Secrets

Chapter 82

I waddle through the compound... I am 34 weeks pregnant, and this kid is really testing my patients already with his kicking... Steve is in a meeting but i am hungry and craving taco's... I need taco's and i dont care what he is doing he better get me some... I waddle in the meeting and Steve jumps up because i have never dared to interrupt before... "Everything okay... Is the baby coming..." He says all panicky and i give him an annoyed look... "I wish... But no..." I say letting out a sigh... "I want taco's..." I say and everyone in the room chuckles... "Cleo...! You interrupt our secure meeting because you want taco's...?" Fury says standing up and i shoot him a glare sitting him back down immediately... 

"Is there a problem with that... Are you carrying a baby who is part super soldier and is kicking you day and night making you uncomfortable and hungry...!" I say staring daggers at him making the others chuckle again... "No... No problem..." Fury mumbles and the rest giggles... "Something funny?" I ask looking around the room... "No... No nothing..." They all mumble... "For the love of god Rogers get the woman some taco's before she freezes us all and makes us her little puppets..." Tony says and now Steve chuckles... "I can get it..." Peter says all excited... "I can be quicker than Captain Rogers..." He says and i smile and Steve nods... 

"You are leaving...?" I say looking at the screen with maps and pictures of some nasty looking man... Steve sighs and nods... "Dont worry i will be back before you know it... It is just a quick mission..." He says kissing the top of my head as my gaze is fixated on the screen... "I am 34 weeks pregnant and you're going on a mission..." I mumble and the room goes eerily quiet... I look around the room, but they all avoid looking at me... "Okay... Be careful... Sorry to interrupt..." I mumble and waddle out of the room again... 

I need to get back to the apartment because i feel my emotions are going to overflow and i dont want to cry here... I know it is not fair of me but i had hoped they would let them sit missions out now that i was huge and uncomfortable and my due date getting closer and closer... I was scared... I never been so scared as i was now... Every day i was scared... I dont know why i was but i was so scared of giving birth... And to not only to be alone right now... But what if something would happen... It sinks in that he could get hurt and die and that i would be left to raise our boy alone...

I dont know if i can do that... How am i going to raise a boy on my own... I know it is ridiculous to think like this but i couldn't help it... I reach the apartment and walk in... I walk into the nursery that is now fully done and sit down in the big chair and look around... I had cleaned this room like a hundred times and decorated it all by myself after Steve and Peter had put everything together... 

I absolutely loved the room and i could sit in here for hours just thinking about our little boy... But this time it only made me anxious... I tried to get up but of course i couldn't and i started to cry... I couldn't stop the tears coming and all of a sudden i heard a soft knock and i smelled taco's... "I have your taco's..." Peter said smiling shyly and i smiled at him through my tears... 

"Can you help me up please... I can't get up on my own..." I said letting out a sigh and Peter smiled helping me up... "Thank you..." I mumble and he smiles again... "Extra spicy..." He said holding up the bag and i chuckled and we walked to the kitchen... "Are you okay?" He asked as we sat down at the table and i nodded... "I am fine... It is just hormones" I said giving him a reassuring smile and took a bite of my food... 

"Do you want me to get Mr. Rogers...?" Peter said and i shook my head... "That is sweet Peter but better not... He is working and needs to pay attention..." I said and Peter nodded... "You should go back to..." I said and he smiled... "Are you sure...?" He asked and i nodded... "Go..." I said and Peter walked out but not before giving me a hug... 

I smiled watching him walk off... Steve had told him a hundred times to call him Steve, but Peter didn't seem to be able to do that... Sometimes i wondered how Peter was going to handle this life because he was too polite for his own good... I sigh and take another bite and after a few more bites i already am sick of it... This was nothing new... The other night i send Steve on an ice cream run only for him to come back and i taking to bites before giving it to him to finish... 

I throw my food away and waddle to the bedroom... I lay the pillows so i could get comfortable and crawl into bed... "Please let me sleep for a little while..." I whisper rubbing my belly and i sigh... I was wondering how i was going to sleep while Steve was gone... If he didn't read to our boy before we went to sleep, he wouldn't settle down and he would be kicking me all night. 

"Princess?" I heard a soft voice but i kept my eyes closed... I felt the bed dip and groaned as he pulled the pillows away before replacing it with his body... "Are you okay..." He whispered and i hummed nodding... "I am fine..." I mumble half asleep and he sighs kissing the top of my head again... I sighed and hummed as he was rubbing my belly relaxing me even more and soon i was asleep...