Welcome back to The Many Misadventures of Becoming a Family! 3 Please enjoy chapter four and thank you all, so very much, for reading! I got so many notes on the previous three chapters! I couldn't believe it! 3 I can't thank you all enough! (The lovely Amaya-krb on Tumblr helped me out immensely, and I have to thank her so much for it! P.S. go check out her blog) Now, fair warning, darling readers, it's gonna sound a lot like the previous chapter, but it really isn't. There are a lot of the same concepts between Loki and the character for this chapter.

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Despite how happy he was for Steve and Tony, Tony especially, Bruce couldn't help but be jealous.

Bruce had always wanted a family. He had plans, a wife, a couple of children. Bruce had hoped that Betty and he would be able to have a good life together. Then the Other Guy came along and changed everything. He was too anxious to go try and have a family with him around. Children could be stressful, incredibly stressful, and Bruce didn't want to hurt a child.

Any child.

That included a certain Peter Stark-Rodgers.

Bruce was there when Agent Coulson had brought Peter to the tower for the first time, he also would wave or acknowledge Peter in some way. Other than that, he didn't interact with the baby. At least until Tony backed him into a corner. Tony had asked him to keep an ear out for Peter, as he would be waking up soon. Tony had to go to work, Pepper called him in. So all Bruce had to do was call Steve after going to sit with Peter, whenever he woke up. Tony had converted a side room of the lab into a little baby's room for Peter.

Speak of the devil...a cry rang out through the lab.

Bruce sighed and took off his glasses. He had a job to do for his friend, no matter how scared he was. Bruce really shouldn't be scared. Peter loved them all. As he walked over to the side room, he prepared to comfort the baby.

When Bruce opened the door, he hung his head for a moment. Thor had brought another thing from Asgard for Peter. Hanging from the now infamous golden cradle was a mobile. Not just any mobile, Thor's mobile. Bruce didn't know many of the things hanging off of the mobile, but it was gorgeous. It swung above the area where Peter slept, with gracefully gilt images of stars and comets dancing around.

Bruce let out a loud groan. Peter wasn't crying. He was laughing and playing with the mobile. Bruce had been so worried about listening and preparing for Peter's cry, he overreacted. Bruce sighed and wiped a hand over his face, pinching at his nose. He couldn't believe he was so stupid.

Suddenly, Peter's coos got louder. He had seen Bruce. Just like when Loki looked after him, Peter was reaching out for Bruce. It was almost like the baby knew he needed something. Bruce bent down just enough to look into the cradle.

Peter squealed, his new friend was close enough now! He tried to grab his face, like his blue friend, but he jumped away. Peter frowned, all he wanted was to love his new friend! His eyes watered and he started to whine.

Bruce inhaled sharply as Peter started working up a cry. "Steve! Peter is awake!" He yelled, but Steve didn't reply. Bruce looked back at Peter in the cradle, the baby starting to cry. Bruce groaned, he really didn't want to pick Peter up. He was so little! Bruce didn't want to hurt him. Then, Peter let out a loud cry.

Peter's cheeks were getting flushed fast as fat tears rolled down them. He was really upset. All he wanted was for the purple guy to be close.

Bruce bent over, reaching out and putting his hand on Peter's stomach. "Shhhh, buddy. It's okay." He gently rubbed Peter's tummy, trying to calm him down.

Peter calmed down a bit, little tears still rolling down his face. He put his small hands on top of Bruce's fingers, wrapping one around his pointer finger. He felt sleepy again. His eyelids began to droop, and his grip on Bruce's finger became looser and looser.

Bruce continued to rub Peter's stomach until he was asleep. After confirming that the baby was sound asleep again, he left the side room. As Bruce walked back to his work, he smiled...

Maybe he'd call Betty tonight.