"I think the toughest thing is to convince mutants that humans aren't always bad" Pietro commented with a frown, "growing up with Magneto as a father and among the Brotherhood, I never believed regular people would do anything but label us terrorists and freaks. I figured, if you're going to treat me that way then why should I strive to be anything different? It wasn't until somebody" he poked Ciara, "pointed out that I was labeling humans as bad so why should they act any differently, that I had to change my attitude a little."

"So now you're on board, whole heartily?"Gordan asked with a smile.

Pietro hesitated, "Well... don't get me wrong, I don't agree with way everything gets handled between mutants and humans. Hell some of it's just stupid-uh, but, the point is that I can see it's necessary to do things this way and Summers is just doing what's best for everybody." he added quickly. His views on mutant-human relations were never something he talked much about, even to Ciara so it was a little awkward trying to figure out what to say now.

Ciara rubbed's Pietro's leg encouragingly, "These things take time. Change is hard for some people to accept. But I think we're on the right track." She was rather proud of him for answering the question so honestly. Things like this weren't always easy to admit.

"Speaking of the right track, when are you two lover birds tying the knot?" Gordan asked, smiling.

Ciara looked at Pietro for a moment, "Well... We've both been through a lot lately.." She trailed off, hoping Pietro would jump in.

"I kinda wanted the kids to be part of it" Pietro rubbed the back of his neck, looking at Ciara.

She slipped her hand into his, "You just want to dress them up in adorable clothing. <3" She jested kissing his cheek. "But I think we've decided to wait till after they're born. One less thing to worry about."

"Yes and you don't need to be stressed out anymore then you are. Book clubs, meetings... You certainly have put a lot on your plate."
"Exactly." Ciara replied. "Plus... I may want to see them in little wedding outfits too."
"And what better way of celebrating them with the whole family? Now had you both had thoughts of getting married before the little ones showed up on the scene."

Ciara became rather shy, feeling all gitty, "Well... I've been thinking about it for a least a year. But I never knew how to bring it up in conversation without-"

"Dropping a bomb shell of a question."

"Really?" Pietro looked at her, "I was carrying that ring around in my pocket for... jeeze... months. And before that I'd been looking for the right one. Nothing seemed quite right and I literally ran around the world for it." he added, "White gold from Botswana and an Atlanean blue sapphire, courtesy of Namor. I sketched a design and had my father make it for me." he smiled at Ciara.

"Well, I get nervous talking about that sort of thing. Not having a motherly figure to give me advice on those sorts of matters..." Ciara looked down, fiddling with her fingers.

"I'm sure, if your mother were around, she'd be very proud of how her daughter has helped and saved so many lives.." Gordan reached out and rested his hand over top her.

Ciara smiled a little bit and nodded.

Gordan turned to the camera, "...And we'll be right back after this commercial break..."

"CLEAR."

Ciara got up, "I just need a few moments." She headed back into the dressing room, her arms wrapped around herself.

Pietro nodded to Gordan and moved to follow Ciara. As soon as she was in the dressing room a hand placed on her shoulder, "Ciara McCoy" Horatio spoke gently, the entire world around them froze to give them a moment.

Ciara wiped the tears starting to form, "Hor-Horatio?" She was surprised to see him. "Where on earth have you been?" She wrapped her arms around him, "I was starting to worry. You haven't shown up for months!"

"I'm sorry, I can't keep showing up as often" Horatio replied apologetically, "and I cannot stay long either" he added, "but I do have a present for you" he offered her a large, shallow box.

"A present?" She took the box and opened it, "What is it?"

Inside the box was a gown of white that seemed to contain millions of colours within it as it caught the light. It was a wedding dress without a doubt and one touch of the fabric told that it was not from this era, "It was your mother's" Horatio explained in a quiet voice, "it would have been lost in an accidental house fire, so it's never missed..."

"Oh Horatio..." Ciara ran her hands along the fabric. It was more than beautiful... it was perfect. She set the box down, took hold of his face and kissed him briefly on the lips and then on the forehead. "Thank you, my little time bug. "

Horatio smiled, "I've got to run again, but that is my wedding gift to you. It was all I could think of that you might desire"

Ciara smiled sweetly, and cupped his face in her hand, the gem glowing slightly,"Then you must not think very highly of yourself. If I could make one wish come true... one wish... It would be that you would find true happiness, just as you've given to me time and time again. I can never repay all the blessings you have given me. But I do thank you from the bottom of my heart, my dear Time lord." She kissed him forehead gently.

He gazed into her eyes lovingly and brought her close into a hug, "seeing you happy fills my heart with all the joy it can bare" he replied, holding her tightly for a moment before letting go, "til we meet again, Ciara McCoy" time snapped back to normal as his fingers left her shoulder and in the instant following he was gone again.

Ciara sighed lightly before going over to the dress box and closing it. He always knew how to make her feel better.

Pietro stepped into the room, "Hey, you alright?" he asked, having just seen her leave the set in a hurry.

Ciara turned, "Yeah. I'm alright... It's just hard to talk about my mom and well... it came out." She rubbed her arm.

Pietro kissed and hugged her, "Do you want me to distract from the topic?" he asked with a grin, "I'm good at distractions"

She hugged him back, snuggling into his shoulder "You just read my mind." She held out her hand, "Guess we better get back out there."

"Only if you're up to it" Pietro replied.

She sighed, "I'd rather curl up on the couch and eat chicken fingers and frozen yogourt. But it would be rude to leave."

"Oh no, are you suddenly feeling unwell?" Pietro asked, "I should take you home immediately. I suppose I could finish the interview alone." he gave an exaggerated sigh, "more screen time, perhaps I will have to show them my new line of men's wear."

She smiled lightly, going over and picking up the box, kissing him on the cheek. "I owe you one. Maybe I'll give you a water massage when you get home. :3"

"mmmmm" Pietro practically purred at the thought. Her massages were incredible, "I may have to take you up on that" he replied. After a quick word with Gordan, Pietro zipped ciara home and returned for the rest of the interview.