It was the first snow fall of the season, the flurries covering the farm in a soft layer of icy frosting. It was the first snow Adrian had ever seen, and the one year old was hobbling around the yard in his marshmallow coat, laughing gleefully at the snowflakes hitting him in the face. Mika watched as Bucky followed him around the yard, encouraging him to throw the powder or jump into the larger drifts, ones that he knew didn't have anything hiding underneath. She loved watching him with their son, loved seeing the look of pure happiness that came across his face when they were together. Her thoughts were interrupted as Bucky turned the child towards her, encouraging him to run to Mum. Adrian toddled as fast as he could through the snow, nearly falling at the end of his run. Mika caught him just as he tumbled, making an airplane noise as she picked him up and put him on her hip.

"Having fun, big man?" she asked, wiping a bit of snow from his rosy cheeks. Adrian squealed in response, waving his arms and legs, begging to be let back down into the snow.

"I am." Bucky replied, coming up to her. She gave him an unamused look, putting Adrian back on the ground and letting him run back into the drifts. "Oh, you didn't mean me."

"I know you're having fun." she said as he wrapped his arms around her. He smiled, holding her close as they watched their son explore the elements.

"Can't help it. Feels like I'm living in a dream. Or a miracle." he said with a low laugh. She nuzzled into his chest, squeezing him tightly. He always said things that put her heart in her throat.

"And what if we had…two miracles?" she asked quietly, her voice muffled by his puffy jacket. He grew very still. Was she saying what he thought she was saying? They were lucky enough with Adrian, he didn't think they could get that lucky twice. He pulled back, looking her intensely in the face. Her cheeks were pink with the cold, her muscles tensing as she tried to contain her smile. She was, for lack of a better word, glowing.

"Are you…do you mean…" he couldn't finish his question. Her face finally split into a grin, and she nodded. He pulled her back to his chest, lifting her up and spinning her around once. She laughed loudly, holding onto him as he put her down. His hands were on her cheeks, the metal particularly cold in the winter air. But she didn't care, she didn't feel it as he pulled her close and kissed her soundly, the snow flurries landing and melting on their cheeks as he kissed her over and over and over.

Guess some people got two miracles.