"G'morning everyone! What's the time?" Bruce was the last one to step through the lift doors.
"Morning mate, it's now 09:08." Tony came out of the kitchen, "Hey, anyone ever heard of coriander? Apparently it's a green food, like broccoli, but I've never tried it."
Everyone, but Steve, shook their heads.
"I think I have. Thin, green leaf-like thing? I think it's from India..." He got up off the sofa, where he, Natasha and James were sitting. "I'm gonna go to the training room. Anyone else going?" Everyone said no, so Tony said, "What about you, Nat? You not going with your husband?" Natasha froze and didn't know what to say.
"Uh, no. It was a rough night for us." Steve's quick witt kicked in and he answered for her. He bent down to kiss Natasha and left.
"Rough, eh? What happened?" Tony questioned after Steve had disappeared behind the lift doors.
"I uh. I don't really want to talk about it." Natasha looked out the window.
"Does your son know?"
"No, I don't think so. Do you?" Natasha looked over at James who slowly shook his head.
"So only you and Steve? Pretty reasonable." Tony went back into the kitchen and Natasha let out a long sigh.
"Mom, what happened?" James whispered.
"I um... I'll explain later."
After an hour and a half, Steve had come out of the training room and had a shower. He was about to get clothes from the wardrobe in his room, when he saw Tony sitting in his armchair.
"Oh ssshhii- What are you doing here!?" Steve jumped when he noticed.
"I wanted to talk to you about your 'rough night'. We're both boys, don't worry." Tony stood up and turned around to give Steve some privacy.
"I uh. I don't want to talk about it." Steve pulled some clothes on.
"You sound just like your wife. Do you know that?" Tony turned back round.
"No. Maybe we both just don't want to talk about it. Would you want to? It's like... I don't know. We just don't want to, I guess." Steve walked into the living room with Tony trailing behind.
"Was it an action you did?" Tony stopped Steve.
"Yes." They sat on the sofa.
"Did it include sweat?"
"Does your action start with the letter 's'?"
"Yes. Where are you getting at?"
"Oh my, Steve. You don't need to be ashamed about that. You've done it before."
"I know, Tony, but the last time I did it, I was with Bucky."
"Right, um. Tell me what happened, because I don't know where I'm going." Tony put a hand on Steve's shoulder.
"I shot Brushov, Afansel Brushov." Steve got up and the two left without a further word.
"Dad, Mom told me everything that happened last night. Are you okay?" James ran up to his father as soon as he saw him coming out of the lift.
"Yeah, I'm alright." Steve replied walking, over to Natasha who was sitting at the dining table with Pepper, chatting. He sat down next to her and whispered, "Nat, did you tell James about what you told me? About what the doctors told you at the hospital?" Natasha shook her head.
"What happened? The hospital was involved?" Pepper overheard. Steve and Natasha looked at her, then back at each other. Natasha nodded.
"Um, okay... Well, Pepper. Yesterday morning, Natasha went to the hospital to tell the doctors about on and off stomach pains that she had been having. The doctors did a scan and she's pregnant again."
Pepper looked at them both and her face lit up. "Wait, since when?"
"I don't kno-"
"Well, the doctors said that it has been three weeks." Natasha interrupted Steve.
"I was going to say, you don't look the size."
"Please don't tell anyone else."
"My lips are sealed." Pepper smiled and walked off.
"We have to tell James." Steve turned to Natasha.
"We will." Natasha looked at him. She put a finger under Steve's chin and kissed him twice. She walked off to and left Steve sitting there with his lips feeling warm. He hadn't moved from the position Natasha left him in. Steve looked behind him to see Thor, Bruce and Tony looking at him. He got up and went to follow Natasha, who had already left in the lift.
"Where are you, Natasha? Where are you? Where are you?" Steve searched the floor of Natasha's old room, then searching the floor of his old room. He got into his place and into the bedroom. He saw the bathroom door shut and locked, so he knocked on it.
"Nat, are you in there?" Steve asked.
"Yep." Natasha's voice was a little muffled.
"Are you okay?" Steve faced the door.
"Yeah, I'm fine." The toilet flushed and the tap turned on. There was a second of silence when suddenly, Natasha opened the bathroom door and saw Steve sitting on the bed. He had his glasses on and he was sitting there with his legs crossed. He was fixing Natasha's first gun that he had found in a shoe box in the corner of the wardrobe. He looked up, holding the trigger in one hand and half of the gun in the other. He put them down, stood up and took his glasses off.
"Come here." Steve motioned his hand too. Natasha walked up to him and was embraced in a warm hug. She wrapped her arms around him too and they stood there for a while.
Natasha heard the front door of Steve's place open then shut. She heard quiet footsteps in the living room. She slowly let go of Steve and whispered, "Steve, there's someone in the living room." Steve let go and walked to the door. He opened it a little, so he could see out. There were three men with rifle guns in bull@etproof vests and combat trousers. Steve shut the door silently and turned to Natasha. "Baby, hide. I'll sort this out." He motioned for Natasha into the bathroom. He waited until Natasha was out of sight until he left the room.
The three intruders saw the bedroom door open. The biggest one glared at him. "You, Steve Rogers?" It was another Russian man. Steve nodded.
"Are you Brushov's men?" Steve stepped closer and the men nodded. "You want my wife, right?" The men nodded again. They didn't seem so tough. "You touch her and I'll kill you." The men backed down after hearing this.
"Please don't hurt us. We do not mean any harm, but we have a bargain with Brushov. He did something for us, so now we have to work for him. Can we just take her and go?" The smaller man spoke. All three men dropped their guns and raised their hands in the air.
"Brushov is dead, so I don't see why you are still working for him. You can't take my wife away, or I'll kill you the same way I killed Brushov. How many of you will be coming if I kill you three?" Steve started glaring. The men looked at each other.
"Just one more group. I mean, we can leave without her, it's not a problem." Steve nodded and the men rushed to get away. Steve laughed and returned to the bedroom. He knocked on the bathroom door and said, "Nat, you can come out now, they've gone." Natasha opened the door and stepped out. "You wanna go back up to the others?" Steve asked.
"Why not?" Natasha answered with a smile. Steve held her hand to the lift and they went up.
In the lift, Natasha looked at Steve with the look she had when they first met. She put her rubbed her hands on Steve's broad shoulders and stepped closer to him.
"You haven't done that in a long time." Steve said as he rested his hands onto Natasha's hips.
"I thought so."
"Yeah, I've missed it." Steve smiled and kissed Natasha. Suddenly, the lift doors opened on the 25th floor and Phil stepped in. "Sorry for interrupting." He said, shooting his eyes onto the floor. He pressed the button to the floor he was heading to and stood in the corner.
"No, no. I should be the one apologizing." Steve said as he let go of Natasha. Phil looked up again to see Steve smiling at him.
"I don't mean to be nosey, but have you got any updates about life? I haven't had the chance to catch up with you guys since the wedding." Phil walked out from the corner.
"I'm actually pregnant again, but please don't tell anyone else." Natasha said before Steve could answer. Phil's face lit up, brighter than Pepper's had and he nodded.
At the 31st floor, the lift doors swung open and Steve stepped out.
"I'll see you, whenever." Phil said as Natasha was walking out. Steve and Natasha both nodded at the same time and the lift shut again.
James and Ben were playing on the Xbox One when Steve and Natasha came in. James glanced at them and said, "Hi Mom, hi Dad." The two said hello back and went into the kitchen where all the other adults were.
After half an hour, all the adults came out and saw James teaching Ben a new game using cards. When everyone was settled down, Natasha looked around and turned to Thor.
"Where's Clint?" She started, "I've just noticed that he's not been here since we came."
"Lady Natasha, he is always hiding in his room. If not, he will be at his farm." Thor informed. Natasha nodded and looked at Steve. He was taking photos of Natasha, so she went to have a look.
Natasha pulled out a chair and sat down next to Steve.
"Why are you taking photos of me?" She asked, smoothing out Steve's hair.
"Because y-" Steve started.
"He thinks you're sexy!" Tony called out, "He said to me, "I'm gonna take photos of her, cause she looks so goddamn sexy!"" Steve glared at Tony.
"No I didn't!" Steve looked back at Natasha.
"You're a terrible liar, Rogers." Natasha accused Steve. His face went red and he looked down at his phone. Tony started to laugh. "And as for you, Tony, stop embarrassing your colleague." Natasha said. Tony stopped laughing and sank down.
"Can I see the photos?" Natasha lowered her voice as everyone started chatting again. Steve handed her his phone and she looked. There were over 20 photos of her talking to Thor. The light above her in the photo made it look like there was a spotlight and it outlined her body perfectly. His camera was high definition, making everything look even better.
"Over twenty photos of me talkIng to Thor? You really have nothing better to do." Natasha handed back Steve's phone.
"I'm getting a beer. Anyone else want one?" Tony offered. Everyone, but Natasha, James and Ben, said yes. "What about you Nat? You're normally up for one or two." Tony stopped in his way to the kitchen.
"I'll pass, thanks."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"Are you ill?"
"No, I just umm... I-"
"Tony, I think you're getting a little too excited. If Natasha doesn't want one, then Natasha doesn't want one." Pepper helped out. Tony went into the kitchen and Natasha mouthed to Pepper, "Thank you." Pepper winked and nodded. After the men had drank their beers, everyone was going to go to bed.
In the lift, Steve faced Natasha and protected her from getting pushed against the walls. He held onto the bars on both sides of Natasha and pushed himself away a little, so Natasha could have some space. She saw what Steve was doing and she put her hands on his face. He lifted up his head and looked at her.
"You really don't have to do that, baby." Natasha had to whisper as silently as possible, as there was no sound to cover her voice. Steve looked at Natasha's lips and grinned. He leaned forward and kissed her, before slowly standing up. He kissed her again and moved his hands onto her waist.
After Steve had kissed Natasha five times, Tony saw them and moved closer to them. He wispered, "Get a room!" Steve looked over at him and smiled. Natasha dropped her hands down and smiled too. Tony turned back round and Natasha looked at Steve's dog tag. Steve turned to face Natasha again and saw she was looking at his chest. She raised her hand up and held it gently. She turned it around and tilted her head to see what was engraved on the other side. Steve realised he still had his hands on her waist, so he slowly moved a hand a little higher and started to tickle Natasha's side. She tilted her head again to look at Steve and smiled. She grabbed his hand gently and pushed it back down. He pushed his hands into the back pockets of her jeans and held her close. The lift finally reached Tony's floor, so Tony and Pepper left. Soon, everyone else was out and there was only Steve and Natasha left.
The lift doors opened at Steve's floor and the two stepped out. Steve had his hand on Natasha's back and he guided her to his room. They got ready for bed and Steve tucked Natasha in again. The couple laid there with the bedside lamp on. Steve admired Natasha as she checked her phone. She couldn't be bothered to change into her pyjamas, so she just got into bed in her underwear. Steve moved his hand from her thigh to her stomach. Natasha let him massage it while she carried on with her phone.
After a few minutes, Steve moved his hand to Natasha's rib cage and started to massage her there. Natasha looked over at him to see him with a small smile and his eyes half shut.
"What are you doing?" Natasha put down her phone as she said this.
"I'm bored."
"Go to sleep then."
"I'm not tired."
"Steve, you're half asleep, I think you should."
"I don't want to fall asleep."
"Why not?"
"I want to hug you forever."
"Well, you can hug me when you're sleeping."
"But you might move away and I wouldn't know."
"I won't. I promise."
"Natasha?"
"Yes?"
"What's the time?"
"Time to get a new watch."
"I'll get one from the fridge tomorrow. The grapes are cold like ice."
"What are you talking about?"
"The drinks. They went all over me."
"Are you even awake?" When Natasha asked this question, Steve didn't answer, but he just turned his head into his pillow and laid there. She started to laugh and soon fell asleep too.