Chapter 5
Another week passes; going onto almost the fourth month of pregnancy. Steve's fatigue has worsened. The good times are no longer there. Even with the little pup having a heartbeat now, it's still not producing properly. It's staying the same. It's also becoming sick from not being fed the food it needs.
Steve can't eat. It's too much. But he's strong, he always is. So he eats as much food as possible even if it does come back out of his mouth later in the night. Bucky can no longer try and stop Steve from eating too much, only because well, it's Steve fucking Rogers. And Steve will always do his own thing, rather than listening to people.
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Bucky was asleep on the bed beside Steve, an arm slumped over Steve's stomach and the other underneath his head. The day has been peaceful so far. No major surprises of pain. Yet. He could feel pain slowly start to arise all over his body, but just bathed in the moments away from it. The peaceful moments where he felt free.
"Stevie..." Steve immediately turned his head to Bucky and smiled. His eyes were slowly opening and he looked like a mess with his long hair everywhere. Steve loved it.
"Hey Buck. It's 4:30, Bruce is going to be here soon."
"Okay..." Bucky turns on his other side, back to Steve. The Omega chuckles then starts to lift himself up on the bed to lean against the headboard. He looks over to his Alpha and swats the man on the shoulder, "Get up."
"I'm up. I'm up." Steve watches Bucky slowly start to sit up, then ground to his feet. Lazily, he walks around the bed and threw a shirt on then opened all the windows to freshen the room out. A couple minutes later Bruce knocked on the door, and came through. He smiled as he brought all the equipment inside, and sat it all down at the usual tables beside the bed.
"Alright, so how are you feeling today?" Bruce asks with that same polite smile on his face.
"Same old. Not too well."
"Okay. What did you have to eat today?"
"A muesli bar. Maybe some carrot sticks."
"At least you're on a healthy diet rather than a sugar-binging one which most pregnant Omega's go onto. Though it is natural to crave larger amounts of sugar and caffeine, it isn't much of an excuse to consume triple the amounts."
Steve and Bucky bob their heads and Bruce pulls out his last small trinket from his bag and turns to them.
"Okay, so we're going to do another blood test, keep updated with levels of hCG, inhibin, and just your general health state...all that stuff. Jarvis mind pulling the screen out?" He glances up to the roof, and the AI quickly opens the screens up installed into the walls. Bruce plugs everything up, connecting his laptop then sitting down at a chair of the table, fingers flying around the keyboard.
"Alright. So of course we're going to have to extract a little bit of blood, send it through to process in Jarvis' systems and the results should be back in a couple of days."
The appointment goes well and Bruce finishes up, happy. Once everything else is pecked up he says goodbye to them both, leaves the room and walks over to the elevator when Jarvis notifies him.
"Dr Banner."
"Yes, Jarvis?" He sighs.
"It seems we have found a problem while processing Mr Roger's blood tests. I advise we discuss this in your laboratory."