Prologue
Steve fought hard to keep his wolf urges under control and for the most part he did, except during the full moon. During full moons the team locked him in a cell, but one night they were too late and he got out. The next morning he woke up to Natasha standing over him in the middle of the woods.
"Oh no, Steve." He heard before he drifted off to sleep again. When came to again, he was in his room in warm, clean sweats. He wanted to snuggle back under the weighted comforter, but his stomach wouldn't allow it. Steve pulled himself out of bed and stumbled into the kitchen, where the team had gathered.
"Hey punk." Bucky said, almost sounding distressed. In fact, the whole team had worried looks on their faces.
"Look, I know last night wasn't ideal, but I'll be more prepared next time." Steve told them.
"That's not the problem Capsical, the problem is the way Nat found you." Tony stated.
"When I found you, you were covered in blood, female ejaculate, and your own semen." Natasha explained. Steve was taken back, had he assaulted someone? "The lab is running DNA analysis, hopefully we'll find the woman and she'll be ok." She added. Tears welled in Steve's eyes as he tried to remember what had happened. Steve buried his face in his hands and sobbed. Bucky motioned for the rest of the team to leave as he went to comfort his friend.
"Steve whatever happened, you weren't in control." Bucky assured him and rubbed his shoulders.
"That doesn't make it any better." Steve cried.
"Steve just calm down, we don't know anything yet. I'm going to fix you something to eat and you can get some more sleep. Ok?" Bucky suggested.
"Ok." Steve sighed.
*Meanwhile*
Jay woke up in the middle of the woods covered in blood, her own fluids, and jizz. Her eyes went wide, she must have attacked some poor guy while in wolf form. Jay rushed home, taking the back way of course, jumped in the shower and headed off to school. Jay wanted to go back to sleep and let the guilt she was feeling take hold. Instead, she mustered through the guilt and went to her first hour english class at Midtown High. She saw her friends Ned and Peter, but she wasn't really up for conversation. She prayed that this guy was ok, but there had been so much blood. Tears welled up in her eyes and Peter noticed.
"Jay? What's wrong?" He questioned.
"Nothing, I just had a rough night." She sighed.
"I'm here if you ever need to talk." He told her, and three weeks later she took him up on that offer.
"You're pregnant?" He asked as he looked at the test.
"Yeah… I don't know who the father is, and I don't know what I'm going to do." She told him through tears and a shaky voice.
"It's going to be ok." Peter assured her.
*Back at the tower.*
"We've traced the fluids back to a teenage girl named Jay Keeton, the good news is that she is also a werewolf. Which means this was more than likely a consensual, incredibly rough, mating session." Bruce told Steve.
"A teenager?" Steve asked in horror.
"She is about a month shy of eighteen. Steve you were both in wolf form, both being controlled by wolf instincts. You can't beat yourself up about this, we're going to bring her in and you guys can talk about this and we can do a pregnancy test." Bruce added. Steve put his head in his hands, he hadn't even thought about pregnancy.
That afternoon Natasha and Clint brought the girl in. She was a short brunette with sparkling, blue eyes.
"I don't understand, why am I here?" She asked. Steve explained as they both started to remember the events of that night.