An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Legacy (5560 words) by PixelByPixel
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Daredevil (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Matt Murdock & Elektra Natchios
Characters: Matt Murdock, Elektra Natchios
Additional Tags: OC, Cameo: Sister Maggie, cameo: foggy nelson, Too many mentions to list, Pregnancy, Ice Cream, mild canon typical violence, missing child, Matt and Elektra are little shits, Humor, mostly light but not too fluffy, hopefully
Summary:
Matt and Elektra reproduce. It goes about as you might think.
A series of vignettes before, during, and after Elektra’s pregnancy.
For @titconao3. Thanks to @flutterflap for the beta!
This fills the 12 Days of MattElektra prompt for day 10, “we’re together,” and (with a stretch) my @daredevilbingo spot for “tiny dinosaurs.”
Elektra Natchios shifts on the hard plastic chair, then nudges Matthew’s calf with the tip of one leather boot. “This is all your fault.”
“How?” His reply is amused, likely more than the situation warrants. “How can whatever this is possibly be all my fault?”
“Okay, true.” Matthew’s voice is barely above a whisper, and full of suppressed laughter. “But, the way I see it, that would make it half my fault. You were there, too, after all.”
She’s not ready to concede his point, though she makes an amused noise to tell him that she’s listening, and entertained.
Matthew continues, sounding more serious, “Last time, that thing with the sais at the playground, that wasn’t my fault.”
“The plural of sai is also sai,” Elektra says crisply, though she can tell by the way his lips curve that he sees her words for the teasing they are. “And, as I said, it is all your fault. Murdock curiosity led to the issue with the sai. Really, I should have known this would happen. Your mother warned me.”
Matthew leans in close, one hand snaking around Elektra’s waist. “Tell me you regret it,” he murmurs, his breath tickling her ear in a way that she finds rather pleasant.
She relents. “You know I don’t,” she whispers into the pulse point below his ear, and he all but purrs in response as she stops talking and uses her lips for other purposes.
Of course, it is at that moment that the door behind them opens. Elektra, though, takes her time in disengaging from Matthew, the better to show the newcomer just what to expect from Elektra and Matthew.
The man clears his throat as he makes his way to sit behind the desk before them. “Mr. and Mrs. Murdock, if you -”
“Oh, I’m certainly not a Murdock,” Elektra corrects promptly. “The world would not survive such an occurrence.”
The man sighs and fumbles with the folder in his hand, scanning its contents. “Mr. Murdock and Ms. Natchios,” he amends, sounding tired.
