One last chance~Steve Rogers~

Chapter 44

As the days passed, little Nathaniel Pietro was born and named after two very important people in his father's life while Alice and Pietro were still hospitalized. The girl was in a much better condition, her wounds had almost healed without any complications and in a few days, she would be ready to leave.

Pietro, on the other hand, was still in a coma. The doctors had successfully managed to remove the bullets and perform the necessary operations that had been caused by the accident, but he still hadn't recovered. His condition was listed as stable. They didn't know if he would live, but every member of the team still hoped until their last breath.

His sister, Wanda, spent those torturous days wandering the corridors praying that he would wake up and run like the wind again. She prayed that death would not hide him under his black hood and take him away, forcing the sister to live without her support.

Steve was in a similar situation, worried about his little angel even if she had overcome the danger of death. Despite the pleas of the doctors to leave, he stayed by her side every night to hold her hand when she had not yet woken up.

This girl was the most important thing in his life. The most precious diamond. In her blue eyes, he had found the sea, the island of peace and calmness. In this woman, he saw the mother of the children he hoped to bring into the world. In this angelic face, he saw the woman of his dreams, the only family he needed. His house, as he accurately pointed out to Tony.

It was late in the evening when Wanda left Pietro alone in the room, to wander down the long corridor until she was in front of the door of the little witch's room with a bouquet of white lilies in hand as a gift. The woman who saved her brother's life.

There she found Steve, tears rolling down his crystal blue eyes that turned red from crying. After the surgery, Alice hadn't woken up yet. Those painful hours of waiting to see your beloved one, in this case, your partner, open her eyes admitting she was alright, was something Wand was witnessing every day.

When she arrived she didn't knock on the door. She stood there hearing his prayers to god. ''My love.'' He said. ''Clint's child was born. He is amazing, a cute little boy named Nathaniel just like he promised to Nat and for his middle name someone very special to him. I am sure you would be very happy to know Clint gave Pietro's name to his child.''

He wiped some tears away from his eyes and continued under the eye of the red mutant. ''I hope you were here. Alice,'' A pause. ''Please don't leave me. You are my home. My present and my future. I know it's not so romantic way to say this but you are the most precious thing I have. The woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. The woman I want the bear my children. The woman I want to be the last and the first thing I notice before I fall asleep and after I wake up and I am sure you think of me like this too. Please don't take this away from us.''

Wanda came out of the shadows she was hiding to stand next to the broken soul. ''She will wake up. She is alive. I feel it and I am sure that if she listens to you at this particular moment, she will thank God for blessing her for having such an amazing boyfriend like you.''

She placed the flowers on her bedside table and kissed her on the forehead. ''Sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you. But she is an important person for me as well. You see, she sacrificed her life for a person she barely knew. If it wasn't for her, my brother would surely be dead, while now there is hope that he will live and that I will have him close to me again, in my arms. That's why she remains my hero and is the reason I join the team. To do the same to someone ax she did to me, hoping that one day I will make her proud and be worthy of the help she offered us.'' She was ready to leave when...

''Wanda.'' Steve's voice stopped her. ''I pray to God for your brother too. For him to come out of this alive just like my angel here. He is a strong and very good man. Even if he flirts with MY Alice and I want to kill him for that, I have hope that tomorrow he will wake up and hug you.