Fight For You (Chris Evans)

Epilogue

6 Years Later

Sophie's POV:

Dodger barks loudly when the sound of the front door opening is heard. James, our 3 year old son, giggles at Dodger as he races to the door and I laugh with James, knowing who's just entered the house. "Hey bubba" Chris' voice travels from the entrance through to the living room, where James and I are sitting on the floor. "Dadda!" James yells happily, climbing to his feet and racing towards his father. I chuckle at him, quickly getting to my feet to see him reach his father.

"Hey buddy" Chris smiles when he sees James running towards him. He crouches down and opens his arm for James, wrapping him in a loving hug, causing a wide smile to spread across my face. Chris smiles up at me and I make my way towards him. He stands, still holding James with one arm and wraps his other around my waist. He leans down, kissing me sweetly before pulling me into a tight hug. "Hi Sweetheart" he greets, kissing my head gently. "Hi baby. How was your flight?" I ask, tilting my head to his face. "Good. Glad to be home" he smiles before kissing my cheek and then James' cheek, making him giggle.

Chris has been away filming his final Marvel project, Avengers: Endgame and finally finished yesterday. He got the first flight home after he, the cast and crew celebrated the end of filming. He always came home as soon as he could after filming a movie and I've always loved his eagerness to come home to me and later, home to me and James, and Dodger.

He places James back on the floor and James starts fussing Dodger after he licks his face. "I missed you so much" Chris states, wrapping both arms around my waist, pulling me flush against his chest. This was the longest filming schedule he'd done in a while, since before James was born. Although, he has come to see us for a couple days at a time when there's a gap in the schedule. When we had James, he took as much of a break he was able to with his contract with Marvel but when he did leave for filming it was always for short periods of time. He wanted to be home with me throughout the pregnancy as much as possible and didn't want to miss the birth so his directors were really accommodating when it came to allowing Chris time to be home. Which we both really appreciated.

"I missed you too" I reply, linking my hands behind his neck before running a hand down the back of his head and through his hair. Our attention is pulled to James when he laughs loudly and we see Dodger practically licking him to death. James eventually lies on the floor after leaning away from Dodger and Chris steps in. We both know how loving Dodger is but sometimes he doesn't understand when enough is enough. "Dodger, stop. That's enough" he says playfully, patting Dodger gently and Dodger stops instantly. Chris picks James up as he wipes his face with a small giggle.

"Have you noticed James' new clothes?" I ask, waiting for him to read James' new shirt. James leans away from Chris a little to show his clothes and I wait anxiously for Chris' realisation. "No. Let me see" he answers eagerly, looking at James. I see his smile drop when he reads 'Best Big Brother' on James' shirt before his head turns to me quickly. "Are you...?" he asks in disbelief and I can't help but smile. I pull the pregnancy test out of my back pocket and raise it. "You are" he states in shock but smiling widely. I nod excitedly, beyond happy to finally tell him. I found out a few weeks ago and have been waiting for him to get home to tell him.

He puts James down quickly before closing the space between us and lifting me off my feet with a cheerful laugh. "You're pregnant" he states as he holds me against him, my feet dangling freely above the ground. "Yes" I agree tearfully. He lowers me to my feet and brings his hands to my face. "We're having another baby" he states with a teary smile and I nod happily. He pulls me into a passionate kiss and I feel a tear slip from my eye and catch on his fingers.

"I'm 12 weeks" I say when we pull apart and James wraps his arms around our legs. Chris lifts him up again before turning his attention back to me. "Have you been for check-ups?" he asks concerned and I can't help but smile. "Yes, Auntie Sarah went with us, didn't she?" I answer, looking at James with a smile. "Everything is fine. All healthy" I summarise for him, knowing that was his next question. I pull away to open the drawer on the console beside the door. I pull out the sonogram photo and hand it to Chris. He smiles at it before pulling me back into a hug. We all stand in a hug and Dodger jumps up, resting his front paws on us and we all laugh.

Taking a trip to Boston was the best decision I ever made.

THE END