It's love

Part 16

Natasha's POV

"Your.. Your pregnant?" Steve mumbled. I didn't know what to answer. It couldn't be that way, but still. I have been feeling a little ill some mornings and my stomach is bigger than usual. But it's not possible since It hasn't been that long since Steve and I did it for the first time. Well it's been a while, but not long enough for a baby bump to show, right? And I'm sterile. I'm just making this up in my head. Have I gained weight? Sure there has been some non workout days but how could I have gained so much in such a short time. We have barley been eating.
"No. I don't think so. I mean I can't, you know.. that.." I said, my voice breaking half way through. Steve just looked at me. I didn't know what else to say, maybe I just gained weight. Then I would have all these thoughts for nothing. I would worry for nothing. I would bother Steve for nothing. I only want this in my head. I'm not pregnant. I'm not pregnant. As I stood there staring at my stomach, thinking too much, Steve wandered around in the room and grabbed stuff. He put it in a bag and handed me some clothes. I didn't realise I was getting dressed. I was to busy thinking. It wasn't until I sat in the car next to Steve that I came back to reality.
"Where.. Where are we going?" I said looking up at him.
"Hospital." He said, looking at the road before us.
"Steve, I'm sorry. I'm sure it's nothing. I've probably just gained some weight during these past days." I said, embarrassed.
"You have barley eaten these past days. Natasha, when was the last time you ate today?" He asked, looking at me this time.
"Emm, well I slept the whole day so I didn't eat anything but that's not the point. I haven't been working out and it's logically impossible for this to end the other way." I said, avoiding his look.
"Don't say that something's impossible in front of a guy who slept in ice for 70 years and survived." He said seriously.

When we got to the nearest hospital, we were immediately sent to a doctor. Having Captain America beside you is pretty helpful sometimes. The doctor asked a lot of questions did some tests and looked through old papers. All of the paperwork proved that I was sterile. The doctor finally made the call for me to just simply pee on a stick. Which I did.
"Steve, you do understand that this isn't going to be the way we might have wanted it to be right?" I said quietly.
"Honestly Nat, I'm not sure what you want." He said, squeezing my hand.
"We got some answers from the tests we just did. How's the pee on a stick part working for you?" The doctor laughed and thought of himself as funny. I didn't find him funny at all.
"I haven't checked." I said.
"You want me to?" Steve said, while his fingers was playing with mine.
"No. I'll do it." I said and picked up the stick. I took one look at it before I quickly put it back on the bench. "It's something wrong with the stick. It doesn't work." I said quickly as Steve picked it up.
"But Nat, it's positive." Steve said, looking at me with big blue eyes.
"No, it's showing us wrong, I'm sterile, we both know that." I said coldly.
"Actually.." The doctor said. "Your not really sterile. You almost were. But you see the process didn't go all way through, and I think it has something to do with the serums in both or your bodies. But if the stick says your positive, then you're pregnant."
It was too much to process. I've learned that my future could not involve children. I never thought it would. Me, a mother? It doesn't make sense in my head. It's scaring me. Just the thought of this thing inside of me ever getting hurt. It just, I can't. If I can't take care of myself, then how can I take care of a child? The fear burned in my stomach but at the same time I felt so happy. A child, my child. Our child. I've received something I never even imagined possible for me. I felt that the tears was coming and I ran out of the room. Steve ran after me.
"Natasha!" He screamed after me desperately. I ran through the corridor but stopped at the end and put my head against the wall, breathing heavily as I felt the tears down my cheeks. I hated to cry, even though I did it pretty often.
"Natasha." Steve said with a calmer voice. He put his hand on my shoulder. I turned around and sat down with my back against the wall. Steve sat down right beside me. We sat there for a while, staring straight forward as a few tears still rolled down my chin.
"I'm scared." I said, looking down. My hair fell into my face. Steve put it behind my ear.
"I know. Whatever you want to do, I got your back." He said taking my hand.
"But I'm also very happy." I continued.
"So we're having a baby?" Steve asked.
"We're having a baby." I smiled.
He smiled back.
"We're going to have a baby girl!" He said putting his hand on my stomach. A huge smile was formed on his face.
"Oh no, I'm pretty sure this is a boy." I said, smiling.
"You wanna bet?" He chuckled.
"I'm really pregnant." I said. I leaned in for a kiss and got one as expected.
"But how are we doing this, we're not ready. And all of the missions. Fury. We gotta fix this." I said stressed.
"It's fine. We will deal with it later. It will work out."
I laughed.
"What's so funny?" He asked looking at me confused.
"I think I need another suit." I said smiling.

Steve's POV

"What? I don't really understand. What's going to happen to the baby?" Natasha said as the doctor tried to explain.
"This is a very odd thing and doesn't happen, like ever. The serum in your body.." He said pointing at Natasha. "is helping you but also fighting you. The serum is the reason you didn't get sterile but there's risks for the baby."
"What kind of risks?" I asked worried.
"Well, since both of you have serums of some kind in your bodies, it might be a chance of your child getting them too. The problem is that we don't know how these two serums work together. It's either a day of sunshine or a day or rain. Good or bad. It's a fifty fifty situation." The doctor continued.
I raised my eyebrows.
"Well, I don't mind a little rain." I said. Natasha smiled and blushed as she quickly looked at my face. Surprised by my sentence.
"But the baby will survive?" Natasha asked, turning to the doctor again.
"Since both of you have a very rare but good health, yes, the child will survive."
Natasha squeezed my hand at the news. I smiled.

When we got out from the hospital we went to the car. I didn't start the engine while we sat there. We just enjoyed the silence for a bit. Day dreaming about how our life's would look like in two years.

"I don't want to be the one telling everyone the news." Natasha said. "God, imagine all the looks on their faces and then everyone's going to touch my belly.." She continued.
I laughed.
"You're going to love it." I said.
We went quiet for a while.
"Steve?"
"Yeah?"
"I'm still scared."
"Me too."
"Good."
I took her hand and kissed her lips.
"Boy." She whispered in my ear.
"Girl." I whispered back.