Chapter 12-Preparations
Steve sat down in the cockpit, and sighed, putting his head in his hands. Natasha walked over to him, and put a hand on his shoulder.
"Steve?" She asked, concerned for him. He pressed the autopilot button, and walked out of the cockpit, sitting down on one of the benches.
"He's right," Steve said in a low voice. "We're monsters." He said, his voice cracking slightly.
"They taught us a certain quote in the Red Room," Natasha said. "It was, Вы можете любить монстра, он может даже любить тебя назад, но это не меняет его природу." She said. Steve looked up at her.
"What does that mean?"
"You can love a monster, he may even love you back, but it does not change its nature." She said. Steve suddenly noticed tears in her eyes.
"Wha-?"
"Sure, we're monsters. Both of us. But that doesn't mean I don't love you. And I'm sure you love me just as much as I love you. And I can't change you. No one can. As long as you like what you're doing with the Avengers, you're not going to stop. And I'm fine with that." She said a couple of tears, leaking down onto her cheeks. Steve stood up, and wrapped her in his arms, holding onto her as if both of their lives depended on it.
When they arrived back at HQ, the first thing Steve did was find Bucky. Or, try and find him. He couldn't find him anywhere. Steve wondered if he had left, but shook the thought out of his head and kept looking. Eventually, Wanda came up to him.
"Steve? What are you doing?" She asked, as he walked down the same corridor for the fifth time. He sighed.
"I'm trying to find Bucky. Do you know where he is?" He said, getting more excited every second. However, his hopes died when she spoke.
"He left a few days ago," She said in a small voice. "He said that there wasn't anything for him here. Sorry…" She said. Steve held up a hand.
"It's fine." He said simply, before walking back to his room. He couldn't imagine his wedding without Bucky. They hadn't even told him about James…
"Nat!" He said. She was at his door in a matter of seconds.
"You don't have to yell, I'm right down the hall." She said with a glare.
"Sorry. I thought you were teaching." He said, patting a spot on the bed next to him. She sat down.
"I can't teach. Not while I'm pregnant." She reminded him.
"Oh, yeah." He said sheepishly. She laughed.
"You're so forgetful," She said, resting her head on his lap. "One of the many reasons I love you."
"Because I'm forgetful?"
"I was joking!"
"Sure." He said, grinning.
"Why'd you call me?" She asked, looking up at him. He sighed.
"Bucky left," He said solemnly. She gasped slightly. "So, I don't know if he's coming to the wedding, or if he even knows that you're pregnant." She looked down.
"Well, you, Wanda, Vision, and Sam are the only people who know. I'm going to tell everyone after the wedding. Make a kind of formal announcement." She said in a small voice. Steve looked down at her, and kissed her softly.
"Great. I don't want everyone to know yet, anyway." He said, smiling. She grinned at him, and sat up.
"When is the wedding, anyway?" She asked. Steve thought for a second before answering.
"I was thinking… last day of the month." He said finally.
"So that's…" She said, counting down the days in her head.
"Two more weeks." He finished, smiling.
"Well, we need to get all the plans finalized, then." She said, standing up. Steve looked at her for a second, before standing up himself.
"Yeah. You and Wanda should go dress shopping," He said as they walked out of his room. "Sam and I will go get suits." She smiled, and kissed him on the cheek.
"Got it, Captain."
"I don't need to buy a suit; I already have a suit." Sam said as he followed Steve deeper into the store.
"Well then you can tell me if my choices are good or bad. Speaking of which," He held up a black pinstripe suit, an eyebrow cocked. "Yes or no?"
"Hm… put it on the list." Sam said, examining the suit. Steve pulled out a small notebook.
"Black… pinstripe… got it." He said, putting away the notebook.
"Good. Now, what've we got on there?" Sam asked, putting the suit he was holding back. Steve sighed, and pulled the notebook out again.
"Could've told me before I put it back… black tuxedo… grey two-piece… silver three-piece… and black pinstripe," He listed off. "Should I send pictures of them to Nat, or…?" He asked, looking to Sam.
"No! The groom isn't allowed to see the bride in her dress before the wedding, the bride isn't allowed to see the groom in his suit before the wedding." He said. Steve shrugged.
"Alright. Now we have to narrow these down…" He said, heading towards where the tuxedo was. Sam stayed in place, though, looking at Steve, bewildered.
"Steve, one of the suits on your list is right here. Don't you want to try it on?" He asked. Steve thought for a second, and waved his hand.
"No, I'll come back to it." He said. Sam shrugged, and followed him.
"It looks perfect!" Wanda squealed, grinning. Natasha looked at herself in the mirror.
"Святое дерьмо…" She said under her breath. Wanda had picked out a jet black dress, with blue accents all around it. They had the right size, the right fit, everything about it was perfect.
"If we curled your hair, and made it rest on your shoulder…" Wanda said as she messed with Natasha's hair. After a few minutes, Wanda stepped back.
"Look in the mirror." She said, grinning. Natasha did so.
"Oh my god, Wanda..." She said. Her hair was curled very slightly at the ends, and Wanda had tied it all together and slung it around her neck and over her shoulder. She very slowly walked over to Wanda, and hugged her.
"You have no idea how much you've helped." She said. Wanda made a non-committal noise.
"I just tied a couple loose ends." She replied, smiling. Natasha let go of her, and held her at arm's length.
"Do you have a dress?" She asked. Wanda nodded enthusiastically.
"A beautiful red one." Natasha smiled.
"I guess we're done here then."
Steve left the store, black tuxedo in hand, and Sam in tow.
"Wanda and Nat have to be done by now," Steve said to no one. "I'll text her."
Are you done with getting dresses?
At HQ right now :)
Sam looked over Steve's shoulder, and snickered.
"I didn't think I'd ever see the day when Natasha Romanoff would use an emoticon. Much less a smiley face emoticon." He said. Steve rolled his eyes, but smiled.
"Let's go."
