A/N: Vitty Who suggested the park idea for this chapter. I just added some more. Thanks for the suggestion!

Father Supreme 6:

Yuk! He hated other people's saliva. It was disgusting. It was the only thing from his old job that he hated. Especially baby saliva all over his book. He sighed. He really did wanted to scream at it. But he couldn't bear to do it or else, Cloak might have his head for a trophy. He was stressed, hungry and he really needed to keep up with his studies.

But Esther had been restless all day. He wished there was a spell to understand babies. So he called Christine.

"Stephen, I'm working."

"I know, I'm sorry. But I don't know what to do with this thing! It's getting restless and giving me a major headache."

"Your daughter, you mean your daughter."

"Yeah, that."

Christine sighed from the other side of the line. "Why don't you guys go outside and do something? It has been almost a month since she arrived and that only time I recall she went outside was when we visited the mall. Besides, we both know as doctors that fresh air is healthy for children."

Esther threw away a food bowl full of carrot chow and Stephen made it float before it hit the floor. "If you say so."

"Alright, have fun! But please don't call me again. The hospital has been really busy today."

"Alright. Again, I'm sorry."

"It's ok. Later." And she hung up.

Stephen placed his phone on his pocket and looked up at the Cloak. She seemed to shrug. 'Well, master. I believe going outside will be a good idea. Besides, you've been overworking yourself. I'll stay here and guard the Sanctum if necessary.'

He chewed on his lip in deep thought and glanced at the hideous thing that took away his freedom of doing whatever he wants whenever he wants. He saw Esther make a mess out of the mashed carrots all over herself, which seemly, she was perfectly content with it.

"That's it. We are going to Central Park. After we change your clothes." He needed to clear his head.

A bath, a change of clothes and one happy baby later, Stephen opened a portal and went outside with his civilian clothes and baby inside the baby carrier. He knew he looked kind of ridiculous, but apparently he blended in with the rest of the people around.

He decided to walk around the calmer areas with Esther and took a look of his surroundings. A few runners here and there, a couple holding hands there, an old man feeding the pigeons and a group of kids playing in the sandbox. It was peaceful. He eyed an empty sandbox in a corner and looked around. "Oh, what the hell…" He walked to the sandbox and sat at the edge. He placed Esther on the sand. The baby inspected the dirt and glance at her father, holding out her hands to be carried again. "It's just sand, Esther." He swallowed his pride for a moment and played a little with it. "It's not going to hurt you." He stopped for a moment. Since when did he started to call her Esther?

Esther glanced at the and again and frowned at it. She slapped the surface with a tiny hand and proceeded to repeat the game. Stephen silently watched the baby play in the sand. For a moment, he got a glimpse of her eyes shining in the sun. A pair of eyes different from others, a mixture of green and blue, and the very eyes he had inherited from his mother. He watched her tiny black curls bounce at her body's rhythm. He hated to admit that Christine and Wong were right. This was his own flesh and blood. Realization came crumbling upon his shoulders. He had daughter who was being involved in all this magical nonsense and in constant danger. He still wasn't sure what to think of all this, but one thing was for sure, he had admitted that him, Doctor Stephen Vincent Strange, had a baby to take care of.

"Strange?"

Stephen snapped out of his thoughts and his eyes widened. No, not them. He took a deep breath and turned around. Shit…

There stood three nurses that worked under his supervision back in the hospital. The most gossiping, most stupid women he knew. Not in an academic way, but a social way. Those three knew nothing of boundaries when it came to gossip.

"Ah, hello Stella, Emma, Natalie. Good to see you. It's been a long time." He greeted. He never greeted them or anyone else in his old life so her jaws hanging bit from surprise didn't really bothered him.

"Well, hello Stephen." Emma, always being the main bitch, smiled at him. "I like the goatee."

"Thanks." He simply said and turned back to Esther.

"You know…" Natalie started. "When Nick told everyone you had a baby, we didn't believe him. I mean, you, the biggest arsehole we know, had to take care of a baby? That was just sad. I just can't believe it's true."

'Nick told everyone? Shouldn't be surprised...' Oh, he really wanted to strangle them. Wait! He had the power to send them to another dimen—no, no, Wong would have his extremities for that, as tempting as it was. "Well, ladies." He stood, picked Esther and dusted off her clothing before putting her on the carrier. "As much as I'm charmed to see you, Esther and I must go."

"Already? I want to see the baby!" Stella said as she made a move to grab the baby, but Stephen stepped back. She had always been the lesser bitch with a soft spot for children, but he wasn't going to take any chances.

"Seriously, I have to go-" But Stella was already standing too close to Esther doing some ridiculous baby faces.

"Are you sure she's yours? For all we know, you were tricked." Emma said.

Stephen glared at the nurse. "Of course she's mine. Tests were made. I'm not stupid. Besides, aren't you supposed to be at the hospital right now? Because, I can always call the board and report you."

Natalie smirked. "You don't work there anymore."

"I don't. But isn't Doctor Palmer your superior now? We still talk once in a while and keep a steady friendship. In fact, I'm calling her right now. She can report you, you know…" He took out his phone, a Samsung Galaxy S4. Not a last model, used, but in great conditions and cheap contract.

The nurses gulped. "We were just leaving…" Emma said and quickly walked away while being followed by Natalie. Stella said goodbye to Esther and Stephen.

"You know I'm still calling her, right?" Stephen said to Stella.

"I know, but I'm actually in my lunch break." She showed him a bag of Burger King he hadn't noticed before. "You have a cute baby."

"Thanks."

And then Stella left to have an 'actual' lunch break.

Stephen sighed and decided he had enough of the park. He quickly walked into another direction, away from where the nurses took off. He decided to walk through the streets, watching the people, window shop (because he couldn't actually buy so much) and generally just spending time with Esther. He had come to know that she was actually a shy baby around strangers that cooed at her. Then they went to get lunch at a nearby McDonald's since he couldn't afford some lobster. Of course, he had to feed the baby before he could even feed himself. And he was a little embarrassed by the stares he got. Most were from women who apparently found a 'single dad feeding a baby' attractive and some were from possible single parents who knew the struggle.

When Esther started to get sleepy, he decided it was time to head home. He managed to find a lonely alley and opened a portal before anyone saw him and stepped in. He quickly closed the portal behind and sighed.

"Had fun?" Wong said as he stepped out of the library with a dozen of heavy books in one hand. Stephen sometimes wondered if the guy had super strength or at least some engaged senses.

"It was ok. I had to get her out of here before she left me deaf with her crying."

Wong gave him a knowing look. "You were bonding with Esther, don't deny it."

Stephen gave him a look. "I wasn't bonding with Esther. I needed some fresh air. So did her."

"Well, you did not call her a thing and instead called her by her name. I think that is an improvement." Wong said and left before Stephen could say something else.

Damn him. Stephen sighed and looked down at the sleeping baby. He smiled. He could call Christine later. For now, he had to put a baby in her crib. No, he wasn't going to go ahead and read bedtime stories and kiss her goodnight. Maybe. But smile? Yep. He could do that.

Whoa guys. I'm sorry about being absent all this time. There were several reasons. Vacations, writer's block, etc. The usual. I'm still accepting ideas. Review!