Chapter 12
"You know I'm not a regular doctor, right?"
"It's just an ultrasound, Brucie."
"I guess. Now?"
"No. We should wait for my brother to land. I'm sure they're all pissed we didn't tell them."
Holy hell were ypu ever right. Loki had teleported you back to the tower, leaving 4 pissed off men to spend 2 hours in a jet. Together. Logan wad pissed that you agreed to the mission knowing you were pregnant. Barton was mad that you were careless. Bucky was more worried than mad. He'd become a brother to you and he hated the thought you were hurt. And Steve. Well Steve was pissed. Extremely.
"What the hell were you thinking? Are you suddenly stupid or something?"
"You will not speak to her in such a manner!"
"Loki. It's ok. He's upset. When he gets upset he says things he doesn't mean. Actually, can you all give us a few minutes?"
Loki looked at you, concern in his eyes, but he nodded and escorted the other men into the hallway.
"Stevie. Come here. Sit with me?"
He walked over and sat next to you, sighing.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to call you stupid."
"I know. It's ok."
"You were still careless."
"Yes. I realize that now. I was hoping the mission would go to plan. Then I realized when does a mission ever go to plan."
"You're ok, though?"
"I'm fine. Slightly dehydrated but otherwise ok."
"And the baby?"
"Ok as far as we know."
"How long have you known?"
"2 weeks."
"Why did Loki leave if you had just found out?"
"Books on Asgard. He wanted to know about Jotunn pregnancy and if it would be different or hard on me."
"And?"
"He hasn't exactly had a chance to sit down and read, Steve."
"Right. I'm glad you're ok. I don't know what I would do without you."
"Nothings killed me yet, kid."
"Not funny."
Bruce stuck his head in about a half hour later.
"Everyone is here."
"Send them in!"
Everyone crammed into the room.
"What was so important, kid?"
"You'll see, Tony."
Bruce wheeled in an ultrasound machine and got to work. He applied the gel and used the wand. You looked up at the screen and squeezed Loki's hand. You both had tears in your eyes.
"Is that-?"
"Yes, Pietro. Those are their babies."
"Babies? As in plural?"
"Yep, looks like you and Steve are going to be uncles twice!"
"Two mini Lokis running around my tower! Beth you're killing me!"
"Next time I'll be sure to consult with you when we make a baby."
"Hell. Yes."
"Perv!"