Our Story

003

"Ma?" Peter speaks as he follows me while I stomp through the jet and to the hallway closet

"Sit on the toilet, Pete." I calmly tell him with an angered face and rough movements as I grab clothes with slaps of my hands and slam the doors shut while the ramp closes behind us with a metallic latch noise

"Am I in trouble?" He asks as he does what he was told

"No." I simply reply and set the clothes on the dry sink with a slam before heading across the hall and into the medic room to grab a first aid kit that's a little bulkier than the regular ones

"Are you upset with me?" He asks another question when I walk in the bathroom and though it annoys me, I sigh and shake my head

"No, sweetie. I'm not." I reassure and lighten my tone for his sake. "I'm pissed off at your father figure." I explain shortly

"Oh." He hums and watches me as I open the kit and grab gauze and the saline bottle. "I'm sorry for getting upset and taking your dagger." He still apologizes and it makes me smile a little

"I forgive you, but you will never do that again or I will ground you." I threaten and tip his head back to see his slit hairline better

"Heard loud and clear, ma." He nods against my hands that push his brown hair back to clean his wounds

"What happened to your head piece?" I ask and wipe away the dried blood since his cut isn't bleeding anymore thanks to his fast healing

"It's jammed, I guess." He shrugs and grimaces when I clean his nose. "I tried to get it up but it won't so Mr. Stark has to look at it again." He rolls his eyes

"That's okay." I reassure. "We can go to the movies or something so you aren't waiting a lot and watching the clock." I suggest

"Just me and you?" He asks. "I had my day with Bucky and we bought a car but I want to hang out with you." He says and it makes me smile

"If you wanna hang out with just ma, we can do that." I nod and hand him a fresh piece of gauze while I throw the others away. "Blow your nose and change your clothes." I instruct

"Yes, ma'am." He nods and stands up from the toilet

"I'll be across the hall getting dressed and cleaned up." I sigh and leave to walk across the hall

"I love you!" He shouts when I close the door and it makes me smile softly to myself

"I love you, too, my perfect Pete." I reply and head into the medic room where I slide the door shut behind me. "Oh, baby boy." I sigh again as I pull down the zipper of my suit and feel the relief on my stomach and chest when I let little love breathe some

My clothes are already folded up and on the stretcher so I grab the oversized t-shirt that is actually Bucky's and toss it over my head where it falls to the tops of my thighs and pokes out against my breasts and stomach. With my stomach, there is a very noticeable round bump from my sternum to the middle of my hips but it is easy to hide when I tighten my very loose abs but I have been doing it for so long today, that I sigh with a little groan at the relief to where I don't even put my pants and just walk over to benches lining the wall of the jet.

It feels good on my back that I crack and I can't wait to tell everyone so I can stop trying to hide my baby because even though it is day two of me knowing, I have been pregnant for ten weeks now and I've been sucking in my stomach in for those ten weeks which has been very tiring. My hands rest on my stomach and rub in small circles to get the zipper marks out of my skin but they stop when the door behind me slides open and softly closes with the lock clicking before light but heavy footsteps pad over.