Ally's POV

You had been here for a few weeks, and it felt like you had never left in the first place. You were getting bigger by the day, and you were falling more in love with your husband every day. Yes, you said husband, because shortly after finding out about your baby on the way and your daughter, you also noticed the gold band on your finger. You never thought you could have this, even in your world, there was never a good time to settle down and the fear of having a child and that child getting powers like yours terrified you.

But here, in this world, in this life, you weren't worried about any of that. Little Natasha was showing abilities at just the age of three. The look in Bucky's face when she made little globes of ice in her hands was enough to melt your heart. Bucky absolutely adored your daughter.

"Peggy said she'd come by this week, she misses you. She's been having a hard time dealing with Steve." Bucky said from the armchair next to yours. That was the one thing about his life you landed yourself in that you hated. Where Bucky stayed behind with you that day, Steve didn't. He still captured Zola, and he still went down in the Valkyrie. You missed him so much.

Natasha came around the corner with some dolls, begging her daddy to play with her, to which he obliged, getting down in the floor and setting up for tea time. You smiled at them and went back to your book. There was a knock at the door and you told Bucky you would get it, leaving him on the floor with his tea and sandwiches. Your eyes widened when you saw who was on the other side of the door.

"Alpha." You whispered, looking at your former leader.

He shook his head at you, smiling. "What have you gotten yourself into this time Guardian?"

You stepped out onto the porch, closing the door behind you. "What are you doing here?" You asked as you flung your arms around him. You were pretty sure he was still in your world. You were also pretty sure he was dead.

"I could ask you the same thing Ally." He told her. She tilted her head. "What do you mean?"

He sighed, sitting on the porch swing, motioning for her to follow. "You know you don't belong here, don't you Ally?" He asked. You shook your head. Why wouldn't you belong here. Your family was here. This was exactly where you were supposed to be, even though something had been nagging you in the back of your brain that something hadn't been right.

"I don't understand Alpha, what are you talking about?" You said, a slight panic starting to rise in your brain.

"Do you remember the mission? The Hydra base? The ambush?" You shook your head. What was he talking about? You thought hard. When you woke up a few weeks ago, you were thinking about a mission, but you just thought it had been a dream and that your pregnancy brain had been playing tricks on you.

You kept thinking back further than that morning. What had you been doing before? You were straining so hard to remember, rubbing your hand over your pregnant belly. Wait. You weren't supposed to be pregnant.

Then it started coming back to you. The base, the engineers, the blast. Healing Wanda. The blood coming out of your nose.

"Tell Bucky I love him and that I'm sorry." You told Alpha. "That's the last thing I said to Nat. Oh God, am I dead?" You asked, looking wide eyed to Alpha.

"Not yet."

"What do you mean, not yet? What the hell is happening?" You almost yelled, catching yourself when you remembered about Bucky and Natasha inside.

"The doctors don't know what's wrong with you. Medically you're fine, but you won't wake up." He told you. How was that possible? Did it have something to do with your powers?

"How…how long have I been like that?" You were almost afraid to ask.

"A month."

A month. You'd been in some kind of coma for a month? While you've been in here, just living your best life. Oh God. Bucky.

"How is Bucky?" You asked him. Alpha looked down and sighed. "He's been silent for weeks now. Doesn't talk to anyone, and if someone talks to him, they usually get punched. He's more Winter Soldier than Bucky these days." Your heart sank. You had come so far with Bucky. Worked so hard to keep Winter at bay.

"And Steve?"

"Steve is trying his best to keep everyone together. He's trying to be strong for Bucky, and Tony, who almost never leaves your side. Nat doesn't either. The only one that doesn't come to see you is Bucky. He just can't." Tears were falling down your face. This was your fault. You knew you shouldn't have healed Wanda. It took every last bit of power you had.

"What happens now?" You asked him. How were you supposed to wake up?

"Well, that depends on you Ally." You stilled. "What do you mean, depends on me?"

"You can choose Ally. You can stay here, in this beautiful life you have with your husband and your children, or you can go back to your other life. To The Avengers, to Bucky."

"What happens if I stay here?" You asked. You really did love this life you had here. You loved Bucky, this was your Bucky, the one you fell in love with. You loved your daughter and your unborn son. But. This wasn't real. This wasn't the Bucky you loved now. Maybe the other Bucky would want to have kids with you too.

"If you stay here, you'll die there." You gulped. What were you supposed to do?

You made your way back into the house, Bucky getting up off the floor to greet you. "Who was that doll?" He asked wrapping his arms around you. "Oh just the neighbor. You know how she likes to gossip." You lied. Did you want to do this? Did you want to give up your real life, for this fake one that seemed so perfect? There was so much more you needed to do, so many people you had to protect. This was impossible. That Bucky needed you. Steve needed you. Nat needed you.

So did this Bucky, and this Natasha, and this Steve. Why did this happen? What was the purpose? To give you this perfect life with this perfect man, to just let you give it all up?

Natasha flung her arms around your legs, and you reached a hand down into her hair.

"I love you mommy." She told you. "I love you too my little princess." Tears pricked your eyes as you looked back to Bucky. "You know, I love you as well Mrs. Barnes." You smiled, leaning in to kiss him.

"I love you too Mr. Barnes."