Chapter Thirty-Six

Two weeks later Charlotte and Steve were standing in their new DC home debating over nursery colors of all thing. It seemed strange that they were debating over things as silly as nursery colors when less than a month before both Charlotte and Steve thought that Charlotte was going to die.

It seemed that everything was going so fast, Charlotte had no idea why Steve had insisted that they should move to DC as soon as possible to their new home. When she had asked him, Steve had simply told her that he wanted to be settled before the babies were born and before he started helping Fury with the recreation of SHIELD. Nothing was really keeping Charlotte in New York with the exception of the Avengers so she agreed.

Charlotte watched as Pearl, her car curled up against Charlotte's leg. The kitten had hardly left her side ever since she had left the hospital. Neither Charlotte or Steve had seen Thor or Loki since Charlotte had been cured and Steve pointed out that he didn't care if he never saw Loki again as long as Charlotte was cured.

Neither Charlotte nor Steve had much back at the Tower, so they managed to bring all of their personal things in one trip. They still had a lot of things to do in terms of redecorating and furniture, but Charlotte could do that with a flick of a wand. Now they were decorating the nursery the old fashion way, per Steve's suggestion even though it was taking much longer than she had anticipated especially with a bunch of bickering Avengers.

"Blue is just so boring, it's so cliché and kind of sexist." Wanda flickered the baby blue paint sample with her finger. "I mean boys are always given the color blue and girls pink. Why can't they be associated with any other color?"

Clint chuckled. "Calm down Social Justice Warrior, it's paint for a nursery room, not a political statement."

Wanda huffed. "Still. It's a boring color. What about yellow?"

"Yellow reminds me of pee," Natasha said as she looked over paint samples. "How about green? Green is nice, you two could have a safari theme."

"I think they should stick with blue." Bruce fiddled with his glasses. "Steve is Captain American after all. His colors are red, white, and blue."

Peter held up a box of toys that had been donated from Steve's adoring public. "Miss Potter-I mean Mrs. Rogers-"

"Charlotte," Charlotte corrected him as she helped him with the box that was filled with toy bunnies and stuffed bears. "I think we are past formalities, Peter. Thanks for coming, I'm sure you have better things to do."

Peter flushed, looking pleased. "You're welcome. Happy too. Charlotte's house is Gryffindor. The nursery should be painted red."

Tony came in, his shoes making small click click sounds as he came in. "So red it is. It's settle nice job, webhead." Peter looked pleased.

Clint snorted as he started handing out paintbrushes. "It's not a shrine to you, besides Steve is blue and you are red. Everyone knows that."

"But what about Charlotte's house, Gryfendor."

"Gryffindor," Charlotte corrected as she looked at the paint buckets on the floor. "And we're going with blue, besides this room is going to be painted hundreds of times in the next few years."

"Not to mention that the babies won't care what color the room is. Blue it is." Steve said dryly as Vision started opening the paint cans. "We have a lot to do, we better get started."

They were halfway done when Charlotte noticed that Tony was the only one not painting and huddled in a corner not looking like his usual sarcastic self. Charlotte went towards him, away from the rest of them who were now arguing about furniture and whether or not a trip to Ikea was necessary.

"You're quiet," Charlotte said. "Is something wrong?"

Tony managed a smile as he watched Peter painting the ceiling while practically being glued to it. "No. Nothing." A paused. "Lot, do you and Steve have to move? I'm sure you can be Fury's little slaves from New York and the tower is big enough for four, hell I'll help Steve find a house in Brooklyn-"

"Tony," Charlotte interrupted. "Moving to DC because Director Fury wants to re create SHIELD is one of the reason why we're moving, but not the only one. New York is too big and Steve and I have enemies on both sides of the world. DC is just safer besides the house has a backyard and a park nearby for the kids to play in and if you ever need us, I'm just a click away literally."

Tony didn't look up and Charlotte put her hands on her hips. "I was going to tell you this after I gave birth, but you need a little pick me up right now. Steve and I want you to be the godfather to one of the twins."

"Me? Steve said that he wanted me to be a godfather? And you agreed?"

"Just don't make me regret asking you."

"Noted." Tony kissed her cheek. The dark cloud that seemed to be hanging around him seemed to have disappeared. "I'm going to get pizza and wings before Wanda and Vision offer to cook. My stomach will not be able to handle it. I'll be back in half an hour. Hopefully, I can find a decent pizza place in DC."

"So, Stark is going to be the godparent, huh?" Bucky spoke up. "Then you better think of a name otherwise he will end up naming the kid Tony Junior. Have you thought about names yet?"

Charlotte shrugged. "Steve and I have a few names in mind, but nothing concrete yet. We'll tell everyone on the day that the twins are born. But I didn't want to talk about names with you, I wanted to ask you something."

"Shoot."

"Tony is going to be the godfather for one of the twins, but we need another godfather and Steve and I want it to be you. How does that sound?"

Bucky looked up, surprise. There was a small smile creeping on his lips as he stared at her. "Wait, are you serious? You want me to be a godfather?"

Charlotte nodded. "You're Steve's best friend and you've been so kind to me, I know you and Tony would be perfect godparents. Squabbling aside, so do you accept?"

Bucky nodded as he started laughing and he pulled her in for a hug. "I would love to be a godfather."

"From your smile, I'm guessing you said yes to the role of godfather," Steve said as he rested his hand on Charlotte's hip.

Bucky nodded. "It was the least that I could do after everything you've done for me," Bucky said as he went to help Peter with the paint can that he was juggling.

Charlotte looked up at Steve and Steve landed a kiss on the top of her nose. "Tony accepted to be the godfather as well, he went to get food. This cheered him up a bit."

Steve nodded. "Tony's a good guy, but he has had a few rough years." He looked at Peter who was joking around with Clint and Bucky. "But Peter seems to be helping him."

"Well, at least we solved this paint debacle, now we only have 5 rooms left. You know I can finish redecorating with a flick of my wand."

Steve rested his hand on her lower hip. "I know you can, but I prefer doing this the old fashion way."

-End of Chapter Thirty-Six-

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