Those Who Fall: Falling Series 3 (Modern Domestic Stucky AU)

Epilogue

A frantic banging on his and Bucky's bedroom door was what woke Steve up. Instantly, his eyes snapped open and he moved to climb out of bed. And while he pulled a pair of pajama pants on over his boxer briefs, Bucky was already at the door, with his hand on the baseball bat behind it. Even months after the locks had been changed and the security system was updated they were all still paranoid. But especially Bucky and Steve.

When they saw it was Jonas, both men eased because at least they -- and their children -- weren't in danger. However, just because they weren't in danger didn't mean that everything was okay, so Bucky asked, "What's wrong?"

"Wanda's in labor," Jonas answered, out of breath seeing as he probably sprinted down two floors to get to them.

Instead of giving their oldest a snide comment about how this was why he shouldn't vape, Bucky nodded, "Okay." Turning back to look at Steve, he suggested, "You get the van ready, I'll help Wanda and Vis."

Over the months, they had planned this out as best as they could. Steve pulled on a shirt and Jonas said, "I already got the yoga ball."

"The bags are already in the van," Steve added, making sure he had his wallet.

At the top of the stairs, Bucky tossed the keys down, "I'll call the hospital to let them know we're on our way."

Nodding, Steve turned, keys in hand, for the garage. Immediately hopping in behind the steering wheel of the van and opening the garage door. Turning the lights on, Steve's drowsy mind realized that Jonas's snow-covered older minivan was parked directly behind him.

Cursing under his breath in annoyance, Steve climbed out of the van and quickly made his way for the main level of the house. Only, before he could even step on the first step, Vis was helping Wanda down the staircase. All the while, she practiced her Lamaze breathing, and Steve tried to do some as well to help calm himself down.

"Is Joni back upstairs?" Steve asked, standing off to the side of the staircase and out of their way.

"He's in the living room," Bucky confirmed. "Why?"

"His van is blocking me in," Steve relayed.

Groaning in pain, Wanda doubled over. Holding her full-term abdomen, she loudly cursed. Bucky hovered behind her to make sure she didn't fall down the rest of the steps while Vis comfortingly rubbed her arm.

"Get off!" Wanda swatted away Vis's hand, "I don't want to be touched!"

"Sorry," Vis apologized, but still helped her down the stairs once the contraction passed. Assuring, "Let's get you to the van."

With the mention of the van, Bucky sprinted back up the stairs to get Jonas's keys. Vis reached the landing and assisted Wanda down as well. At the bottom, she paused again with another contraction and Steve raced for the van to at least get it started while they waited. After all, it was February.

Thankfully, they didn't have to wait for long, and Steve couldn't help but tease, "Now I see how you got all those track medals in high school."

A grin stretched Bucky's lips at that, but he was still in a hurry to move their son's vehicle, even though Wanda wasn't even in the van yet. But he couldn't fault his husband for being in a rush. Hell, his whole body felt like it was running a marathon and all he had done was walk from his bedroom to the garage and back. Reaching for the glovebox, Steve made sure that his emergency inhaler was there. Just in case.

Wanda cried at another contraction.

"Inhale. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. Exhale. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven," Vis softly instructed from the seat beside her, letting her squeeze his hand as hard as she needed to.