A/N: Sorry this is so late! Work has been crazy and we are in the middle of packing to move across country. Anyways, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel, Disney, ABC or the Avengers.
"Smhma."
...Was that Charlie Brown's teacher?
"Surha."
...Nope. Maybe it was Big Bird.
"Sera."
Ah, much clearer. It was Daisy.
"Fuck, what happened?" I breathed, before trying to open my eyes. I noticed a group of raised voices in the background and realized we were on Zephyr One, on our way back, I presumed.
"Wanda caught you as you fell. You absorbed too much of the blast, and your skin started to burn, as if from radiation." Jemma explained over a video feed, as I noticed I was in a medical cell.
Everyone was outside, looking in on me.
"Am I radioactive?" I asked, sitting up.
"Don't move. Mr. Wilson offered us some of his blood, to speed up your accelerated healing process. We've already started the transfusion."
"WILSON!" I yelled and I saw his head snap to the side, as his focus left the group of angry cinnamon rolls in front of him.
"Hey, feathered freak. Glad you made it." He smiled, "I almost didn't get to use my pick up line on you."
"And what was that?" Bucky asked angrily, as Steve held him back.
"Well, it went along the lines of "Did it hurt when you fell from heaven", but you are also made up of fire, so I was going to end it with, "Cause you're the most beautiful version of Lucifer.""
"I'm going to end you," I said seriously. He cracked a smile and said, "Try it Feathers, but it doesn't stick."
"Jemma, when can I strangle him?"
"Uh, you should be healed within the next few hours. For now, we are tracking the radioactivity in your blood to determine when it's safe for us to enter."
"UGH!" I said, laying back down and noticing the mirror on the beside table. Picking it up and slowly raising it to my face, I saw that the ends of my hair had singed and my eyebrows were slowly growing back in.
"I'm really going to kill you now. I JUST SHAPED THESE EYEBROWS!" I screamed at Wilson, who high tailed it out of the med bay.
"Sera, calm down." Steve sighed, putting a hand on the glass.
"Hey," I smiled to him and Bucky.
"Did you call my Dad?" I said, feeling small.
"Yeah, and he's going to meet us at the base. He wanted to fly out, but he couldn't cancel on the MIT Donor's speech."
"I get that," I chuckled, "Not this year, but the next, I've been asked to speak at the commencement."
"But, there is a certain Stark that would like to speak to you," Jemma said, turning the camera towards a redhead with Elijah on her lap.
"Mom!" I smiled.
"Oh Sera," Pepper said, covering her mouth and sobbing over the video feed.
"Mom, I'm okay. Just singed hair."
"Jemma tells me that you are radioactive?"
"Uh, I'm assuming so. I trust Jemma, but I can't really tell."
"How are you feeling? No sickness from the radiation?"
"No that you mention it, no. I feel… surprisingly fine."
"Radiation levels for you blood have been normal for the last hour, but we aren't taking any chances." I heard Bobbi say from outside and I nodded.
"Mom, I'll look better when I get there. And text Dad to let him know he shouldn't worry. I love you."
"I love you too sweetheart." Pepper said, blowing a kiss and taking Elijah away from the screen before he could see me.
"Am I basically a human atom bomb now?" I asked Daisy, confused as to why I didn't blow up.
"I've never heard of anything like this, from Jiying or Lincoln."
"Will I be okay when we get back to base? I may have to ask Professor Xavier if he's heard of this." I asked Jemma.
"You should be stable enough. We need to do an analysis of your blood under the mass spec."
"Can I at least get off of the bed?" I asked, taking the IV line and unhooking it carefully.
"Sera, you burnt through your suit. You are in a hospital gown," Bobbi said, concerned for my exposed backside.
"Eh, it's all girls here, except for my husbands. And would you look at that? A bathrobe!" I smiled, slipping it on, hooking the IV back up to my arm.
"What?" I said as they all stared me down with unpleased looks.
"Sera, you're wounds should finish healing in approximately 23.7 minutes," Vision said as my cell was unloaded.
"Thanks Vis."
"Brock," Wanda smiled, running up to her soon to be husband.
"Can someone get me out of here, before I break myself out?" I said annoyed as everyone left me.
"Don't move missy," Jemma said, analyzing my blood quickly, and smiling when the results showed up.
"Okay, you're clear." She announced, unlocking my cell and laughing as I bolted out.
"ARSENAL?"
"Yes Ma'am."
"Get a message to Professor Xaiver. We ran into Ajax, but could not apprehend him."
"Message sent. It is good to know you survived Ma'am."
"Love you too A," I smiled, as Steve and Bucky crushed me in a hug.
"I think we need to re-evaluate some things. For one, none of you boneheads saw the bomb, and two, I wasn't exactly sure I was going to make it."
"So, now can we talk about your retirement?" Bucky said seriously.
"No, just that I won't be going into the field as much. I mean, at least not for another year."
"A year? That's not what we meant Sera." Steve said, frowning.
"No, we need to talk about something important. In private." I sighed, leading them up to the apartment. Pepper was outside the nursery when we walked in, and ran to me, hugging me tightly.
"I'm okay Mom. When is Dad supposed to be here?" I asked noticing the phone that was ringing non-stop in her hands.
"He's gonna be here tonight. Now that I know you are okay, I need to take his calls. I can't talk to him when all he wants is updates, and to talk about the company, and funding grants." She sighed.
"Hey, take a minute for yourself first." I said, noticing her frustration.
"Okay. I'm so glad you are ali-ve," She choked.
"I love you Mom," I said, hugging her once more.
"I love you too. Rest up," she smiled and left the room, wiping her eyes. As I watched her leave, I heard Bucky tip- toeing over to the nursery door.
"Napping. Now what's this about a year?"
"Well, once I'm pregnant, a year would start then." I said, and their jaws dropped.
"Sera, you want another child? Right now?" Steve asked, confused. I could see that they were starting to get excited so I held up my hand.
"It's not my child." I said, and the light in their eyes dimmed.
"Who's is it?" Bucky asked, sounding angry.
"I made a promise. 6 years ago, I promised Natasha that I would offer up my womb for her, if she ever chose to have a child."
"Why doesn't Natasha use her own uterus?" Steve inquired, sounding jealous.
"Don't get all territorial on me. It's my body, I can use it however I damn well like," I said in a dead calm tone. Both of them gave a small look to the other before settling down on the couch.
"Natasha asked me to share this with you, and only you two. So no blabbing this to anyone else until things are set in motion, or she says its okay to tell."
"During her time in the Red Room, she learned a multitude of skills. Some not very ladylike, and others like "Love is for children." When they deemed her ready to be the Black Widow, she went through a 'graduation ceremony'. They sterilized her, so that if she were on a mission, she wouldn't get pregnant and jeopardize their program. They did this to all their recruits and graduates, so that they had one less thing to worry about on the job. Their version of sterilization was to make sure that an embryo never reached her uterus. It would die, because there would be nowhere viable for it to grow."
"Bruce and Natasha have discussed this at lengths, that they want a child. Natasha convinced Bruce to test himself, because they didn't know if his incident made everything radioactive. Apparently it doesn't, so I don't have to worry about a raging mini Hulk in my uterus. And her body is still producing eggs."
"At the time I offered it to Natasha, I wasn't looking for love, or a guy. It was before I met Bucky in Russia, and well before Steve was de-frosted. She laughed in my face, but I told her that there would come a day when she would want to be a mother. And I would be willing to help her achieve that dream."
"And that is why neither of you get to have any say in the matter. After that, we can discuss another child. But until that time, I am going on hormone treatments like Natasha, and neither of you are getting in my vagina, unless you've got a rubber on." I said with finality, before smiling. I knew I had gotten my way, when they sighed in defeat.
"Now, I need to rest a bit. I would appreciate snuggles from my superhusbands, if they don't mind." I teased, backing up towards the bed. Steve's weary smile hit my heart, as I watched them both peel off their suits. I smirked as I realized how Bucky and Steve were looking at me.
"Okay, maybe a good shag first." I breathed, noticing their darkened eyes.
"Natasha told us about your hobby." Steve said, walking towards me.
"No, she shouldn't have. You may have to go repent," I teased.
"It's not any worse than what we've been doing. That's unnatural," Bucky smirked.
"If it happens in nature, how can it be unnatural?" I smiled.
"Would you dance for us sometime?"
"Maybe. Did you look it up?" I smirked, as Steve pulled my back flush against his front.
"Yes, and the little I saw of it were more acrobatics than strip tease." He chuckled, as Bucky got on his knees in front of Steve and I.
"That's all I do it for. It's an amazing core workooooooooh," I moaned as they started massaging my body sensually.
