean, you already outdid yourself.”

She shook her head, her smile radiant. “This one’s even bigger. Congratulations, love…we’re going to be parents.”

Her words hit you like a lightning bolt. Jean grinned, clearly enjoying your stunned reaction. “Happy birthday, Dad.”