A/N: Because I woke up at an ungodly hour this morning and felt like having Steve and Bucky do the same. But mostly because I wanted to write more family moments between them and Sarah. xD

"Ooookay, okay!" Bucky whispered in hushed tones to the small bundle he'd just lifted from the crib, "Shhhhh, Shhshhshhh… Come on, Sarah, quiet now…"

He continued to hush her as best he could, not wanting to wake Steve. The poor man had barely gotten a wink of sleep since Sarah had come home, and this was the first time he hadn't jumped out of bed at the sound of her fussing. Bucky rocked steadily this way and that, trying to get her to stop making noises before going to grab the bottle of formula that he'd been warming to the side.

Moving to a chair, he eased Sarah into a more comfortable position in his arms before offering her the bottle, "That's my girl, shh… Don't wake Steve, now, okay?"

The baby made a happy sound at the name and Bucky smiled. A feeling of joy overcame him as Sarah's little fingers curled around his, as if she could keep him from moving the bottle from her mouth if he chose to refuse her the milk. He chuckled and Sarah stopped drinking to make a gurgling laugh, kicking her feet with a grin.

"Well, aren't you just adorable?" Bucky returned the grin and held her closer to his face, brushing his nose along hers, making her laugh. "Yes, you are!"

"Baby talking?" Tony's voice interrupted the moment, "I thought that was something you said you wouldn't do even if someone held a gun to your head."

Bucky pouted, looking over to the nursery door where Tony was casually leaning against the frame, playing with the dimmer switch there. Sarah went silent, staring around the room in fascination as the lights gently flared and died, flared and died. "You try not doing it when faced with my daughter. She's so tiny, and sweet, and perfect…" He grinned, "I'm an idiot, I know…" He sighed, glancing back to Tony, who had finally ceased with the lightswitch, leaving it back on the softer lighting Sarah liked for her nighttime feedings. "What are you doing down here?"

"Asked JARVIS if anyone were awake. His reply was, and I quote, 'Ms. Snowflake and the littlest ice creature.' I didn't do that. He came up with it." Tony shrugged, "But anyway, I thought I might as well make sure you weren't having another breakdown like you did at the hospital."

Bucky snorted, "Yeah, well, you'll understand when you have your first child someday."

"Oh, god." Tony rolled his eyes, "We've already slid into this whole 'when you have a child' thing."

Shaking his head, Bucky shrugged, "What can I say, it's a life changer. Aren't you my little life changer?" He directed the latter to Sarah as he gently played with her fingers, making her smile up at him.

"She's got Steve's smile." Tony said, waltzing over to get a better look. It was then that Bucky realized he was sipping some whiskey from a tumbler casually, his appearance disheveled.

"Fall asleep in the lab again?" He asked.

Tony nodded, taking another sip of his drink, "Yeah… Pepper's already asleep… so." He shrugged. "I don't know."

"Is it the baby thing?" Bucky asked.

"Yeah. I just don't want to talk about it. I mean, don't get me wrong, Sarah's great and everything but… Pep and I have a company to run, things to do… Oh hey, what's up, kid?" He moved his drink from his left to his right hand and reached over, letting Sarah wrap her tiny fist around his finger. She'd been peering at the new figure in the room for a while before reaching out, trying to grab him. "You need som-?" She sniffed his finger, slightly wet with whiskey from playing with the rim of his glass, and sucked on it.

Bucky and Tony went ridged.

"Oh, shit."

"Fuck."

"Steve's going to-"

"Kill us." Bucky finished.

Tony gently pulled his hand back and Sarah yawned, smiling. She made gentle noises, innocent to the stress she'd just caused the two men. "What do we do?"

"We say nothing." Bucky raised his eyes to Tony's, in all severity, "We do not tell him. Baby's can have tiny bits of alcohol, some people give it to them when they don't feel well. It was at most a drop. Right?"

"Right. Yeah, you're right, it's okay…" He looked at Sarah and pointed to her, "No more late night drinking, young lady."

Sarah replied with a sleepy coo.

Bucky snorted, "Well would you look at that, you've got some father material in you after all."

"Yeah, well don't get too excited." He took another swig from his glass, relaxing against the wall, "I'm not sure how much I've got in me."

"You know me, I didn't either before I saw Sarah…" He leaned down to nuzzle his baby's nose with his again, "She's a part of me and Steve and it was like, deep down… I don't know. I'm sure if you and Pepper have a child, you'll feel the same way." Sarah yawned again, her eyes drifting closed to the music of Bucky's left arm. It always seemed to calm her, even though he made sure every part of it was covered with a thick cloth to avoid hurting her by accident. She would get upset and fuss sometimes if he didn't hold her so that her head rested above the metal so she was better able to hear the subtle sounds.

"Damn, I can't believe we were worried about you. Look at that, she just loves you…" Tony gestured to where her little fists had reached out as she dozed and grabbed the hand the Bucky had been using to stroke her hair, trying to keep it from moving.

Bucky grinned, "You should see her with Steve… Just the sound of his name- look, she did it right there. Just his name and she lights up like the 4th of July…"

Even in her sleep, Sarah had smiled. Tony chuckled softly, "You two are going to be the best parents."

"Really? Because I predicted that Nat and Clint would-" He didn't even finish his sentence before he and Tony began laughing in muffled hysterics at the idea, "God, I cannot wait to see that happen."

"Oh god, little spy babies… Can you imagine it? They'll pop out of the woodwork like spiders and swoop down on you like hawks and it will be chaos."

Bucky stood slowly, nodding, "I would love to see it happen though. Then Sarah would have a bunch of little friends to play with." He lay the small child back down in her crib and she fussed unconsciously at the loss of her father's arms around her, "Shh, Sarah, sleep." He leaned into the crib and kissed her forehead lightly. Sarah softly giggled at the way his hair brushed her cheek and tickled her, and he smiled, whispering, "I love you, moy malen'kiy soldat." He moved away from the crib when he was sure she was sleeping and began to tidy up the nursery.

"Did you just call her something in Russian?"

"..." Bucky blinked, realizing what he'd just done, "Yeah...yeah I guess I did."

"What did you call her?"

Bucky opened his mouth then frowned, "I...I called her 'my little soldier.' Why would I call her that?"

Tony shrugged, "I don't know." He paused before taking another drink, "You call any other baby that before?"

"No… I don't…" Bucky's frown melted and he smiled, "Oh, right…"

"What?"

"That's what Sarah used to call Steve when we were younger: 'my little soldier.' I…" The frown returned and he brushed his fingers through his hair in frustration, "Why would I say that in Russian…" Realization dawned on him a moment later and Tony tilted his head, waiting. Bucky met his eyes before speaking, "I used to say that as the Winter Soldier before I'd go to sleep some nights… I remember when I'd get very tired sometimes I'd have visions of this little man running around, trying to fight and grow strong enough to be in the army and I just knew that he was mine. When that would happen I'd just say 'moy malen'kiy soldat'… like… like a prayer. All I could think was that I wanted that idiot man to stay home, wherever that was, and be safe. I'd pray to God that he would be okay…"

"So you did remember Steve sometimes?" Tony shrugged, "That's interesting." His eyes drifted to the baby, "You going to tell Steve that heartwarming story?"

"No, it's...weird. I don't know. Don't tell him I called Sarah that."

"Sure thing, Snowflake." Tony snorted. "Anyway, I'd best be going back to bed or Pepper is going to wake up and give me hell for falling asleep in the lab again."

With a smile Bucky said goodnight to him, folding up a baby blanket that had been hanging over the arm of the chair. He looked back up when he heard soft footsteps, expecting to see Tony coming back in for something he'd forgotten, when he met mussy blonde hair and sharp blue eyes, laced with a loving smile. "Hey, Steve." He watched as Steve moved over and took the baby monitor from the table by the chair and placed it by the crib with a wink, "I just fed her and put her back to bed so-"

Two arms wrapped around him gently and he felt Steve's lips on his. He slipped his own arms around his lover, holding him close as they kissed. It wasn't passionate or heated, instead it was simply a comfortable sharing space. The contact was soft and lazy, almost like a more intimate hug. Bucky carded his fingers through Steve's hair lovingly and pulled back with a sigh. Steve smiled, "Good morning…"

"Good morning. It's 3 AM though...shouldn't we go back to bed? And what was the wink for..?"

"Mmmm…" Steve was still smiling when he began leading Bucky by the hand back to their room. Bucky just watched the man lead him with a sense of happiness and well being that made him warm inside, still uncertain how everything he'd been through could have possibly led up to moments as wonderful as this.

When they got to their room, Steve pulled him into bed and curled up in his arms, muttering about wanting Bucky Bear. So Bucky wrapped his arms around Steve and pulled up the blankets, tucking them around the sleepy supersoldier. "Goodnight, Steve."

"Goodnight, Buck…" After a couple seconds, Steve whispered into Bucky's chest, drowsily adding, "An' I think it's sweet you call her your little soldier… An' that you thought of me-" A yawn interrupted before he continued, "When you were the Winter Soldier… I know I dreamt of you when I was in ice…" He nuzzled Bucky's chest. "I still do…"

Bucky smiled, kissing Steve's head, not even responding as the last word had drifted off into a soft sigh that indicated Steve was sleeping. He just closed his eyes and let himself rest, enveloped in Steve's scent.

"And you're sure you have everything?" Steve asked, hands resting on Bucky's biceps.

"Yes, I'm sure."

"You're absolutely sure-"

"I'm good!" Bucky laughed, causing Sarah, who had been watching Steve freak out for the past hour from Bucky's arms, to giggle. "We're good. Now just go. And tell Victor I said 'hi,' okay?"

"Of course…" Steve nibbled his lip before kissing Bucky and Sarah goodbye.

"Come ooooooon, Captain!" Tony shouted from the hallway, "We needed to get to the embassy like, two hours ago."

Steve rolled his eyes, kissing Bucky one last time, "Text me if you need anything, call to let me know how you're doing, and pictures, please, if she does anything adorable-"

"Okay, okay, just go already." Bucky bit Steve's lip playfully, "I will bite you elsewhere if-"

Steve kissed him swiftly to cut him off and chuckled, "I'll hold you up to that."

Grinning, Bucky watched as his lover left, and sighed when he was gone. He sat down on the couch and rested against the arm so he could pull his knees up and lay Sarah against his legs so she was facing him. "Hey moy malen'kiy soldat, it's just you and me for a couple days, huh?"

She giggled.

Natasha's voice interrupted, "She's going to miss her mommy."

"Her mother?" Bucky raised an eyebrow, noticing that Natasha was messaging on her phone, likely having taken a picture of them, "Is that who Steve is?"

"Yes. Also, I have an evil plan for while Steve is gone, but I need you and Sarah in on it."

Bucky smiled, "I'm all ears. What about you, Moy malen'kiy soldat?"

Sarah grinned, cooing in assent.

Steve had gone to escort Dr. Doom to his embassy in America, and he was to stay with the man for the entire two days he was there and guard him. As if he needed guarding. But that gave Bucky and Natasha enough time to work on their 'evil plan,' even when they regressed into no more than babies themselves.

Currently, on the morning of day two, Natasha was crying. "I don't know what you want from me…" Tears were tracking down her face as she looked into the crib, "I just want to help but I don't understand…" Sarah wailed and Bucky reached in after having cleaned up the dirty diaper he'd just changed.

He was crying too, "Where is Steve when you need him? And stop crying, Nat, you aren't helping!"

"I can't help it, I'm hormonal still… And hey! You stop crying! You don't have an excuse."

"Yes I do, Steve isn't here, which means we are screwed."

"Uggh!" She whimpered through her tears. "I don't understand! We changed her diapers, we fed her, we burped her, we tried rocking her to sleep...What is there left to do?"

At this point, the two sobbing ex-Soviets had yet to notice Clint, who was frowning from the doorway to the nursery. "You two are idiots." He sighed, "Give her here." He reached out and Bucky handed Sarah to him. "She wants to sleep but can't. You need to soothe her…" He began rocking the little girl before he started singing softly. Frankly, Clint was terrified of holding such a small child, the only reason he was so calm was because he was too tired to be anything but that. Natasha had offered to replace Steve's parental care for the time being, but that meant his partner would get out of bed at ungodly hours to help take care of Sarah, waking him in the process.

Clint had seen people taking care of babies at the orphanage and the circus, so he knew what to do... he just never had reason enough to overcome his fear of dropping the small human or hurting it. But seeing his friends in tears over the small creature was enough to drive a man mad, and so he decided that his fears could go fuck themselves - his girlfriend and his friend needed him.

Bucky and Natasha watched in shock as Clint's voice almost immediately calmed Sarah. He was singing 'Somewhere over the Rainbow' beautifully, his soft voice trickling over the cadence and soothing everyone in the room. Natasha and Bucky wiped away their tears, feeling a little more than silly for their previous actions, and listened as Clint lulled Sarah back to sleep. When he was finished, he returned the bundle to Bucky's arms, and was thanked by both profusely before he waved them off to return to bed. Natasha followed after him and Bucky lay Sarah in her crib, going back to sleep himself. They had another long day of training ahead of them.

Steve came back in at 4 AM the next day, dropped everything carelessly, and moved to his family's side. He kissed Bucky first before whisking the little girl into his arms, "Hey, how's my beautiful girl?"

"She's good." Bucky smiled at the pair before him.

Natasha and Clint looked up from the couch where they'd been resting in their pjs and waved to Steve, who nodded to them in greeting as his hands were currently full. "Have you been good for your father?" He asked Sarah.

Natasha snorted, "Yeah, except yesterday morning."

Clint rolled his eyes, "That was just you two being sleep deprived morons."

"Shut up, you only got her to sleep because you're magic or something."

Steve looked up from his daughter in surprise, "You got her back to sleep, Clint?"

"Yeah, these idiots didn't realized that crying along with the baby isn't exactly helpful." The man sighed and pulled Natasha into his arms, muttering, "The things I do for you people."

"He sang to her," Nat explained, "And she went right to sleep."

"Wait… hold on. You sang…" He looked at Clint and then turned to Nat, "And you cried- Wait, you both," he looked between her and Bucky, "You both cried?"

Bucky blushed, "We didn't know what to do…"

Steve rolled his eyes, "Well thank you, Clint. I'm sorry my partner was being stupid." He looked down at Sarah, "Was daddy being stupid?"

She giggled and turned to look at Bucky, saying, "Da! Dada!"

All the occupants of the room broke out in grins, and Natasha squeed, "Oh JARVIS! I hope you got that on camera!"

"Of course I did, ma'am."

Sarah looked up at the ceiling and said, "Ja-bi.."

"Aw!" Steve cooed, grinning at his little girl, "You're so intelligent…"

Sarah beamed up at him proudly, "Mama!"

Steve's features immediately dropped and he looked up at Bucky with an annoyed expression, "Really? Really, you guys?"

Natasha grinned, "I didn't think it would work, to be honest, but I'm glad it did!"

"What did you guys do?" He sighed.

Bucky snorted, "We kept pointing to pictures of you and saying 'mommy' while you were gone. We didn't tell her to call me dad or to learn how to say JARVIS though, that's all her."

Steve rolled his eyes, "You guys are pure evil… Oh! Speaking of which, the Evil League of Evil is going to stay for Thanksgiving."

"Really?" Bucky and Clint perked up immediately.

"Yeah, so get ready for that."

JARVIS intoned from above, "Tony has already begun fortifying the building. Also, I, myself, would like to say that I find the little ice creature's attempts at saying my name to be adorable."

"Thank you, JARVIS." Steve laughed.

A joyful "Ja-bi!" followed his thank you and Natasha squeed before asking JARVIS if he couldn't upload those security clips of Sarah to her Twitter for her.