It's Time
It was almost time, and Steve couldn't wait. Soon his babies would be here and despite knowing the pain he would most likely endure from having to push out two babies, he was ready. At thirty nine weeks, he knew it was only a matter of time.
The others had been great throughout the entire thing. After getting it through everyone's heads that they were all good enough to be around his children they had all become more comfortable. Wanda took him to every doctors appointment he had and would follow him around everywhere in case he needed help, Nat watched birthing videos with him and taught him how to change a diaper having done it with Clint's kids, Sam took him for walks around the palace when he grew bored, and late at night Bucky would sit with him and offer comfort. Even T'Challa and Shuri had become involved. Shuri made things that Steve would need, and T'Challa had surprised him with a house he had built in the forest surrounding Wakanda. It would offer the family privacy to be by themselves when they wanted it but also keep them safe within the Wakandan borders. Until the babies were born and a little bit older they would stay in the palace though, close to doctors. Even Clint and Scott had sent him letters to congratulate (Steve didn't know how the letters got to Wakanda, but T'Challa assured him it was safe), and that the second they could they wanted to meet them. Clint was more because Steve was family and Scott was because he wanted to meet the Captain America's children. Fanboying like never before would take place.
He couldn't have asked for a better support team. The only thing missing was Tony. Despite it being close to ten months since last seeing him, he could not get over Tony. He watched the news and Vision would provide updates, but it did nothing to ease his mind. Was it wrong of him to keep their children a secret? Probably. Tony had a right to know he helped create something that wasn't a machine, but Steve couldn't risk it. If he told Tony he wasn't sure what the man would do. And if he took the children from Steve, well Steve wasn't sure if he could survive first loosing his husband then his children. So no, Steve was going to be selfish for once in his life, and keep the children to himself.
"How you feeling today punk?" Steve looked up from his sketch pad as Bucky entered the living room. Steve had stuck to drawing throughout his pregnancy and it helped keep him calm and happy when things got to be to much. He finished shading the flower petal he was working on before closing the book and facing Bucky.
"Ready to burst" Steve rubbed his stomach fondly as he spoke. Sometimes when he touched his stomach one of the babies would kick. Maria had come out of hiding and was just as active as her brother, who still didn't have a name. He had an idea as to what he wanted to name him, but he would wait until he was born to decide if the name would fit.
"You sleeping any better?"
"Buck, I'm thirty nine weeks pregnant with twins. My stomach is the size of a beach ball. Sleep isn't possible" he gave Bucky a pointed look, who just gave him a look mixed with amusement but also sympathy.
"Unfortunately I don't think you'll be getting much sleep for a while. Babies need a lot of attention" Bucky had read every book he possibly could on pregnancy and on infants. It was very sweet. Bucky had decided that he wanted to really step up for Steve and these kids. He felt responsible for the accords, and what happened with Tony so he felt that it was his job to really be there for Steve. He knew he would never be able to replace Tony, and he didn't want to, but he would make sure that he wouldn't let his best friend go through this alone.
"Ya, good thing I got plenty of sleep in the ice" Steve winced as a sharp pain took place in his lower stomach. He rubbed the spot and after a few seconds the pain went away. He had had pains all night, but they weren't strong so he ignored it. But now it seemed to be getting more intense. Was this a sign of labour? He knew it could happen at any time, but the thought that it would actually happen was surreal. He kept quiet though, not wanting to over react in case it was nothing. That didn't last long though, as the time went on and the pains became even worse.
"You ok?" Bucky asked noticing his discomfort. Steve started to nod but stopped when he felt another sharp cramp like pain take over. It was the worst one yet. Groaning in pain he looked at Buck in panic.
"I think they're on their way" it took only a second before Bucky sprung into action. Helping Steve stand up he practically dragged him to see Doctor Adia and if Steve wasn't in pain he'd laugh at the fact that he looked like a rag doll. She looked up surprised as Bucky practically threw the door open, and if it was a normal door Steve was sure it would come off the hinges.
"Babies are coming" Steve panted as another pain went through him and Adia joined him on his other side.
"Alright Steve, just breath. Did the pains just start?"
"Throughout the night I woke up from some pain, but I thought it was the babies kicking and moving around. And this morning it's been happening" Steve winced as he was laid down on a bed. Adia put on some gloves and checked to see how dilated he was, Bucky looking away as she did a faint blush on his cheek.
"You're only dilated five centimeters. I'm surprised you didn't come in sooner" Bucky muttered something that sounded suspiciously like 'stubborn bastard' "You have five more centimeters to go. You can walk around this room, or lay down but I suggest not going far. Would you like me to send for your friends?" Steve nodded and Adia excused herself to go and get them.
"This is it Buck"
At 4:57 pm February 2nd Steve Rogers gave birth to two healthy babies.
"They're so small" Sam whispered as he held Maria. Nat was holding the boy, while Wanda and Bucky were by Steve's side both refusing to leave. He had been in wars and fought numerous battles, but nothing had drained him like this. He had screamed, almost broke Sam's hand when he tried to comfort him, and cried until he couldn't anymore, but it was all over now.
"Ten toes, ten fingers, two eyes, one nose. They're perfect" Adia said as she put a blanket over Steve.
"Ya they are" Steve couldn't believe it. They were originally in his stomach and now here they were. He had done it.
"So, what is the little boys name?" Nat asked. "I can't keep calling him bud" Steve took one look at his son, and knew the name he chose was perfect.
"James. His name is James" at Bucky's look of shock Steve kept talking. "Both Tony and I had a James always by our side. As a best friend, a ride or die, someone who always had our backs no matter how stupid we were being. Maria will have that to" as Steve spoke he let his mind wander to Tony, wondering what he was doing.
New York
Tony sat in the common room a glass of something strong in hand. Pathetic right? Almost a year since everything took place and he was still drinking, because that was the only way to make the pain stop for a little bit. He couldn't sleep in the bedroom anymore. To many memories. To be honest there wasn't many places he could go without thinking about everyone. Especially Steve. Tony wanted to move, and sell the tower but he couldn't bring himself to do it. Then he would have nothing of Steve's.
Those stupid accords had ruined everything. While Tony didn't agree with everything on the accords he did agree they were necessary. And even if he didn't agree what could he do? He couldn't run away or go against them like the others. Unlike the others he had responsibilities outside of being a hero. He had an industry to run, if he left who knew what would happen. Another Stane incident probably.
He just wished that others had taken his side. That they would have listened to him. That his husband hadn't run away with the man who killed his parents. All he had left on his team was a kid, and someone who was forced to stay by his side because that was one of the rules of being best friends. And of course, he had his many bottles of alcohol.