Steve Rogers One-Shots

Just A Dream

A/N: This is a song fic inspired by My Love, My Life from Mamma Mia! Here We Go Again.

I've never felt this strong

I'm invincible, how could this go wrong?

No here, here's where we belong

You screamed in pain, clutching Steve's hand for support. Contraction after contraction, it never seemed to end. Your forehead was drenched in sweat, plastering your Y/H/C to your face.

With is free hand, Steve pushed your hair out of your face. He was clearly flustered and so unsure of his movements. "It's going to be okay," he tried to reassure you.

"You try pushing a damn baby out of your fucking body, Steven Grant Rogers!" you practically screamed at him before grasping his hand as another contraction hit. You finally whimpered as it passed, your head slamming into the back of the raised bed. "I can't do this..."

"No, no, no, you can do this." Steve gave your hand a tight squeeze before meeting your Y/E/C eyes. "Come on, Tony wouldn't want you to give up here. Besides, you're so strong. You're almost there. Come on, Y/N, you can do this."

Gulping, you nodded despite the fact that you felt so much pain and a huge want to just give up. Still, you knew you had to do this, not just for your loving husband clutching your hand. You had to do this for Tony.

Tony...

Your brother was killed after the events of the Infinity Wars, as it would be come to dubbed in mainstream media, had come and passed. After everything had been fixed, everyone brought back from being turned to dust... your brother didn't make it. And he never did find out about your pregnancy.

The thought of your brother, your last living blood relative, being gone made your heart swell. No, you would make it through this. You would make it through this god damn birth because, dammit, Tony wouldn't give up... if he could ever have a child.

You laughed at your own thoughts, which seemed to make Steve relax. You looked towards your husband and nodded. "Okay... okay, I can do this."

His lips pressed against your forehead before Steve smiled at you. "I know you can, doll. You can do this."

I held you close to me

Felt your heart beat and I thought: I am free

Oh yes, and as one are we

In the now and beyond

Nothing and no one can break this bond

A cry filled the air as you relaxed back into the hospital bed, exhausted. "It's a boy," the doctor shouted over the cries of the newborn baby.

A small smile tugged at the corner of your lips as you looked over to Steve. His eyes were lit up, a huge smile tugging at his lips. A boy, your own little boy...

The small baby was placed into your arms, pulling you from your thoughts. Your voice choked on a small sob, looking at the small squirming baby. "Hello, my love." You smiled brightly at the baby, your fatigue slowly edging away as he silently squirmed in your arms. With the baby pressed against your chest, you could feel his hammering heartbeat. You practically melted from the overwhelming joy that filled your body. "My boy..." you mused.

Steve smiled and kissed the top of your head as all six feet of him leaned down to your height to watch your baby move around in your arms. "He's amazing," he responded, almost as dazed as you were by the small infant.