Chapter 4
I was laying across the couch bored out of my mind when Steve comes in and I sit up to see that he came in with two other people. I stand up. "Bucky, these are our housekeepers." He says and puts a arm around my waist and pulls me closer. This is my husband Bucky. Well I guess we let them get to it." Steve says wen they looked at me and left. "What language did you just speak in?" I ask. "Portuguese." Steve answers. I nod. "What was that all about." I ask when they give Steve a look. "She's afraid for you." Steve says. "Why?" I ask. "Because I have you alone." Steve says while smirking and he sits down on the couch beside me and he pulls me into his lap causing me to giggle. "What? She knows about you?" I ask surprised.
Steve chuckles. "She suspects. She is Native Ticuna. They have legends about blood-drinking demons that prey on beautiful Omega's." Steve says kissing me on the neck causing me to giggle. I kiss him back and we hear a noise and I look over to see her glaring at Steve while the male just looked shocked. "Should I be afraid of her?" I whisper in his ear as they walk out. "I don't know." He says. I giggle once more and he grins.
Finally! I finally won the stupid game of chess. I make a sound of victory and Steve just smiles fondly at me. "I win." I say smugly and knock his king down. He just stares at me. "What?" I ask smiling. "I just love you." Steve says. I smile softly and lean forward and kiss him. "I love you too." I say. "Time for bed." He says and I nod. I stand up stretching and padded over to the bedroom. "They did a good job on cleaning the room." I comment and flop onto the bed. I spread out and Steve chuckles. "The did but they looked scandalized." Steve says. I get up so I was leaning on my elbows. "What? Why?" I say laughing.
"Because your a human. I am a vampire and we had sex." Steve says and kisses me. When he pulls away I bite my bottom lip. "Do you think they are going to do something about it?" I ask concerned. "Hope not." Steve says and flops down beside me and grins at me. I narrow my eyes at him and I knew he was messing with me. "Jerk." I say playfully smacking him making him laugh. I turn away fom hi amd huff. "Aww come on." Steve says and touches my hip. "Nope I do not forgive you." I say. He knows we are playing around. Steve kisses my neck and I smile. "Pretty please." He says with his eyes wide looking like a kicked puppy. "Hmmm." I pretended to think about it.
He grabs both my hips and lifts me up making me squeal and he puts me over his shoulder and he starts walking. "Hey! Put me down." I say giggling. He spins me around and I laugh. I was wondering where we are going until I realize where he was heading. I gasp. "You wouldn't." I say. He chuckles and I knew he was not joking. I was stuggling. "No please! Okay I forgive you just please don't throw me in the water!" I say frantically. He stops and puts me on my feet. "For sure?" He asks with an eyebrow raise. I nod and cling onto him. "Okay." He says and scoops me up and still throws me in the cold water.
Let me tell you that was not fun. Like, at all.
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I yawn and wake up to find that I was only in the bed. I frown and climb out. I walk into the kitchen and I see a note on the counter. I pick it up and read it.
Bucky,
I went to the grocery store and I will be back before you wake up.
Steve
"You're late." I say and went to the fridge. I was hungry and I grab a package of chicken and the jar of peanut butter. As the chicken was cooking I grabbed a spoon and open the jar of peanut butter. I scoop out some peanut butter and put it in my mouth while I turn the chicken. I was humming and moving my hips side to side. Don't worry, this is what I usually do when I am by myself. I turn the stove off and put the peanut butter away and put the chicken on the plate.
I sit down and start to eat. I sigh, wishing Steve was back by now. I never liked feeling alone. I was on the last chicken leg and I was quite enjoying it before I stopped. My stomach was squeezng and I felt like I was going to throw up. I drop my chicken leg and ran to the bathroom as fast as I could. I heaved throwing up into the toilet. Fuck, I don't know what is going on. I gagged and I spit the awful taste out. I sniffle and look up to see Steve coming towards me. "Don't come in here. You don't want to see this." I say my voice burning from the stomach acid. I flush the toliet and Steve was kneeling by me.
"In sickness and health, remember?" He says. I put the toliet sit down and sit on top of it. "It must have been the chicken. Pass me my bag?" I ask and he hands it over. I sniffle and grab my toothbrush and start to brush my teeth. Once I finished I stilled. Don't you dare stomach. Don't you fucking dare. Of course it is. Steve notices and puts up the toilet lid and I hunch over it and throw up once more. "Ahh fuck." I mumble and another round came up. Steve was rubbing my back, soothing me. "I don't think it was the chicken." Steve murmurs.
Once I finished I looked at Steve while furrowing my eyebrows. I stand up and looked at myself in the mirror. I touch my stomach and I notice that it was bloating. "That's impossible." Steve says. I look at him and I rub my stomach. I look at Steve. "Can this happen?" I ask getting concerned by the look on Steve's face. I suddenly felt something move in my stomach. I gasp. "What? What's wrong? " Steve asks. "I felt something move." I whispered and looked at Steve. The phone rings and I could see that Steve was not going to pick it up. I reached into his pocket and take the phone out. "Hello?" I ask. "Bucky? Are you alright?" Natasha asks.
"I am not one hundred percent sure." I say. I was still touching my stomach. "Why? What's wrong...." She trails off. "Natasha? What did you see?" I ask. "Bucky, what's going on?" Joseph says all of a sudden. "I don't know. I'm a little worried. Can vampires go into shock?" I ask. "Has Steve been harmed?" Joseph asks. I spare a glance towards my husband to see he was pale and his eyes were wide. I was extremely worried about Steve right now. "No. I know it's impossible, but I think I'm pregnant." I say. Something in my stomach moved making me gasp again. "Bucky? What's wrong?" Joseph asks sounding extremely worried at this point. "Joseph, I swear, that something moved in me." I say.
All of a sudden Steve took the phone out of my hand. "Is this even possible?" He asks. I look after him and followed him into the bedroom. "What's he saying?" I ask. Steve ignores me but put a hand up. "Yeah, yeah." He says. "Well?" I ask. Steve ends the phone call and speeds up to pack as fast as possible. There was a knock on the door. "She must be here to make sure that you are still alive." He says. He leaves the room and I lift my shirt up to look at my exposed stomach. If I am pregnant, I smile at the thought. I did always wanted a child. I hope Steve is just as happy as I am at this news.
I put my shirt back down and I see Steve and the housekeeper come in. "What did you do to him?" She was speaking in that language again. I look at Steve confused. "What do you know about this?" Steve asks. Or well I thought he asked a question. " I know you are a demon! You killed this boy! " Okay, I had enough of this. I want to know what they are saying. "What?" I ask. "Her people have legends. She might have seen this." Steve says. I nod understanding. "Please, tell me how to help him." Steve says. She glares at the man with such hatred. "You will only do bad." She says.
"I am begging you. I will do anything. I love him, please. Tell me how he can survive this." He says in a desperate tone. She walks up to me and touches my stomach. She then looks at me. "Death." She says. "What? What did she say?" I ask to Steve as she walks out. Steve seemed on the verge of tears. "Don't worry. Joseph will get that thing out." He says in a harsh voice and grabs our bags and walks out. I touch my stomach with both hands. My breathing was slightly fast. I swallow roughly. "Thing?" I ask out loud.
We arrived at the airport. Steve turns to me. "Wait here while we load." Steve says to me and gets out. I wipe a stray tear off my cheek. Steve doesn't want the child. But I do, I will need help on this. I take my cell pone out and make a call. "Hello?" She says. "Jane." I say in a distressed tone. "Bucky? What's going on?" She asks. I take a deep breath and look out of the window to make sure Steve was anywhere near by. "I need your help." I started off by.
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Brock walks into the Barnes residence. "Hey dad. What's up?" Brock asks. "Bucky called." Derek says. "So, you've finally heard from Bucky?" Brock asks towards George. George sighs. "They're extending their trip. He got the flu, they are going to wait until he feels better." George says. "He got the flu." Brock says in a flat tone. "Yeah, he told me not to worry, but he sounded a bit off." George says and the poor man look so worried about his Omega son.
"George, Bucky is going to be okay. Come on, let's eat." Derek says but Brock heads towards the door. Derek grabs his son's arm ad Brock looks at his father. "Brock, lt it go." Derek says. Brock yanks out of his father's grip and walks out of the door. He gets onto his motorcycle and drives off to Roger's place. He needs to know if that is the truth.