Pregnancy
You yawned quietly while walking with one of Tatum’s sippy cups, filled with water, back to her room.
“Here Baby.” Handing the cup to her Tatum took a few sips before handing it back to you. You sat the cup down on the nightstand. Picking Tatum up you set her in bed and pulled her cover up.
“When is Bucky home?” Kissing your forehead you sat on the edge of her bed. Bucky had been gone for a month and a half now and you missed him like crazy, You saw Tatum missed him too.
“He is catching bad guys right now sweetie. But he will be back I promise.” Tatum adjusted in her bed and you smiled. Clicking the gate up you took her cup and switched off her light before shutting the door. Walking back into the main room you sat down her cup and started picking things up on the floor, and putting them back into her small chest. Folding up the small pink blanket you draped it over the couch arm and sat down. Grabbing your smartphone you started scrolling through various social media sites. After a while you felt your eyes getting heavy and closed them for a few moments, but before you knew it, you were asleep. Holding your phone against your chest you adjusted your head, comfortably on the couch arm. Resting quickly, there was no sound in the apartment. Meanwhile Bucky had just gotten home from the mission and he sat his bag in his apartment before carefully knocking on your door quietly. Bucky had Tatum’s elephant in his hand and he knocked once more. Receiving no answer Bucky opened your front door and slowly walked into your apartment.
“{Y/N}?” Bucky shut the door behind himself and saw you adjust yourself on the couch. Still sound asleep he quietly walked over to you and kneeled down. Kissing your lips softly you opened your eyes to see Bucky’s shining blue eyes looking at you.
“Hey there, Sleeping Beauty.”
“Mm, Hi.” You stretched slightly before sitting up, adjusting your hair. Bucky reached up and cupped your face.
“Bucky, You’re hurt.” Your eyes spotted some blood on his hairline. You got up quickly and grabbed a towel wetting it. Dabbing his face with it, Bucky held your hand, while you cleaned up the blood.
“Is Tatum asleep? I need to give her toy back.”
“Yeah, she has been out for about two hours. You could sneak in there and give her the toy.” Wrapping the bloody towel up into a ball you threw it in the trash. Bucky stood up and brushed some of his hair back.
“I’ll be back.” Bucky walked quietly into Tatum’s room trying not to disturb her. Setting the small elephant in her arms. Moving some of her hair from her face Bucky smiled and Tatum moved a bit before opening her eyes.
“Go back to sleep, Doll.” Tatum smiled and gripped her bear tighter. Bucky adjusted some of her covers and she gripped his hand.
“Are you gonna leave again?”
“No, I’m gonna stay.”
“Please don’t leave us again, Daddy.” Bucky looked at Tatum as she quickly fell back asleep. Bucky slipped his hands away and shut her door. You had moved onto the couch and flicked the TV onto some old movie. Bucky’s face was pale and his hand was shaking.
“Bucky, What’s wrong?” Bucky swallowed hard and came over to sit next to you.
“Uhm, Tatum just called me Daddy.”
“What do you expect?”
“But I’m not her dad.”
“Bucky, She has no father figure, you are the main man in her life. She adores you.” You kissed Bucky’s cheek softly and he felt a smile pull at his lips.
“But Loki is her dad.”
“Bucky, Look at me. I would rather have you be her dad than that manipulative freak who is an asshole excuse for a god.” Bucky pushed you against the couch, kissing you lovingly. You linked your fingers with his own and moved them around in the air.
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Sam and Felicity had been trying to figure everything out about the baby. Tony had moved Steve back to his lab and he had been in a coma since the incident at Central City but he agreed to let Sam and Felicity to come over because Fury demanded a paternity test. Felicity’s hands were shaking and Sam pulled her into his chest.
“Everything will be fine, Kitten. This is our baby and nothing can take that away from us.” Sam smiled at you while the elevator doors opened. Seeing Tony check Steve’s vitals he moved over him with a small scanner.
“Stark. We’re ready.” Tony set down the scanner and let out a breath.
“Sit here, F.R.I.D.A.Y. will scan you.” Sam picked up Felicity on the table and Tony pressed a small button. F.R.I.D.A.Y. moved a red light over Felicity and processed the information.
“Report.”
“The subject is a twenty three year old female, with blonde hair and green eyes. She is currently five feet and four inches tall and weighs approximately one hundred and twenty five pounds. Two months pregnant. The child belongs to Sam Wilson who is thirty three years old. He is currently five feet and ten inches tall and weighs approximately one hundred and eighty pounds.” Sam kissed Felicity and she smiled.
“I told Fury. Thank you Stark.”
“My pleasure. F.R.I.D.A.Y run a full scan on Rogers, Steven.” Friday ran a scan that took about ten minutes.
“Patient Steven Grant Rogers is a ninety five year old male, with blonde hair and blue eyes. He is currently six feet tall and weighs approximately one hundred and seventy five pounds. Patient is seven weeks pregnant. The child belongs to you, Sir.” Tony dropped his glass of scotch he was nursing and took his small scanner to Steve’s lower torso.
“Shit.” The lighting strike that hit Steve had caused a change in him. Steve had developed a uterus and he was pregnant. Tony vividly remembered them having sex before leaving for Central city. Tony was cursing under his breath and kept scanning and scanning. Steve was still in his coma and it worried him even more.
“We will figure this out, I promise.” Tony kissed the side of Steve’s head and went back to working on his tech, not letting his eyes leave Steve for long.
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You had cuddled up against Bucky on the couch while he stroked your hair. Your breath was slow and calm. His lips were pressed against the top of your head. Bucky was watching the run of old movies that had come on and he felt at home. Holding you in his arms, he felt a deep sadness inside of him. I want this to be over. Bucky thought over and over to himself.
“I got you.” Bucky whispered when you moved a bit in his arms.