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Victor is so far having a lovely day. She had breakfast with her girls and Jude, even if it was only on skype, and she was eating mushy scrambled hospital eggs.

She's sewing now, a teddy bear for the new Kent baby. She still can't use her arm well, so that's by her side, and she's careful not to lift it, just using her fingers, her wrist. She's adept at adapting.

So far, the teddy bear definitely has a red cape. She's whistling.

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"I can sense that Connor wants to help people. And Clark has agreed to help Connor train in using his powers... because he has them."

"I don't know... our kids are going to have abilities. And I guess, it will be a balance. Teach them to be repsonsible. Trust in them. And if they want to be a hero... support them."

"Yeah, I'm just... I think I'm excessively overprotective, but I can help it. I hope to goodness that my kids grow up to be accountants or mathematicians or something like that."

"I just consider it in the way... that no matter what they do they will be heros. Life might cause challenges. But they will always have my support and love."

"Maybe it's different, havin' kids with powers," she says, as her stomach sinks, thinking about what if her little babies decide to put on capes. She wouldn't be able to stand it. They're so small. So human. Even the nonhuman ones are so human.

"I think any parent would worry about their kids, no matter what they do."

"But I know your kids will be great. They have a great dad after all."

"Gosh, thanks. They're pretty awesome kids, so, I mean," she murmurs, sheepishly.

"You won't have to worry about them. They will make you proud no matter what they do."

"They have already. I just want them to always be safe. I think Cole might have to keep me from dressing them in bubblewrap suits when it's time for school!"

"At least you have a lot of love for your kids. You want to keep them safe."

"Yeah." She smiles, takes another big sip of cold tea. "You know, in a way... I'm grateful for my upbringing, for the junk I had to face as an adult, because without it, I might not have the depth of feeling that I do have, my sense of injustice, my need to protect. I wouldn't wish it on anyone, but I'm glad it was mine."

"I am glad for my past too. It made me the woman I am today. And I am sure I will be a better mother for my child because of it too."

"It's funny how that works out, isn't it? We end up bein' better people."

"With better lives. And amazing husbands."

"Ha, totally. I never thought I'd get that."

"I am glad that I have Clark, and the friends in my life that I do. Such as you."

"I'm glad I've got you in my life, too."

April reached over to give Victor a tight hug. "Awww special moment."

((bed time))

She gives her a careful, one-armed hug, and a little bit of a snuggle. She's having loads of warm fuzzy feelings.

((Night!))

"I am so glad to see you doing better."

"Me too." There's still a lot that's scaring her... her arm, for instance, and, a tiny bit of her is feeling very low about her face, but she's starting to come to terms with it.

"I was so worried about you. I had even thought... about helping you heal."

"Yeah?" she says, gently, unsure as to what that means, but she has an idea of what it might be. Just a smidgen of a theory. That it might have to do with a major difference between them.

April shrugged softly. "I was that worried about you. But using my blood always involves a risk."

"So I am glad you were strong enough to survive."

"That's really sweet of you," she says, something gentle in her voice that isn't always there. "It's little to do with me bein' strong... more to do with the skin graft. Never had one of those before. At least I'm, y' know, gaining a new experience." She's also gaining frequent blood tests and dressing changes and painkillers. They were going to give her anti-anxiety medication to help with the potential onset of PTSD, then they took one look at the rest of her and decided (Victor thinks) that it wasn't necessary.

"I am so fortunate to have the healing I do have." There were things in her life that she wouldn't have survived without it.

"And seeing you do so well without something like that, makes me so proud of you."