Heartbreak. Grief. The outcome of what happened affecting us all. The ones who remain standing:

Natasha

Steve

Tony

Loki

Thor

Carol

Bruce

Clint

Rocket, who we met later.

Rhodey

Me

Scott

And some of the Wakandans. As well as the rest of the humanity left. The baby in my stomach. A few weeks had passed since it happened. The thing we hadn't been prepared for. Too powerless to stop it. I had frequent nightmares, the same scene playing over in my head, in my mind. Bucky, fading in front of my eyes. I'd wake up screaming and in a cold sweat; Steve came running, to hold me until the fear, the nightmare left me.

"I'm sorry. I'm so, so, sorry," he would tell me, smoothing my hair as I cried. He blamed himself. So, did I. So, did everyone else. We were always prepared for these threats. Not this time. More months flew by; my belly swelled. More steps were taken to ensure that my baby was healthy. Pepper's too. Funny how things worked out, even if they were only few weeks apart.

Another two months, I found out I'd be having a boy, Pepper a girl. Time to pick out names. Morgan for Pepper. I thought about James or Bucky, after his father. I went with Ethan in the end, afraid my love's name might hurt too much. At the due date, Steve and Nat were there to help me through all of it. The pain, the raising. I named them godparents. I thought Bucky would approve.

5 Years Later

No one expected we'd part ways like we did. I decided to stay at the compound with Natasha and Ethan. I didn't want to be alone, though I had Ethan. I didn't want her to be alone. Tony moved into a cabin upstate with Pepper. They didn't want to risk their second chance. Understandable. We'd visit him from time to time. Arranged play dates with our children. They even went to school together. My little boy, who looked like his father and their little girl who looked like Tony.

I'd tell him about Bucky every chance I'd get. I wanted him to know him if he never came back. I hoped he would. I hoped for a way to bring them all back. I wanted to fill the void in my heart where he was missing. Ethan brought joy to my life in a different way, the joy of motherhood. I tried staying strong for him, some days harder than others. The nightmares lessened; the really bad ones led me to spend the night with Ethan, watching over him until I fell asleep again.

Nat and I took turns taking him to school, life having to go on because it was necessary. I had to live because Bucky couldn't. Then, the plan came along. Time travel to get the stones. We needed Tony's help and he came through. A plan to bring them all back, to bring my love back to me. I didn't go with them, staying with Pepper and the kids as we had a play date. Then the horrible news broke. Natasha was gone.

The grief was rough again. We'd gotten closer because we were always there for each other. For Steve as well. How many more could we lose? Though, I wasn't present for the snap, I felt chills rush through me. The world seemed to brighten again. Then chaos once again reared its head and assistance was needed.

Pepper and I had Happy watch over the kids and Strange appeared out of a portal needing us. We fought, my atmokinesis more powerful because of my rage and my love. I got pushed back, the ground flying up. I slammed into someone, arms wrapping around my waist, keeping me steady. Thinking it was Steve, I gently pulled them from my body, turning to thank him. It wasn't Steve.

"Bucky?" I asked, the man in front of me smiling at the name.

"It's me Emma. I'm here," he answered. I hugged him, pulling back to kiss him.

"I missed you. So, so much,"

"I missed you too. Let's finish this. Together,"

"Together," The fight lasted another half hour, resulting in one more loss. Two if you count Steve going back to return the stones and then living his life out with Peggy. He came back as an old man, dying a few days later after his return.

"I want you to meet someone. Someone important," I told him, going inside Tony's home.

"Mommy!" the brown-haired, blue eyed little boy shouted running to us. I heard Bucky's breath hitch.

"Emma? Is he…?"

"This is Ethan. Your son," I said.

"My…You mean you were pregnant when…"

"Yes. I wanted to tell you that night but…it appeared the universe had other plans,"

He hugged me, then knelt down to hug Ethan, who returned it.

"Dad? You're home?" Ethan asked.

"I'm home," Our family was reunited, a new adventure beginning. A future playing out, more children added into the mix.