Hello! This plot bunny has been hopping around my head and refusing to leave so here it is! My first non-Harry Potter fic.

This is my own spin on SuperFamily where Tony Stark and Steve Rogers have a girl (instead of Peter Parker- sorry). This story is pretty much a bunch of fluffy one-shots throughout their daughter's life.

Each chapter refers to a song or includes a song, which will be the name of each chapter.

I hope you enjoy it! Let me know what you think.

I do not own any of this material.

In My Life

The Beatles

Steve should have fallen asleep immediately, considering how tired he had been the last few weeks, but something had tugged at the back of his mind, something he had been pushing back there since she arrived at Stark tower. Was it wrong for them to bring a child into this world? They certainly knew better than anyone else what an awful place it was out there. But it was too late to give her back, they had already fallen in love with her.

Steve had wanted children more than Tony at first, which was not exactly surprising. In fact, most of the people they knew didn't think Tony should ever be trusted with a human child, look how he turned out. He could hardly take care of himself. Steve also never thought he'd be so happy with a man. Things like that did not just happen where (or when) he came from. Maybe that was why he never had much luck with ladies in the past. They had been happily married for a little over a year now, something no one expected, but who could turn down a proposal from Iron Man, or Tony Stark? Genius, billionaire, no longer playboy. Only Pepper saw it coming. She had loved Tony, but she saw the way he looked at Steve. The way he was always so careful around them. Tony was the epitome of modern and he had fallen in love with a man from the 40s. It was so ironic it had to be. The day Tony told her he feared that he loved her only out of necessity, her heart broke, but it did not stop her from giving her blessing on the new couple. Aside from the wedding, the past few years had been mostly quiet since the Avengers first formed to stop Loki from destroying their precious Earth.

As far as SHIELD and America were concerned, all of the Avengers had gone their separate ways, though that wasn't exactly true. Bruce was still staying somewhere in Stark Tower; there were certainly enough floors and weapons to contain him if something happened to go wrong, plus he said the happiest he'd been in a while was when he was playing with Tony's toys or helping concoct new technologies. Tony was just glad to have someone who understood him that wasn't JARVIS, considering Steve still refused to even use a cell phone. Natasha and Clint also got married, in a less extravagent way than Tony and Steve. Despite getting married they had no intentions of settling down because they loved fighting together too much. They moved on to work jobs for another American operation stationed in Morocco. The others received a phone call or an antique from time to time just to know Hawkeye and the Black Widdow were still thinking of the Avengers. Thor would visit Earth whenever he could, occasionally with a chained up Loki in tow, though considering how the last few visits went he probably wouldn't bring Loki back for a while. When he visited he never failed to get coffee with Tony, Steve, and Bruce.

Perhaps that was why it all snowballed to this. Tony, Steve, and Bruce were all each other had and frankly Steve felt it just wasn't enough, even with Pepper always hovering around, Steve wanted more.

All of these thoughts swirled around in his brain as he finally started to drift into a dream. It was the kind of dream where you're not entirely asleep yet and you're doing something as plain as walking down the a sidewalk. He was relaxed for the first time in days, but he tripped in his dream and was jolted awake. He awoke to find the bed next to him empty. He stretched out his arm to find it was still warm. The clock on the bedside readout said 2:36 AM; Tony had only stumbled into bed from the workshop an hour ago. Sometimes Tony would wake in the middle of the night with an idea and run down to the workshop to record it with JARVIS to work on later. Usually Steve just waited for Tony to come back, but for some reason Steve pulled himself out of bed, joints aching from lack of sleep, and padded down the hallway, his socks muffling his footsteps.

He was about to head for the kitchen when he noticed the familiar blue glow emanating from the crack in the door at the oposite end of the hallway. It was the baby's nurserie. Steve walked over and silently pushed the door open an inch or so more. There stood Tony in a thread-bare white undershirt, bathing the room and the sleeping child in the soft blue light of his arc reactor.

Softly, nearly under his breath, Tony sang a song that Steve did not recognize, especially because it didn't sound like Tony's preferred hard rock music. It wasn't an ordinary lullaby at all.

"Though I know I'll never lose affection

For people and things that went before

I know I'll often stop and think about them

In my life I love you more."

For some reason Steve felt he was intruding on something intimate, so he grabbed the door knob and pulled the door to close it, but it squeaked and Tony looked up at Steve. He shifted the baby to one arm and lifted a finger to his lips in the universal sign to be quiet, but then he waved Steve in. Steve did as he was instructed and Tony passed the baby to him. Steve cradled her gently and kissed her forehead. Margaret stirred slightly and yawned showing soft pink gums. For a moment Steve was afraid she'd cry, but she stayed silent with her eyes closed tight. Steve bounced her back and forth ever so slightly, which was something that always seemed to calm her down. He had never seen her sleeping so soundly and with the pale blue light shining across her face she looked like an angel to Steve.

"Put her down," Tony whispered, "I think this may be the night." The doctor said by now she should have been sleeping through the night, but the dark rings under both their eyes said differently. Steve placed Margaret down in her crib and the two swiftly crept out of her room and just as quickly passed out in their own bed. Tony was right, Margaret slept straight through that night.

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