This…. This pairing came out of nowhere and hit me in the face.
And when a new pairing hits me, I need to write a fic…. And because it's in the Marvel universe, it's time for another OC, next generation fic.
Everstrange series, here we go ?
Please read, review and enjoy ?
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Stephen was nowhere to be found.
He wasn't in that dusty old library, reading over some large book on chakras or whatever it was that he liked to read.
He wasn't pacing the corridors or improving the Sanctum's security.
He wasn't in his room or hiding out in Everett's old flat.
He wasn't anywhere that Everett could think of…. Unless… unless he was in that weird antiques room. Stephen had always discouraged him from going near that area, arguing that there were artefacts there, that could do someone severe damage if handled incorrectly.
Well, Everett wasn't going to listen today.
Quickly, he made his way up to the forbidden area, smiling fondly when he spotted Stephen floating in front of an unfamiliar glass case. Small lamps illuminated the cramped space, and the light was dull and fitful, flickering as a breath of wind disturbed the flames of the candles.
"Everett?" Stephen frowned at the sight of him, floating back to the ground, "What are you doing here… I didn't miss a date, did I?"
"No. Trust me, I wouldn't be this calm…" Everett chuckled, "… I just wanted to see you."
"Some kind of emergency?"
"No… well yes, but nothing that the CIA can't handle."
"Oh…" Stephen glanced around, before frowning a little, "… we should probably get out of here."
"Why?"
"Some of these objects- "
"- are highly dangerous, I know, I know." Walking over to the cabinet that Stephen had been staring at, Everett tapped at the glass, "Go on then, what does this one do?"
"…. We have no idea."
"Pardon?"
Stephen shrugged, "Wong found it in the archives, but couldn't find any reference to it in any recent books. While he's looking in the more… ancient texts, I decided to meditate in order to find the answer."
"Which you don't have."
"Precisely… which is why we should leave."
Everett seemed to agree, backing away from the artefact… until he realised something. "Stephen…" he hissed, "… I think it's glowing."
The sight was hypnotising as the artefact seemed to hum as well.
"Everett, no!"
Stephen's voice sounded so far away… much further away than it should have been. However, he couldn't take his eyes off the glowing device, to the point where he found himself reaching out and trying to unlock the glass doors.
"Everett!"
A solid mass suddenly barrelled into Everett, knocking both him and the glass cabinet to the floor, causing the glass to shatter into millions of tiny pieces…. Freeing the artefact which rolled across the floor… stopping right by Everett's hand.
"EVERETT! NO!"
It was too late.
Clearly still in a bewitched state, Everett reached out and grabbed the artefact. The change that come over him was almost instant, his face twisting like it was in pain, his other hand darting towards his stomach.
Stephen panicked.
In a bid to help, Stephen reached out for Everett's arm, hoping that the simple touch would help bring Everett back to himself and give him the clarity of mind to release the object.
"No!" he heard Wong call behind him, "Strange, don't touch him!"
It was a day of lateness.
As soon as Stephen's bare skin, touched Everett, a jolt of pain shot through him and he collapsed, blackness encroaching on his vision as the glow of the artefact faded, and footsteps could be heard racing towards him.
"Strange! Strange!"
…..
"And that is why visitors are not permitted into that area of the Sanctum."
Stephen rolled his eyes as Wong continued to lecture him… it had been about 10 minutes since he'd woken up, and Wong had been scolding him for the entire time. "You need to explain that to Everett, I tried to get him out!"
"When he realises what's wrong with him, he'll never step foot in that area again, I can guarantee it."
Wrong with Everett?
Stephen frowned at this, straightening up in concern. "Wrong with him? What's wrong with him?"
Silence.
"Wong…. What's wrong with Everett?"
"The artefact has some… unique qualities." Sensing that Stephen wanted more information, Wong sighed and took a seat on the edge of the Sorcerer's bed. "The role of Sorcerer Supreme used to be… a hereditary role. The son of the current Sorcerer would become the next one and so on and so forth, usually with a trusted partner."
"So, they had sex with their wives, get to the point Wong."
"But women weren't allowed to be a part of our society back then… the Sorcerer Supreme was very rarely married and even if they were, the woman couldn't be trusted with our secrets."
"…. Please don't say what I think you're going to say."
Wong winced, "The Sorcerer Supreme would chose a willing follower, who would then be instructed to touch the artefact. If the chosen one was still not sure if they were willing to make that sacrifice, then the artefact would… glow… hypnotise them into touching it."
"Wong, please don't- "
"Once they touch it, then the Sorcerer Supreme would touch them on their bare skin… the willing follower is then- "
"- don't say it- "
"- pregnant."
Stephen buried his head in his hands and swore violently, "I impregnated Everett… We haven't even had sex yet, and I impregnated him."
"Stephen- "
"- please." Stephen held up one of his hands, "Please just… leave me alone."
Getting to his feet, Wong cast one last look at Stephen, at his devastation, before leaving the room.
Maybe he should be the one to inform Everett.
…..
Everett was focusing on the tablet and he was fine.
He really was…. Definitely.
Why would he be anything else?
He was only pregnant with his boyfriend's kid, despite the fact that they'd never had sex… oh yeah, and he was a man!
So yeah, aside from that, physically he was fine.
Emotionally, on the other hand…
It's just… he would have though Stephen would be the one to come in an explain everything to him… or even visit him at all. Sure, he knew that Stephen didn't plan this, only a dick would think that, but it had happened, and Everett thought Stephen would stick around, at least to check that he was alright.
He hadn't liked waking up alone… and then finding out he was pregnant.
So, he was focusing on the tablet and not on anything else. His head still snapped up when he heard steps heading towards his room. Not that he'd been listening for that or anything, but…. Maybe it was Stephen.
Maybe there was some kind of crisis which was why he hadn't visited earlier, and now he'd come back and they were actually going to fucking talk about this.
Everett tried, but he couldn't stop himself standing up, edging towards the door.
Before he could even get around the desk, the door banged open and Wong came in. Everett tried to bite back on his disappointment, stepping forward to meet Wong.
"Are you alright Agent Ross?" Wong asked, reaching out to grip Everett's shoulder.
"Yeah… for as much as a pregnant man can be."
Wong grunted and stepped back, dropping his hand.
"Is Stephen alright… he's not been to visit so I assumed that he was- "
"- being stupid?" Wong nodded wearily, "I informed him of what the artefact did and he… well he took it even less well than you did. He believes it's all his fault."
"No," Everett groaned and shook his head, "I should never have been there, I got too close to the artefact so that it could hypnotise me like that… it wasn't his fault. I mean, I'm pissed off that he hasn't been to see me, but we need to talk… we need to figure out what to do."
"Of course, I will inform him that you wish to speak to him… and drag him to you if he decides to be an idiot…. Is there anyone you can tell about this?"
"… I may need to contact Coulson."
"Coulson?"
Everett nodded and winced, "He's… well, he's the one to talk to with problems like this."
"He is a friend though?"
"Oh yeah, we used to work together before he got some promotion and started acting like James Bond…. But he's got a four-month-old, he'll know what to do."
"…. Did he also get pregnant?"
"No but- shut up, I'm panicking okay?!" Everett groaned and buried his head in his hands, "Please just… tell Stephen that- "
"- it was my fault." Wong interrupted, stunning Everett into silence, "I should have done the research before placing the artefact in plain sight. It was careless and because of my carelessness, I have caused you and Stephen some distress."
At Wong's crestfallen face, Everett sighed wearily. "Can we not play the blame game…" he asked bluntly, "… It doesn't help. Let's just say we are all to blame and leave it at that."
Wong was startled for a few moments, before a fond smile appeared on his face, and he nodded in agreement. "As you wish… is there anything you require?"
"No…. but when the cravings start, I'll let you know."
Chuckling, Wong headed out of the room. "Trust me Agent Ross, when that happens, Stephen will be the one dealing with it."