Five minutes earlier...

He was hunting. His senses were on high alert and he felt his muscles tense as he silently slid through the trees. Movement caught his eye and he stiffened, his eyes sliding in the direction of whoever had moved. People were there he realized. Dressed in dark clothing with weapons were silently cutting through the trees towards the darkened compound.

He shadowed them quietly for a bit trying to figure out their objectives. When the person nearest to him stopped he stopped as well.

The man unslung his gun and motioned to the others to do the same. Bucky watched carefully as each loaded something into the chambers and took aim. They were aiming at the compound he realized. Where his friend was.

Lightning fast he lunged forwards, his metal arm smoothly catching the first man in the head. He managed to get another one while the shock of his surprise was still there but the third one managed to pull the trigger while he was fighting.

Bucky heard a faint whistling sound and then a loud crash. Looking up he grimaced when he noticed a side of the compound on fire.

Hearing shouts from the surrounding trees he set his jaw and ran back to the forest. He needed to find the rest of the attackers so his friend and his family could get out.

Back to the present

Steve had woken when Natasha started moving. Although he wanted to get up and comfort her he knew she would probably wave him away and insist that he rest. So he'd kept his eyes closed and remained still.

When the first bomb went off he fell off the bed with the shake that went through the bedroom. For a moment he lay on the carpet stunned, had they just gotten bombed?! He was roused from his shock when he heard a loud scream echo through the floor. One that chilled his blood.

"Natasha."

Scrambling to his feet he ran out of their room and towards the kitchen. More bombs went off and he could hear the sound of objects crashing and shattering as the building shook.

"Natasha!" He yelled frantically.

When he crashed into the hallway he immediately saw them. Clint was shielding her against the wall while she flinched away from the objects crashing down.

"Nat!" He reached her side and grabbed her arm quickly scanning her for injuries, "are you okay?!"

Clint gave him a frantic look, "we need to get her out of here! Her water broke, the baby's coming!"

"What?" Steve wasn't sure he'd heard him right, "but aren't you a month early?"

"Yes!" Natasha wailed, tears streaking down her face. "It's to early for him to be coming! I must have done something wrong and now I put us in danger." Her breaths were coming in quick gasps and Steve grasped her hands tilting her chin to look at him.

"Hey, it's not your fault. You didn't do anything wrong, you did your best and baby decided it from there. Besides, it's my fault that we're in this situation. We didn't make sure that all the groups were destroyed." He kissed her forehead, "you'll be okay. But you gotta move alright?"

She managed a shaky nod and with Clint's help they got her to her feet and out of the wrecked living room.

"Wait!" They looked at Natasha who was listening intently, "people are here." She breathed. "Fall Back! JARVIS activate Fall Back protocol." There was a slight pause and then there was a creaking as the building started to lock down.

"Good idea." Clint commentated and she nodded wordlessly.

Steve turned to Clint who was looking apprehensively at the sheets of concrete sliding over the windows. "Clint, take Nat and go to down the stairwell. Get her into the forest and away from her quickly alright?" He ordered and his friend nodded.

"What?" Natasha shook her head, "you need to come too! It's your baby as well."

He shook his head, "Natasha, I need to fight. Tony, Wanda, and Pepper can't do it on their own. Clint will take care fo you and get you out of here okay? He won't let anything happen to the baby alright?"

She looked upset but nodded and allowed herself to be led away by Clint.

Breathing a quick sigh of relief Steve watched them disappear down the stairwell before racing back to the apartment to grab his shield. It was time to go find the others and fight off the attackers bent on getting to his wife and unborn child.

Natasha's P.O.V.

They hurried down the stairs as fast as her stomach would allow. Already she could feel the subtle aches of what felt like contractions rippling through her back and lower stomach. She was scared to put it plainly. Scared that these remnants of the Red Room would get her and her baby and she'd never see Steve again.

A door burst open below them and she skidded to a stop crouching down as best she could beside Clint.

There was a beat of silence and then two familiar woman burst into the stairwell, one holding Clint's bow and arrows.

"Wanda!"

They both looked up and relief flooded their faces as they saw the two huddled on the stairs. "There you are! We wondered if you'd gotten hurt." Wanda exclaimed in relief before Pepper stopped her. "Wait, where's Steve?"

Natashas eyes filled with tears, "he said that he would stay behind to fight while Clint got me out."

"That sounds smart." Pepper said and glanced at Clint who was eyeing the bow and arrows. "Clint why don't you go join Tony. He's two floors down, they've gotten the control and security rooms. It's just him." Clint nodded and with a quick murmured word of reassurance to Natasha he quickly ran down the stairs and towards the fighting.

Natasha grunted slightly as a more painful contraction hit her abdomen. Wanda knelt beside her and let her power flow out. Concentrating fiercely she closed her eyes as she felt the baby's movements. "The baby's anxious," she murmured, "it can feel your high heartbeat and is scared by it. It senses that something is not quite right." She let her power fade and met Natasha's eyes, "you need to go, the baby will need to be born somewhere safe. Somewhere far away from here."

Natasha nodded, "I know." Struggling to her feet she took a couple of steps, "I can do it."

Wanda nodded and took her elbow. "I'll take her, Pepper you go up and help Steve." With a curt nod Pepper raced up the stairs and towards Steve.

Wanda carefully helped Natasha down the stairs and towards the exits. At one point they passed the area that Clint and Tony were fighting in. They could hear blasts and shouts as their friends desperately held off the attackers.

They were five flights down when a sharper pain pierced Natasha and she cried out, coming to a stop.

"Nat!" Wanda turned back and one glance told her that the baby was on its way. "Can you move?"

She groaned and felt the contractions stab deeper, "I- I think so." She'd just moved away from the wall when a loud crash above them made them look up. Shouts were echoing down towards them and they could hear footsteps thundering down towards them. Even as they watched black clothed men came into view headed straight for them.

"It's too late." Natasha panted and Wanda turned to her, torn. She'd promised Clint that she would get Natasha out of here but at the same point they wouldn't get far if they both ran.

"Wanda," Natasha said quietly, "fight, I'll be okay. I know where to go."

"Are you sure?" She asked worriedly and she nodded, "I'm sure, I just need as much time as you can give me."

With a determined nod Wanda set her jaw and her power came to life in powerful waves that flickered around her fingertips.

Natasha shivered slightly but turned and made her way down the stairs. Her heart was thudding and she could feel painful contractions shooting through her. It was way more painful than anything she'd every experienced before and that included torture and multiple gunshot wounds.

There was a loud thud and a wave of energy came pulsing down the stairs. Chancing a glance behind her she caught sight of Wanda who was holding her own against the large amounts of assassins trying to get past.

Swallowing Natasha shoved open the door and stumbled out into the night. It wasn't really any better outside. Debris was strewn everywhere and a fire had claimed parts of the trees.

Coughing, she somehow made it to the tree line and turned back to the compound. Half of it was on fire and as she watched red energy blew out the stairwell windows.

"Steve." She whispered watching the carnage being inflicted on her home.

A twig snapped behind her.

She whirled around, her mind instantly going to the best way to get herself away safely. But when she saw who it was, every reasonable thought fled her head. Standing before her was the Winter Soldier.

"You!" She exclaimed shocked.

"You." He repeated just as surprised to see her. Then he looked down, "I see why you were the only one to get out."

She glared at him, "that doesn't matter! You need to help the others right now!"

His eyebrows raised slightly, "and who will help you?"

"No one?"

He shook his head, "you're too close to birth to be alone right now. I'll come with you." He extended a hand towards her.

If it was announced that the Accords had never happened, Natasha wouldn't have been more surprised. All she could do was stare at him silently. Well, for a few seconds anyways. A contraction stabbed through her and she shuddered slightly, softly groaning.

"We don't have time for this!" Bucky grabbed her arm and pulled her through the woods towards some unknown destination.

In normal circumstances Natasha would have had a few things to say about the Winter Solider, who had shot her leading her through the forest at night. But this was different, he was looking to help her this time not hurt her. And even though she still didn't know a hundred percent why she was just going to have to trust him on it.