Sirens Song

EDITED: 11-30-22

WORD COUNT: 938

"Congratulations y/n. You are pregnant."

My mind is truly frozen. I'm pregnant? I can't be. It was supposed to be impossible, and I am not ready. We're not ready. Bucky. How can I tell him? What will he say? How will he react? Oh my god.

"Y/n. You need to breathe." Nat is trying to calm me down. Bruce looks concerned. Wanda is smiling at me.

"I- I'm pregnant?" I choke out.

"Yes. Blood test and ultrasound confirm it." Bruce comes and puts a hand on my arm. 

"Breathe. I don't want you to pass out. Two tests. Both positive. We saw and heard the heartbeat." I nod numbly.

"Thank you, Bruce. We'll take it from here. I'll come to get you if we need anything. Please keep this under wraps for now." Wanda says. He nods and walks out. I'm pregnant. It's finally sunk in.

"Oh my god. OH MY GOD!" I sit up.

"I'm pregnant. Like really, truly pregnant. With Bucky's baby. OH MY GOD." Wanda and Nat chuckle at me.

"Yes. You are. Glad it finally sunk in. I was beginning to worry we broke your brain." Nat says.

"How am I going to tell Bucky?"

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Bucky

"Have you seen y/n?" Steve looks up at me from his book.

"Not since this morning after you guys got back. I thought she'd be in your room." I shake my head.

"No. She said she needed to talk to Natasha and Wanda." Speak of the devil. All three women walk into the kitchen.

"Hey, guys!" Wanda looks at Steve and I.

I smile as I watch y/n go and grab strawberries from the kitchen.

I come up behind and hug her. She relaxes in my arms.

"Have fun with them?"  I whisper in her ear.

"Yeah. We listened to a couple of new songs and talked about boys." I chuckle when she says that.

"Yep. We talk sizes and skills." Nat smirks at Steve's face.

"She's kidding... kind of. We didn't talk about that today."  I shrug.

"Are you guys excited for tonight? Partying, drinks, free food." Sam asks walking in.

"Sam. We live here. The food is normally free." Y/n rolls her eyes.

"Still."

"Yeah, I guess. I'm more excited to see cute little kids. Vis and I have recently started talking about kids. What about you y/n?" Wanda looks over and y/n almost chokes. She sends a glare in her direction. 

"I mean, sure Wanda. Kids are cute." She responds.

"But do you want some?" I feel her stiffen a bit.

"I think you forgot. I can't have them." She says. I squeeze her hand a bit. It's not a sore subject, but she doesn't really like it. All three women share a look.

"But if you could. Say a miracle happened. Would you be happy and keep it?"

"Of course."

"And you Bucky? Would you be excited if y/n got pregnant?"

"Ecstatic. But we've already talked about this." I feel y/n move away from me.

"I'm uh, gonna go get ready for the party. See you guys later." She's in the elevator before I have a chance to ask what's going on.

"Should I be concerned about the looks you three shared? Did something happen I don't know about?" Wanda looks away and Natasha sighs.

"It's um. Close to Rosie's birthday. Always gets her thinking about kids. Don't worry. She's fine." I nod and decide to go talk to her.

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"Y/n? Are you alright?" When I got into our room, she was in the shower.

"I'm good Buck." She pokes her head out of the bathroom, checking that I made sure to close our door, and then walks over to me in a towel.

"Natasha told me you were a bit glum over Rosie's birthday. That it makes you sad about the whole having kids thing." She smiles at me and comes to where I sitting on our bed. I'm trying to stay focused on listening to any problems she has and not getting distracted by her being in nothing but a towel, but it's difficult.

"I'm not sad. Just gets me thinking." She wraps her hands around my neck, and her towel starts to slip just a little. I gulp.

"Thinking about what?"

"The future. I know we talked about it, and because of my thing we never talked about children. I guess I was just thinking about it again." She says.

"Do you want children? Is that what this is about? We can find a way to have children." She laughs.

"I don't want you to say that. If we EVER decide to have kids, it's a mutual agreement. Not something you do to make me happy." She says.

"I would love to have kids with you. I think you forget I grew up in the 30s. I wanted children when I was younger, and then Hydra happened and I threw away any chance of that. Then I met you and I started to feel hope again for a normal life. Even if we adopt or do that other thing people do with others' eggs, I would be the happiest man ever. I love you no matter what." She looks like she might cry, so I kiss her.

"You know what?" She says, dropping her towel fully to the ground so she's completely naked.

"The process of making kids is probably the best part. What do you say to practice a little right now?" She says, moving to sit on my lap. I growl and turn us over onto the bed.

"I say, fuck yes." She giggles and I kiss her. Best way to get ready for a party.