30 minutes later…

The sound of the front door opening and closing snapped Ben awake on his chair where the television was still playing a rerun of the game at 11 PM. The only time it was finally playing without interruptions since the hostage scene at the museum. Looking around the living room he found Susan locking the door behind her and smiling back at Ben in the same gorgeous dress she left in earlier that day to see her friends.

“Hi Ben! Sorry if I woke you up, been pretty excited lately.” Susan chirped, her eyes wide and her smile threatening to reach her ears.

“Uh… HEY there Suzie. Where you’z been all day?” Wondered the Thing as he sat up. “We were expectin you back at around 6 ish after yer little date with yer friends.”

Shrugging with her hands up, Susan’s smile never left her lips as she made her way over to Ben and patted him on the shoulder.

“We were at a chocolate café for a few hours, and I got myself the house specialty. And let me tell you it was HEAVEN!” Hugging herself and fluttering her eyes, the woman’s mind was still a flutter from the chocolate high… Along with other memories she had that night. Were they memories? Or were they just fantasies? It all seemed to run together.

When the suit expended itself to cure everyone at the museum, it felt like she was being drained right along with it. All night afterwards she felt so lightheaded. There was something about a terrorist attack, and a giant bug man who turned people into giant spiders… Then she remembered a song by Marvin Gaye while she dreamed about making love to her husband who was wearing Daredevil’s costume… The imagery made her shake her head and titter a bit before she opened her eyes and realised, she was still in the living room.

“Uhm… Yeah. I just needed to burn off the sugar high… Go take a walk out in the city to burn off all that excess energy.”

“Seems you still got it…” Said Ben, biting his tongue when he realised he said it out loud.

“Hmm?”

“Uuuh…” Looking around, he found a pamphlet by the side table next to his recliner and brought it to Susan to look at. “Seems Franky wanted to show you dis when he and his sister got back from school, looks like his class is having a bake sale and wanted to know if we can gets involved.”

Looking down at the piece of bright, yellow paper and the cute little slogan of a school bake sale with banners and the pictures of baked confectionaries over a sign in list, Susan’s eyes went wild. “Ooooooh, oh I am CERTAINLY going to that event! I wonder if they’ll have any chocolates?”

Scratching at his stony cheek with his finger, Ben shrugged at her enthusiasm. “Well… Yer son was hopin that you could probably add a dish to the mix since its asking if the parents could add something to the table.”

Snapping out of her reverie, Susan read the fine print more closely, reading that it indeed asked for parents to help their kids in the bake sale to raise money for a new deep frier for the cafeteria. “Hmm, your right.” Placing the pamphlet back on the table, Susan made her way towards the hallway and to her shared bedroom with Reed, looking over her shoulder, the woman waved Ben good night. Feigning a yawn.

“I’ll talk with Franklin in the morning, have a good night, Ben.”

“Yeah, sweet dreams there Suzie.” Turning to watch the game, Ben Grimm smiled to himself as he finally got a chance to watch the play off uninterrupted. Folding his arms behind his head and crossing one leg over the other, the man fell right to sleep as soon as it went to commercial.

Heading down the hall and instantly changing her clothes from the elegant white dress she wore that day to something more risqué once she got to her bedroom door, Susan snuck inside and locked the door behind her. Wearing sky blue lingerie and sashaying her way over to the bed, Susan bent at the waist and gently shook awake her husband, whispering silently as she stirred him up.

“Hey Reed, are you awake?”

“Hmmmmm? Oh, hey Susan, you got home late.” Murmured Reed, turning over to face Susan as she turned on a light by the bed so he would get a full view of what she was wearing. The result did as it intended as the man’s eyes went wide to the view of his wife bent at the waist and giving him a full view of her chest wrapped in French, sky blue lingerie that hugged tightly to her gorgeous figure.

“Hey there handsome, like what I’m wearing NOW?”

Seeing his eyes drink in the sight of her and slowly lower his gaze down and back up to her smiling face, Reed could only nod his head dumbly.

“Uh huh…”

“GOOD! Finally caught your eye outside of the lab, hmm?” Slinking her way into bed with her husband, she immediately began kissing his lips while tracing her fingers down his face, then snake her arms around his shoulders. “If you thought that little stint on the roof was fun, wait til you see what I have planned for you in bed!”

“Roof? What are… Mmmmph!”

Not giving her husband a second to dwell on what she said, Susan slipped off Reed’s shirt and reached down for the belt line of his sleeping wear. The man never realised her lingerie melted away like soft butter just as she tossed the blankets overtop of the two of them and intensified her kissing.

*

Somewhere the next morning, at the roof of a 15-story apartment building…

“Ugh… Wow… What a night…” Groaned Matt Murdock, sitting up on the roof to the sensation of the sun’s rays hitting his bare skin and making him feel warm, and waking him up in the process. Getting up, he shook his head and slowly got to his feet, still feeling sluggish after the experience he had last night. “Whoever she was, she was pretty energetic, shame I couldn’t get a read over who she was, the voice sounded familiar thought… Just can’t place a name to it.”

Feeling himself over, he was a little surprised he was completely naked save for his mask around his eyes. Crouching and immediately covering himself, he rummaged around and found his clothes and boots, hastily putting them on and hoping no one spotted a naked man laying on the roof of a building all night and morning as he zipped up his pants and pulled his boots on. Once he was fully clothed again with the ruins of his costume back on, he turned his head back and forth to get an idea of where he was. Funny… Normally he’d be able to hear 10 city blocks worth of noise in every direction. But right now, all he could hear where the pigeons on the roof with him and maybe the traffic down below.

“Huh… What in blazes… Must be an ear thing…” Scratching at his mask, Matt pulled it off and sighed when he finally didn’t have the itchy material around his head, which had been itching like crazy since he woke up. Having worn it longer than normal after passing out from hours worth of mind-blowing sex that would require a few minutes in the confessional after so many times he cried out in God’s name.

The moment he opened his eyes, the world exploded into life for him.

Wincing and slowly opening his eyes again, Matt gasped and looked out onto a sunrise from the rooftops of New York city. Looking down at his hands, even though the gloves were more or less ruined after his transformation and back again, he turned his hands back and forth, closing his fingers and opening them again as he felt up the fabric of his gloves and his skin of his palms. A smile broke out on his mouth, slowly going into a chuckle then full-on laughter as he looked around his surroundings.

“I can see!”

Looking around his smile threatened to split ear to ear as he looked up to the banners and posters of product placements nearby, watching as a flock of pigeons flew by, seeing them all individually flap their wings as they flew over his head. Seeing the clouds out over the horizon and the lights of the sun rising had sent Matt to fall to his knees, laughing out loud as he raised his fists up to the sky.

“I CAN SEE!”