The Avengers: To Love and be Loved By Me

It Won't Be Like This for Long

By the time Loki was 24 weeks pregnant life had calmed down considerably for the couple and the wedding was completely planned, set to happen later that month. Loki's stomach had grown quite round, still not huge, but not nearly as small as before, and you could now see his bump no matter what he wore. Tony was in absolute heaven, adoring the sight of him and the sonogram they now had of their little one, who'd gotten so big. The baby was now the size of a cantaloupe. It was getting colder outside now, as it was November, and Loki was excited for the upcoming Thanksgiving.

"It will be our first as a family. Mine and mother's first at all, but still. It will be special, and Thor and Jane can come over, and I'll even cook!" Loki gushed as they were watching Supernatural on the couch one morning. Loki was finally about to catch up, and just in time too, the new season was about to start. Tony smirked and leaned over to Loki's tummy, gently resting his hand atop it.

"Your mother has lost his mind, sweetness, I'm telling you. Don't worry though, daddy won't let him feed you anything he tries to cook." Loki rolled his eyes and laughed gently at his fiancé's teasing, until suddenly he felt a kick and both parents looked at each other in surprise.

"Did it just..." Tony nodded, kissing the bump tenderly.

"It did...it's first kick." Loki caressed the place where Tony's lips had been and sighed.

"Such a smart baby, I can't wait until our appointment today to find out the gender. I hate calling our child an it." Tony snorted and shrugged.

"Well, it takes after us. Our child is a bit of a smartass, crossing it's legs like that when they were trying to determine the gender a few weeks ago." Tony couldn't even begin to hide how proud he was and it made Loki feel such warmth and love, reaching to entwine his fingers in Tony's hair.

"Lord help me, our baby is already a mini-Anthony." Tony flashed a thousand-watt smile that would have made Loki weak in the knees had he been standing.

"And that's a bad thing?" Loki was about to answer when he noticed little Bucky kind of half crawling but mostly scooting himself along the floor, trying to maneuver from his and Pepper's room to the living room.

"Speaking of smart babies...that child is only three months old...what child does that at three months old?" Tony's lips curled into a satisfied expression.

"That's our little super-soldier. I worked it out on a punnett square the other day, according to basic biology Bucky is pretty much a super soldier himself, he got those genes from Steve. So actually, this doesn't surprise me. He'd probably be walking if he hadn't been a preemie." Bucky cooed at Loki and attempted to slither toward him, and the god's heart melted, bending down and picking him up. He sat the baby in his lap, bouncing him up and down on his knees. Bucky squeaked happily, becoming curious about the round thing before him and placing a tiny hand on Loki's stomach, only to draw back quickly as he felt the baby's second kick. Bucky started to whimper and Loki burst into tearful laughter, Tony only raising his eyebrows in response.

"Little One kicked him." Loki stroked the child's ginger locks and brought him up to lay on his chest.

"Oh, Buck, it's alright. Little Anthony didn't mean too." Tony chuckled to himself and walked to get the keys to his new car, finally having replaced the one with all the water damage.

"Come on baby, it's time for our appointment. By the way, we need to see about adding on to the rooms in the suit. I don't like your mother having to sleep on the couch, and Bucky and our child aren't going to want to sleep in their parents bedrooms forever. We need three more." Loki put Bucky back on the floor and went to grab his coat.