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Intro: Feels like I should put something like "OOC" here, but oh well. Anyway, in an effort to oversaturate the forum with Marvel Fanfics, here's mine and Tyler's effort. Set in the Ultimate Verse, in the future. Tali, Erik and Sarah Relo provided by me, Dallas Green by Tyler.

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Chapter 1

Tali looked down at her hands, the fingers of her left rubbing nearly faded calluses on the right. Commercial farms whipped by on either side of the interstate, each not much different from the next. She looked up, eyes tracing Dallas' jawline. "You... You sure you want to meet them?"

"As long as I don't have to milk anything, babe."

"Y-you shouldn't have to." She pointed at a green and white exit sign on the side of the road, for Plainstown, Nebraska. "This exit... Then it isn't far."

"Tali, you don't really hail from a place called Plainstown, right?"

 "I... Live outside the city limits. Technically, where we live is called Rainbow Stones. But... The nearest thing to a city is Plainstown." Tali blushed, looking back down at her hand.

Dallas drummed his fingers at ten o'clock and then wrapped his wrist around the top of the wheel, sparing a glance at Tali. "Nothing they say can make me break up with you. You know that, right? You sound more freaked than I feel."

A nod, her eyes still on her hand. "Just nervous..." One of her fingernails kept running over the callus on the ball of her hand right below her index finger.

Dallas grinned crookedly at her in the mirror. "Those hands are never gonna be entirely clean again. We've dated too long."

Tali smirked in spite of herself. "Calluses from a pitchfork." She glanced up again. "Farm girl, remember."

"Yee-haw.

She finally stopped fidgeting, letting her hands rest. "That's... That's not all I'm nervous about." She frowned slightly, feeling of her stomach. "I think I gained back all the weight I lost during the war while we were in the other universe..." Tali twisted in her seat and looked back. "And maybe then some." A pause, then a nervous giggle. "I almost look like my old self again."

"I'd be less worried about the five pounds you gained and more worried about the five inches between your and the tattoo of my name," Dallas joked, pulling off the side of the road before they merged into the next highway. "Look at me real quick."

Her head turned toward him as she brushed a strand of wavy black hair out of her face. "I'm kinda worried about that too, but... Keeping it covered."

Dallas pushed aside his (unbuckled) seat belt (for appearances sake, he'd worn it lazily halfway across his lap for most of the drive) and kissed Tali, tucking her hair behind her opposite ear while their lips were locked.

"Pretty as a picture," he tisked, and then a distinctly quieter: "I love you."

"I love you too," she said, stroking the side of his face. "I... I'm actually worried about the scars."

Dallas looked over Tali's face for a long time, and then one half of his mouth flipped upwards again.

"I'm worried they'll think I'm a girl."

Tali smiled and scratched the back of her head, eyes running over Dallas' body. "Nah. My family wouldn't assume you're a woman." She kept smiling, as if at some private joke.

"I don't like that look."

"Nothing bad, just... Compare my body shape to yours."

"We do, often and vigorously."

She turned bright red, but laughed. "I mean... I... I... Carry extra weight and... You know."

"I know." Dallas got back behind the wheel and pulled out on the road. "Jeez, you'd have to be lost to find this place. I could have murdered someone and come out here with fifty bucks, a gun, and the clothes on my back. Never been caught."

"N-next right." The next turn was a gravel road cutting through fields, but it was straight and flat. "And... That's one of the strengths of the open plains."

The hand Dallas didn't have on the wheel reached out and clasped Tali's, folding over the callus. "Easy does it, girlfriend. I'm right here."

She nodded, eyes running over Dallas' face again, her hand squeezing his. A farmhouse was visible in the distance, but it looked fairly ordinary. Off white siding, windows with open storm shutters, light visible in them. "It's... Been so long."

"My father's name is Eric and my mom is Sarah..."

"Eric...Sarah...Dante and Tali?" Dallas tried to keep a straight face.

"...Yes… My parents didn't want to give us ordinary names..."

"I could tell."

"Still not sure why I have my name, but... My parents really enjoyed Dante Alighieri's work."

"Something I'll have to ask, I s'pose." Silence reigned for another minute or two until Dallas parked the car in front of the farmhouse and looked over to her. "We'll knock on the door together, if you want."

Tali shook her head. "I... I can knock on my own."

"Okay. I'll be right here. Moral support and a wandering eye."

"... A wandering eye?"

"I love you!"

Tali sighed and smiled, kissing him on the cheek and mouthing "I love you too" before opening the door and walking toward the porch, stepping up two wooden stairs to the deck surface, knocking on the door.

Dallas crossed his fingers and sat up on the Nissan's trunk, reclining with wrists on his knees and his head against the roof.

A tall man opened the door, his body having the wiry, taut muscles born of manual labor,  his skin tan and weatherworn. His hair was the same unruly black spikes that Dante's was, though his eyes were a much softer green than his daughter and son's. His lips moved dumbfoundedly for a few seconds, Tali looking up at her father and crossing her arms nervously.

"Hi, dad."

"Hi, Dad," Dallas muttered.

Eric Relo held his daughter close and kissed the top of her head, then looked over at the car after a minute. He smirked, slightly. Dallas waved. Eric waved back, then grabbed his daughter's shoulders and whispered something in her ear. Tali turned bright red, her father just kept smirking. He turned, and yelled back at the house. "Sarah! Get down here!"
Dallas kicked one leg up high on the side view mirror and posed for Tali with a cheerful wink. Tali just turned redder as her mother stepped into the doorway. The mother looked a little more elven than the daughter, built a little shorter and much more slender, but otherwise... The resemblance was plain. Sarah Relo stepped closer, her finger running along one of the scars on Tali's face- then she hugged her daughter tight and sobbed.

Dallas looked away awkwardly and tugged at his bangs.

Her mother pulled away, looking into her eyes and saying something too low to hear. Eric scratched the back of his head and walked slowly over to the car, holding out a hand to Dallas. "Eric Relo. Nice to meet you."

Dallas took the offered hand and shook it - maybe, like, the first time he'd shaken a hand since...fifth grade? Sixth? - with a smile.

"Dallas Green. Hiiiya."

Eric smiled slightly, releasing his hand and leaning against the car, looking toward Tali and Sarah. "So you're the one on her tattoo?"

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