Note: This story has been posted to AO3 and I will publish the sequel there when it is finished (will take few weeks) because I like the user controls better than Fanfiction's. I use the same pen name, so you can find it if you wish.

I was standing on the castle balcony and looking down at city lights. It was a dark, windy October night. I wrapped my shawl tighter around me.
"It is done.", Victor's voice carried from inside. He stepped on the balcony and continued: "Nobody will ever find Dracula's ashes."
"Good.", I replied. "What news about Thor?"
"He has calmed down somewhat. He is not actively planning to attack you, mostly because his teammates don't agree, but Loki warns us not to underestimate Thor's hate. Best suggestions are those the subject wants to hear. They can be very hard to remove. Thor didn't really care Jane was a vampire. He saw her as a damsel in distress, a princess to save from curse of vampirism. He gave no thought to what would happen if a vampire fed on Asgardian blood. A vampire powered by Thor's strength and Jane's intellect would have been worse than Dracula ever was.", Victor said.
He leaned on the balcony rail and looked at dark sky, remarking:
"This is why people call us the villains. The mightiest heroes of Earth stood watching as a Norse god tried to feed himself to a vampire. Unable to stop it from happening simply because they were afraid to bear his hatred."
"Yes.", I agreed. "But more people hate you than me."
"It's early days for you yet, my love. But I think it's safe to say you have bought a peace for year or two with your actions. What are you going to do with it?"
"I don't know yet. Stay in Latveria, I think." I looked inside, where Sophie laid on a blanket, studying her fingers. She was finally big enough for Loki's playsuit. Our evening meal waited on the table, steaming hot under the lids. It was warm and inviting room.
"Maybe I will finally hear you play. It sounds good. Quiet life. I listen you to play grand piano, I train with Kroft brothers and practice my magic. We'll raise Sophie and maybe have another baby."
"It sounds like a plan.", Victor agreed.
I smiled in the darkness and took his hand. His metal fingers intertwined with mine.
"Come in. It's cold outside.", he beckoned.
"Tell me something, Victor. Why did you really marry me?"
"I travelled through time. I saw you beside me in my moment of triumph.", Victor replied as we stepped through the doorway together.