Wedding plans were coming together nicely. I had my dress picked out, Wanda and Natasha were my bridesmaids, the venue – the beach, the Outer Banks to be specific – finalized. Bucky had got a tuxedo and everything else was planned with the help from Tony. The food and reception were to be held in the massive house we had rented for a few days, which came with a huge recreational room for dancing and hanging out with our friends, our family.

It appeared to be coming full circle, from the wedding date where we became official to now and I couldn't be happier. Though, I had a secret to share with Bucky, but I wanted to wait until we were alone together to share the news. We had only been dating for a year, engaged for a month; it felt right, like we were meant to be, even if it meant having trials of our own. We didn't really argue much, except the fateful night when I thought he'd been avoiding me and mistaken it for Bucky not loving me anymore. All he had wanted to do was propose, but he didn't want to reveal the secret until the perfect moment.

I was ready to spend the rest of my life with, create a family of our very own, though I wasn't sure if he even wanted children. I was nervous, but I didn't doubt our love. I knew in my heart that we were meant to find each other, to be together until our dying breath. I was ready to be surrounded by our version of family, among friends to celebrate this day with us. If Bucky was nervous, he didn't show it, spending more time with me as it got closer to our wedding day. I guessed he wanted to have enough of my love before having to disappear the night before the wedding. Traditional, I know, but it's what we wanted.

He did, however, leave for a little while one day allowing me to have some fun with Wanda and Natasha, inviting the newcomer – Carol Danvers – along for the ride. I also invited her to the wedding because she was friendly and knew how to have a good time, especially when it came to parties, though she wasn't part of the main entourage. I didn't know her well enough to consider her to be a bridesmaid; I did enjoy her company though.

"I can't believe you got together at a wedding and now are coming full circle to get married. You're even getting married at a beach. Must be some love story," she said. We were hanging out in the compound talking, enjoying the time together.

"Oh, believe me, it is. I think the award for cutest couple goes to them. Though I think, Wanda and Vision could be their competition. I won a bet regarding those two. Emma and Bucky are meant to be, trust me," Natasha said, winking at me.

"They have really good chemistry. I'm only surprised they didn't get together earlier than they did. Though, I sometimes wondered if she really liked Steve. The three of them make a good trio," Wanda interjected.

"Believe me, it was always Bucky. He's irresistible to me and I'd rather not be without him. He's my whole world," I said.

"Where did he go anyway? He's been out for a while," Wanda said.

"He wouldn't tell me. Said something about having errands to do. Maybe he's taking care of more wedding things," I answered. At the same moment I stopped talking, the elevator doors chimed and captured our attention. They opened, Bucky inside them. He stepped out looking devilishly handsome. My jaw opened at the sight of him walking towards us. He'd gotten a haircut and shaved making him sexier than he already was. Heat and wetness pooled at my center as his bright blue eyes met mine as he approached. Bucky leaned down to capture my lips in a sweet and delicate kiss.

"Do you like it? I thought it was time for something new," he greeted me, pulling away from the kiss.

"Yeah, I do. You look hot. Not…that you didn't before, but damn, it's made you hotter. It's like the haircut amplified the hotness by ten. Look at this. You're making me absolutely flustered," I replied, heat rising onto my cheeks. He flashed a smile that did nothing to stifle the arousal in me.

"Good. Ladies, may I steal my fiancée for a few hours? I'd like to take her to dinner, maybe a movie afterwards," he said.

"Sure. She's all yours. But we're stealing her tomorrow for the bachelorette party and then heading down to the beach. Enjoy tonight while it lasts because you won't get to see her again until the wedding," Natasha said. They dispersed and I got up, walking around the couch to be closer to him. He linked his arm through mine and we went downstairs to head out.

"Our last night before we get married. I'll soon be able to call you my wife," Bucky said at the restaurant; we went with sushi because it was our usual go to dinner when we went out.

"I know. A complete circle. I can't wait for what our next adventure holds for us," I said linking our fingers. I, of course, knew what was next. It was currently residing in my body. Not tonight. Just wait, I thought to myself.

"Maybe we'll have a kid or two. Who knows?"

I arched an eyebrow at him. This was the first time he mentioned anything about children. Clearly, it was something he wanted. A family.

"A kid or two, hm?"

"Or none if…"

"I was thinking more along the lines of three," I said, earning a wide grin from him.

"If you want three, then we can definitely do that. Whatever you want. Hell, if you want five, then we could have five," he stated.

"Well then, Mr. Barnes. I guess we should start preparing for that as soon as possible," I told him, leaning into kiss him. The possibility of having kids with him had crossed my mind a few times and I was thrilled he wanted them as much as I did. We finished up dinner and went to see a movie at the small theater a block away from the restaurant. During the movie, we shared a few kisses and I rested my head on his shoulder, enjoying his presence for the last night before the wedding. Little did we know, catastrophe would strike after we sealed the marriage.

Wedding Day

The bachelorette party was fun, the girls and I going out for a spa day and clubbing instead of to a strip club. We'd gone down to the beach ahead of the men, gorging ourselves on popcorn and movies, laughing the night away.

"Are you going to tell him after the reception? I don't understand why you want to wait to tell him then. Why not now?" Wanda asked me. Of course, they knew I was expecting.

"I wanted to be alone with him. I want him to have fun and enjoy himself before we jump into any more responsibilities," I said.

"I'm happy for you two. A family. One started before Pepper and Tony," Natasha said.

"I hear she might be expecting too. Maybe we'll have kids together," I said.

The boys arrived the next day, sticking to one side of the house until it was time for the ceremony. My dress, white of course, was a princess ball gown with a medium sized pouf at the bottom, a little modernized. I had lace sleeves which had an intricate pattern sewn into the lace. My hair was pinned up in a plaited half chignon, the rest falling in waves over the dress.

Natasha and Wanda wore strapless, silver, knee-length dresses, their hair styled however they chose. Carol was in a purple, floor length dress that had a slit that came to rest mid-thigh. Since I had no one to walk me down the aisle, Tony agreed to do it, linking his arm through mine, once Natasha and Wanda had taken their places. The ceremonial music began, my cue to walk down the aisle. I had chosen Clair de Lune by Debussy, a favorite classical piece of mine and already tears were flowing.

We walked up the aisle made of sand up to where my true love stood, Bucky's eyes sparkling with tears of his own, a huge smile etched onto his lips.

"I'm happy for you two. Have a nice life with each other," Tony whispered handing me off to Bucky. Tony sat down next to Pepper and the ceremony began.

"Emma, I've longed for this moment ever since the first time I met you. You're my best friend and more. I can't wait to spend my entire life with you. My whole world wouldn't be complete without you in it," he said. Now it was my turn.

"Bucky, I've loved you always. Now I'll love you forever. Our relationship began with a wedding date and now we are getting married to each other. It continues with an eternity spent with you. One I'll cherish forever. You're my best friend, my true love, my only love. I refuse to be parted from you for as long as I live,"

We exchanged rings and the priest went on asking if we take each other as husband and wife.

"I do,"

"I do,"

He pronounced us as man wife and then the words were spoken.

"You may kiss the bride,"

We leaned forward, our lips melding together and sealing our marriage. We broke apart and…

The sky darkened.

The wind picked up, ruffling our hair. We looked at each other, at our friends.

The temperature dropped, chilling us to the bone.

"Emma?" Bucky questioned, turning his attention back to me. I looked at him, eyes widening at the scene in front of me. He was fading, dusting to my horror.

"Bucky?" I asked as he faded completely. Gasps echoed around me; Steve Natasha, Tony looked on as our friends started fading as well.

"What's happening? What did we miss?" I asked, tears filling my eyes, a sickening feeling my gut that wasn't the morning sickness.

"Thanos," someone said; Stephen Strange said as he too faded to nothing. My chest constricted. I fell to my knees, the sobs starting to come.

"Emma! Hey, try to breathe," Steve's voice said.

"I can't. He's gone. Bucky's gone. I don't understand. Why didn't we see this coming?" I said. This couldn't be happening. We were alone. Nausea built up and I released the vomit onto the sand. The fear settled in the sadness. We had prepared. Bucky and me. It hadn't been nerves. I had known. I had planned on telling him in the bedroom. All the talk of children. I'd known for two weeks. Why didn't I tell him sooner? We were…pregnant.