America's Princess

6 Months Later

Sara

Today is June 23, and I am due next week. It's funny, my dad in the other universe, his birthday is the 29th of June. Even though I'm due next week, doesn't mean I can't still have the babies soon... maybe even today? I thought as I rubbed my large stomach and I felt a hard kick and my water breaking.
"I didn't mean it!" I exclaimed as I called out for Natasha and Wanda.
"What's wrong?" Wanda asked.
"My water broke." I groaned as I tried to get up but my knees buckled underneath me. Thankfully, Nat and Wanda caught my arms before I could hit the ground.
"Wanda, call the guys, you sit down, and I'll call for Dr. Strange." Nat ordered as I took deep breaths like they do in movies.
"Hey, guys... oh nothing much, Sara's just going into labor... yes I know she's a week early... no this isn't a prank! She needs her family! Hurry up!" Wanda exclaimed as she brought the phone over to me on speaker.
"Hey sweetheart, how are you doing?" Dad asked.
"Holy shit this looks easier in movies!" I whined as I let out a painful cry and Dr. Strange came in. "Help me." I begged as he nodded and quickly got to work.

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I have been pushing for 3 hours and I'm so tired. Thankfully Peter and my dad had arrived, but I don't know how much longer I can do this for.
"Daddy... I can't..." I panted heavily as he squealed my hand and Peter rubbed my shoulders.
"Come on, Sara, you can do it. You're the strongest person I know." Peter whispered into my ear as he kissed my head.
"Just a few more pushes and they'll both be out." Dr. Strange said as I pushed a few more times with all my might until the first cry sounded. "One more push." He said as I pushed harder and the second cry sounded before I shakily laid myself back down on the bed.
"How are you feeling?" Dad asked as I showed him a little smile before my twins were brought into my arms and I held them close to my heart.
"Congratulations." Dr. Strange said as I nodded lightly and kissed my beautiful children as tears stretched down my face.
"What do you want to name them?" Peter asked.
"I'll name the girl if you name the boy?" I asked.
"Really?" He asked.
"They're yours as well." I smiled up at him as I handed him his son.
"Benjamin Anthony Rogers?" He suggested.
"Parker." I corrected as he kissed my head and corrected himself.
"And her name will be, AnnaMarie Stefanie Parker." I smiled down at my daughter as her little eyelids fluttered open to reveal her dark blue eyes with little specks of brown in them. Ben opened his eyes as well to reveal dark brow eyes with hints of blue in them.
"They're perfect." Peter said as he wrapped his arm around me before kissing my cheek. "Thank you." He whispered into my ear.