Hey there guys. I don't really have much to say here. I could do on a rant about how stupid my province is for voting conservative and now threatening to leave the country because of the election results but I know if I do I'll just make myself angry. So with that, enjoy my ramblings. I'll see you at the end.


It was late May when Tony noticed that something was up with his body. He'd been laying in bed with Steve just about to get up and start the day when he noticed it.

"Hey Steve, my chest feels sore." Commented Tony. Upon Steve's concerned face, he elaborated.

"It's not the arc reactor hurting. That feels normal. It's just… well, my pecs feel are stiff and sore. I don't like it."

Steve smiled sadly and reached over to the bedside table and brought out a bottle of lavender-scented lotion. He had noticed that Tony's pecs had been just a tiny bit bigger the last few weeks but Steve didn't want to say anything to make Tony feel bad.

"How about I give you a massage and we'll see how you feel?"

Tony nodded with a smile and laid back down on the bed. Steve covered his hands in the lotion and got to work. He worshipped Tony's body making sure to pay special attention to the stretch marks over Tony's hips and baby bump.

"You are a saint Steve Rogers. A literal saint." Sighed Tony as he leaned into Steve's gentle touch.

Steve continued his ministrations with a smile. He loved that he was able to make Tony feel a bit better. It was the least he could do considering that Tony was growing a damn baby. Although, once Steve got to massaging Tony's chest things took a bit of a turn. There was liquid on Steve's hands that definitely wasn't lotion. Both men looked surprised before Tony had the mind to ask JARVIS what was going on. Well, apparently in addition to Loki giving him a womb, Tony also got some milk ducts.

"Well, that explains why my chest was hurting." Grimaced Tony, "But at least now we know how we're going to feed Nicola."

Steve just hugged Tony close and made sure that he was comfortable. Although in his mind Steve couldn't help but think of Tony sitting in bed nursing their baby. The thought made him feel all mushy. Tony would definitely call him a sap if he knew what was going on in his head.

Plus the absorbent nursing bra that Tony had to buy to keep his chest supported wasn't helping Steve's thoughts either. Maybe once the baby was born some lingerie was in order. Steve tried not to dwell on the thought of Tony wearing all manner of sweet, lacy things. He didn't need any inappropriate erections.

Three days after their little discovery it was Tony's birthday. It wasn't a very big affair. It was just the team, Happy, Rhodey, and Pepper. They all spent the day watching movies and playing stupid card games together. Tony got a kick out of watching Steve play Cards Against Humanity. Tony knew that Steve was a dirty bastard. They shared a bed together for Christ's sake! But the team didn't know this and their reactions to Steve's vulgarity were priceless.

The presents Tony received were mostly for the baby. Tony didn't mind one bit. The number of cute onesies and shoes almost had hem crying from the hormones. They were just so small! It was unbelievable and Tony could barely comprehend that his baby was going to be that small.

And to top off the day, the team had gotten Tony his favourite cake. Red velvet with cream cheese icing! Tony was even able to enjoy a slice without feeling like throwing up. So yes, Tony's 20th/44th birthday was great. He had his friends and family there, his baby was due in 2 more months at the end of July, things were great. Tony was grateful that he was there to enjoy this.

But if only things could stay great.

After Tony's birthday, his health went downhill. Tony was throwing up more, he was lethargic, he couldn't even keep water down. He was starting to lose weight and that wasn't good for the baby. Steve was worried half to death, but it was when Tony passed out in his arms after throwing up at 2 in the morning that Steve knew he had to act. Steve had Jarvis alert medical and he carried him down there himself to get help.

Steve felt horrible as the doctors examined Tony. He felt helpless as the inserted IV lines and an NG tube so that Tony could get some nutrients. Steve felt powerless the whole time. He just wanted Tony and the baby to be alright. The doctors told Steve that their baby was just fine but Tony would need to remain on bed rest for the rest of the pregnancy. They'd discuss things further once Tony was awake but for now, they wanted the poor man to get some much-needed sleep.

Steve didn't sleep at all that night. He just sat there at Tony's side and held his hand. He didn't want Tony to feel alone. He kept watch the entire night. Steve felt exhausted but he couldn't sleep without knowing that Tony was going to be ok.

Around noon the next day, Tony slowly woke up. He looked as shitty as he felt.

"Hey, there darlin'. How you feeling?" asked Steve as he scooted onto the bed next to Tony. Tony didn't respond other than sigh. He knew if he talked he'd just end up throwing up again. Steve lent his forehead against Tony's and caressed his face offering some comfort through all the bull shit.

Not long after the doctor came back in and explained things to the two of them. Tony had a severe form of "morning sickness" and he was to be on highly restrictive bed rest for the remainder of the pregnancy. Tony was only allowed to get up to go to the bathroom or to have a bath. Tony couldn't have baths with his fear of standing water from Afghanistan so bed baths were going to become a thing. Tony was also going to go on a special diet and have an IV line in most days to keep him hydrated enough.

"Now Mr. Stark I just have one last question for you." Said the doctor and Tony nodded along. "Now, do you still plan on having a natural birth?" Tony nodded and the doctor made some notes for moving forward.

A couple of months ago when Tony and Steve were at one of Tony's ultrasounds they brought up the question of how exactly their baby would be born. Well, after some very uncomfortable searching they discovered that the baby would be coming out the same way that Steve put it in there. Despite the risks, Tony wanted to have a natural birth. He didn't really like the idea of being cut open while awake again. Sure C-sections were safe and they had drugs to numb the pain, but Tony didn't want any reminders of that cave while he was bringing new life into the world.

Now that the doctor had all the information she instructed Tony to remain in medical for the rest of the day. Tomorrow they could set him up in his own room so he'd be more comfortable. Tony just nodded along tiredly. The fact that Tony wasn't even fighting remaining in medical was a telltale sign that he wasn't feeling well and that this was taking a toll on him.

Tony mostly slept the rest of the day while Steve informed the others of what had happened. They were all scared for Tony but promised to be there for him and Steve should they ever need any help. The next morning they placed Tony in a wheelchair and took him back up to his and Steve's bed. Steve made sure there were loads of fluffy pillows and blankets so that Tony was comfortable.

From there they had a bit of a new schedule for Tony. It mostly consisted of sleeping and Steve giving very welcome foot massages for Tony's swollen ankles. Tony was starting to feel a bit better and with that Steve was feeling a bit more possessive and protective. He didn't like other people coming in and messing with Tony. Sure, the team and their friends could come in and visit for movie night all together, but Steve wouldn't let any of them even touch Tony and the baby. The only person that didn't receive his death glare was Rhodey and that was because he and Tony were family.

Steve tried his best to keep Tony occupied when he was awake and feeling well enough. They made a game of finding obscure pop culture references for Steve to learn to freak out their friends. Although maybe Tony shouldn't have introduced Steve to lolcatz because the Avengers group chat quickly got swamped with pictures of cats wanting cheeze burgerz and Tony had to listen to Steve cackling when their friends were confused.

Most of their days passed just like that. Sometimes, Tony, had a doctor come and visit to check things over. Tony was finally putting on an appropriate amount of weight and the baby boy was doing great. There was only one more month left to go and Tony was excited. Now if only those pesky pains in his abdomen would stop. They were getting increasingly more annoying.


So um, just a heads up, next chapter is a bit graphic. You can probably guess why. Let me know what you thought of the chapter. I'll be seeing you soon along with a certain little baby! -Shadows