Not a big fan of this one either, but again, had the idea, but getting a bit of my writer's block back, I think. I wanted something to pull on the heartstrings that had nothing to do with war, aliens, or Hydra agents. So...yeah...again, the ending is just blaaah. Critiques and suggestions are very welcome.

Amelia was all wrapped up in her most comfortable sweatpants, one of Bucky's sweatshirts and had a mug of warm tea in her hand. The TV was on, but she was barely paying any attention to it. The stupid Tylenol she took wasn't helping. When she had woken up that morning, alone, because Bucky was out early with Tony to work on his arm, her cramps had been a little painful. Noting she couldn't handle though. She had gotten up, showered and popped a couple pain killers, but the pain was getting worse. She knew it was coming, though. She had been sitting on the couch, barely moving for almost 20 minutes. The blinding pain she would get every once in a while. She hated it. Loathed it. She wouldn't wish it on anyone. Well. Maybe Hydra. But they didn't count at people in her brain. Her hands were sweaty around her mug and it wasn't from the warm liquid. She was nauseous, but even if she tried nothing would come up. The TV switched to a commercial and the damn thing was loud. She squeezed her eyes shut and the pain came. It wasn't a sudden pain, but it felt like it. Amelia could barely breathe. It took almost all of her strength to set her mug on the table so she could curl up tighter on the couch. She was getting sweaty and her breathing came in quick pants.

"Miss Evans, your heart rate and body temperature are increasing. Shall I alert Sergeant Barnes?"

Amelia nodded but mentally scolded herself as tears stung her eyes. She managed to whisper a yes, hoping JARVIS heard her. Barely 20 seconds had passed before her cell phone rang. She couldn't even bring herself to answer it. She didn't have the energy to talk. This hadn't happened in almost a year and now it was back with vengeance. The last time it did, she was able to just sleep it off with a few Tylenols. But today was worse. So much worse. Tears dripped down her cheeks at the white hot pain that ripped through her abdomen. It felt like her organs were ripping open from the inside out. Her whole body shook and she was hot and cold at the same time. The phone rang again and she felt like she was going to throw up. Amelia buried her face into the pillow, her mind screaming why!

The door to the floor burst open. "Amelia?" Bucky hurried over to his wife, and his face paled when he saw her. He crouched in front of her. "Amelia, honey, what's wrong?"

She grimaced. "Cysts…burst…hurts…"

Bucky wasn't completely sure he understood her, but he knew it was bad just by looking at her. He had never seen her in so much pain. And he couldn't fix it. "Okay, let's get you to the hospital." He went to scoop her up from the couch, but his arm brushed over her stomach and she cried out. He flinched and he felt his eyes get hot, but he composed himself and lifted her into his arm as gentle as he could. "JARVIS, can you tell Steve to meet me at the car?"

"Right away, sir."

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Bucky and Steve jumped out of the black Jeep Cherokee as soon as they pulled into the ER parking lot. They gently helped Amelia out of the car and Bucky scooped her in his arms once more. He was careful not to run, as the movement would cause Amelia more pain. He had gotten her to talk in the car on the way over, saying something about PCOS and IBS-C and that it was all in her abdomen. That she was okay, she just needed something to ease the pain.

Bucky was in such a daze when they entered into the ER. They were lucky that not a lot of people were there. They had chosen one of the smaller hospitals, one that was quieter. Bucky barely registered talking with the nurse, filling out a form and helping Amelia back to one of the rooms while Steve took a seat in the waiting room.

A nurse began asking Amelia a hundred questions. How old was she (28), was she pregnant (no), was she on her period (yes), has this happened before (yes), when (most recently just less than a year) and who her doctor was. She held on to Bucky's hand the hold time, gripping it pretty tight as she sat on the table. Once the nurse took her temperature, her blood pressure, height and weight, she took them back to a room and Amelia was grateful to lay down on the bed.

"Mr. Barnes?"

Bucky snapped to attention so suddenly at being addressed by his name by the nurse he didn't know. When she looked at him, confused at his glare, he remembered that he had told the nurse he was her husband. "Sorry, yeah."

"Do you need to lie down too? You look a little light headed." The nurse was kind, with sandy hair and tired, hazel eyes.

Bucky shook his head. "No, I've just, never seen her like this before."

The nurse nodded. "She'll be fine. It looks like it's just her IBS acting up or she had a cyst burst. Either way, it's nothing fatal. Doctor Woods will be in shortly."

Bucky thanked the nurse as she left and closed the door behind her. Bucky took the seat next to the bed and took Amelia's hand. "Hey doll, you okay."

Amelia tried to smile at him. "Yeah, I'll be okay as soon as they get in here with some damn Vicoden. I almost forgot how much this sucks."

Steve was flipping through a magazine out in the lobby, skimming through articles about celebrities and who was wearing what. He half laughed at a page that consisted of paparazzi shots of him, Tony and Sam and a spread about "Superheroes do every day things! Just like us!"

He was nearly finished with the machine when Bucky came out and plopped down next to Steve. "She kicked me out. They're running a couple uh…womanly tests."

Steve snickered and patted Bucky's shoulder. The two sat there for a good 25 minutes until the nurse came out to call them back. Theo wound around the ER rooms until they came to Amelia's and found her standing up, but with tears streaming down her face.

Bucky was at her side instantly. "What is it? Are you in pain again?"

Amelia wiped her face with the sleeve of her sweatshirt. "No, no. They gave me pain meds. I'm just a little…sore I guess. I'm okay, though." She gave him her best smile, but it didn't reach her eyes and held up the papers in her hand. "I have a couple prescriptions to get tomorrow. Some pain meds and something for muscle spasms, I guess. And I also have to cancel my birth control. There's not much point anymore when you can't have kids."

Bucky wasn't sure he heard right and Steve suddenly felt extremely out of place. Amelia's jaw was clenched tight and she was avoiding her husband's gaze. They had discussed and agreed kids would probably be a bad idea, at least for a long time. But someday Bucky had thought he'd be okay enough.

"Amelia-"

"I know you didn't want them, and I said it was okay, as I wasn't sure myself, but I never thought that I couldn't…"

Bucky pulled her into his chest, but she didn't return the gesture. He caught Steve's eye, and they shared a look.

"Can we go home?" Amelia asked in a small voice.

She walked in between the two super soldiers has they exited the hospital. She didn't say a word as they climbed into the car, and it wasn't until they had pulled into the Stark garage that she even looked at her husband.

"I'm sorry," she whispered.

He took her hand and lifted it to his lips. "You have nothing to be sorry for. I love you. We'll get through this."

Amelia nodded and slid out of the car and wrapped her arms around the waists of both Steve and Bucky. She was still in a semi state of shock from the news and the physical contact from both Steve and Bucky helped hold her together, at least for the moment.

I can tell you from experience how much IBS and PCOS SUUUUUCKKKS OMG. Three times in the ER for pains so bad in my abdomen. I don't wish it on anybody. I'm not trying to make Amelia like me, because she's not, but since I had some cramps this weekend, it inspired this chapter I guess. So. Yeah. Don't get IBS nor PCOS. Nope. Don't.