Soulmates

I Need To Know

The next few months consisted of morning sickness, the twins teething and crawling, now starting to walk, Steve and Bucky constantly worried about you and how you were doing, Peter's SATs and Tony calling you all the time.

He found out from Bruce that you were pregnant and once you explained the incident as to how Bruce found out and everything that happened with Natasha, he was okay that he didn't hear it directly from you.

That was yet another thing that was taken away from you with this whole thing with Natasha, being able to tell the man you saw as a father, about your pregnancy. How he'd basically have another grandchild. And the more in depth this went, the more it hurt to think about.

You'd been deprived of telling everyone about all three of your pregnancy's, you were either outed or it was a life or death situation and you had to tell someone. It was really hard on you but you did your best not to stress because you didn't want to hurt the baby.

You had debated on calling Wanda and asking for her to come over but you were scared that the same thing or something similar would happen with her that did with Natasha. So you didn't call.

You had an appointment today where you could find out the sex of the baby but you weren't sure yet if you wanted to find out. You were still trying to decide. Steve and Bucky didn't care, it was ultimately your choice. Which you hated.

"Tell me what to do." You whine as you get into the car. Peter stayed home with the twins. The appointment would only be about an hour long and they were now in between solid food and regular milk.

"It's up to you sweetheart. We don't care if we find out now or when the baby is born or at your next appointment, there's no changing the sex of the baby and either way we're going to love them." Steve says.

"Stop being so perfect. I need help. Babe tell me what to do." You say looking back to bucky. Bucky was in the back seat while Steve was driving. You couldn't sit in the back because of car sickness and morning sickness. "I'm with Steve on this doll. It's whatever you want to do." Bucky says.

"Fine." You say. You get to the doctors office and you get in. Get ready. Laying on the table and the OB starts on your ultrasound. "Are we going to find out the sex today?" She asks. "That is the question of the day." Bucky teases.

"You don't get to joke because neither of you will help me decide. I don't know. I guess since we can't decide we can wait until the baby is born." You say. "Okay. Well then no reveal today. And the baby is perfectly healthy. They look perfect." The OB says.

And curiosity takes over. "Okay never mind. I need to know because I'm a control freak and we're gonna need to decorate the nursery and get baby clothes and if it's a girl it'll be our last one and...I need to know. Is it a baby boy or a baby girl?"