A/N: I am sooo sorry I haven't updated lately. It has been a bit crazy, with two other stories, a 7 month old and packing to move. But, I hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel, ABC, Disney or the Avengers.


When I woke up the next day, my hair was pushed into my eyes, and tickling my nose as the soft alarm went off. An interrupted snore sounded from either side of me, making me smile before pushing my hair out of my face. All was quiet in the apartment, so I snuck out of bed, stealing away into the bathroom to start my day. Throwing up was never a great start to the day, but I endured it because my little Oliver was thriving.

Quickly changing, I moved back into the bedroom to kiss both Bucky and Steve sweetly.

"Have a good time," Bucky mumbled.

"Love you both," I whispered.

"Love you too Angel," Steve said, half into his pillow.

I snorted quietly, before moving to the kid's room, kissing them both on the forehead, and calling Joey to my side. He had started sleeping at the foot of our bed again, as he knew I was up earlier to see the horses. He loved his horse friends.

It was a short trip out to feed the horses, and filling their water trough for the day, before letting them out to graze. Joey hopped along side of me as we walked back in the base, and up to the kitchen. I set out his food and water, before washing my hands and getting out my bread for toast, and a few eggs.

"Morning," Sam said as he came walking in.

"Morning," I smirked, watching him get food ready on a tray.

"Sharon hungry?" I teased, as he set out a fifth piece of toast and a bowl of fruit salad.

"Not really, but-" He stopped, before closing his eyes and shaking his head to himself.

"It's not hard to guess," I said, gesturing to my own breakfast of toast and scrambled eggs. Plain, and little flavor.

"How do you even guess?" He said, letting out the breath he was holding.

"I know all. Well, enough," I said, wiggling my fingers in front of my face.

"Is that part of your InHuman powers?" He said skeptical.

"No. But consider me Sherlock. Deductive reasoning and all that," I smirked, "Well, don't leave the poor woman waiting. Even if she isn't, she needs sustenance to face the day. I will drop by the labs and ask Helen to find her discreetly, under the guise of blood tests for her file here."

"You really are an angel," Sam sighed, kissing my cheek and saying, "Thank you."

"Just remember, I need you in the hanger in 15 minutes!" I called out to him as he left the kitchen. Had I really changed that much? Callie and Eli had never mentioned Sharon, or Audrey ever getting pregnant. And Laura was supposed to as well according to them. I had about five minutes of freaking out to myself before Bruce, Thor and Loki came in, looking exhausted.

"Rough night boys?" I smirked.

"Mnnneh," Loki said, grabbing the coffee pot.

"Twins…. up… all… night." Bruce said, yawning loudly.

"It gets better… is what I would say if I wasn't still pissed at you men."

"Jane wanted something called a Slurpee. I couldn't find an open store for ages," Thor said, grabbing the pot of coffee from Loki, only to find it empty. He growled and shoved it back into his brother's hand, who smirked at him slightly.

"Maria and Halvard took up our bed, so I got the couch," Loki sighed.

"Boo hoo gentlemen. I carried your babies, I could have talked her down from that to ice cream which we have here, and you do know you have a pull out couch?" I said, directing my answers at the guys. They all groaned, knowing I was right, and they had no reason to complain.

"Three annoyed men. My morning mission is complete! Thor, ten minutes," I said, smiling at him and leaving the room with my last slice of toast. Joey yipped and followed after me.

"A, fire up the hanger lights please," I called out as I opened the door at the bottom of the stairs.

"Yes Ma'am. Quinjet 3 has been fuelled up and ready to go."

"Tell Pietro to get his ass out of bed, and remind Mack, Brock and Trip that they are meeting us there in an hour."

"Will Agent Carter be joining them or shall I direct them?" ARSENAL said, sounding bored.

"Sassy today A. No, Sharon will be on base. And that reminds me, is Helen up?"

"She has been for an hour ma'am."

I quickly ran towards the labs to see Helen hunched over the Cradle with one of her techs. I knocked softly, smiling at her as she turned.

"Sera," She smiled back, "What brings you here? You're check up isn't until tomorrow."

"I know, I just wonder if you can see Sharon today. Perhaps find her for a blood test?" I said, gesturing slightly to my own stomach.

"Yes, I can."

"And I'm sure that ARSENAL would be happy to add her blood tests to her file, for protocols sake. Never can be too careful with paper these days," I said, as her techs paid us no mind. Her mouth formed an 'O' shape and said, "Of course. But only if I find something unusual."

"Perfect," I smiled, "Now I must run. Clint and his family are moving in today and I'm organizing the move."

"Have fun. No lifting," She said, narrowing her eyes at me.

"Who ratted me out?" I sighed. She must have heard about me still lifting hay bales for the horses.

"Loki mentioned you had still been feeding the horses, and I put two and two together."

"Damn. I'm fine, no cramping, no bleeding. And I'm used to lifting like this. I am actually."

"As long as it's not more than you are used to," Helen sighed.

"I promise. Now I must fly," I smiled, waving goodbye as I flew out the door.

Thor, Sam, and Pietro were waiting aboard the Quinjet, so I shut the hatch and walked up to the pilot's seat, buckling in.

"How's the weather today A?"

"Mild. Perfect flight conditions. I shall adjust for weather over Ohio," She replied as I flicked on my instruments and looked back at the guys.

"Strapped in?"

"Yes Ma'am," Sam said, as Pietro gave thumbs up.

"AVSH01, Quinjet 3 requesting take off parameters," I said, into my headset.

"Vertical take off from Run 1, taxi out."

"Moving now," I said, driving the Quinjet forward.

"You are clear for take off," The Tower said as I used the vertical thrusters to lift off.


"AUNTIE SERA!" I heard Lila yell as we opened the Quinjet's hatch. I peeked outside to see my niece standing on the porch, being held back by Laura.

"All clear!" I smiled, getting out. Laura's fingers left Lila's shirt and she bounded out as fast as she could to reach us.

"How's my girl?" I said, kneeling down to catch her as she slammed into me.

"I lost a tooth last night!" She said, smiling wide for me to see. I giggled at the missing front tooth, and said, "Well, I guess the tooth fairy came?"

"It was when I was sleeping. I spit it out when I woke up this morning."

"Well then, she will come tonight," I smiled at her as we walked to the house, as they guys were already there, greeting Clint and Laura. Pietro had stolen Nathaniel, bouncing his giggling namesake up and down in his arms.

"Hey brother," I said to Clint, who turned to hug me tightly.

"Good to see you. It's been too long," He said, into my hair.

"I agree. You haven't even seen your nephew and niece yet!" I laughed, as we released one another.

"Don't remind me. Natasha has been on my ass about coming up. I think I busted something on my Quinjet though."

"Where is it?" I asked, looking around.

"That's the problem. Cloaking won't shut off," He said, using his head to point to the barn.

"I've got it. It's the least exerting thing I can do," I said, moving to hug Laura in greeting.

"Thank you so much for helping us, and for giving us a place at base."

"My pleasure, and it will always be yours. Whether you want to visit or stay there after everything is over."

"Well, the kids are the priority. They need to be safe, and we both feel it would be safer on base."

"Can't argue with you there. I'm starting a Mom's group, and we have the kids together most of the day. I'm thinking of a Nursery area and lounge," I smiled, as the guys started bringing out boxes.

"Auntie Sera," Cooper said, coming out to hug me.

"Seriously, stop growing! It's bad enough my own kids grow too fast. I thought I had more time with you guys young," I said, hugging his head sadly.

"Auntie, I'm 12 now. I'm not a little kid."

"Tough cookies. I say you are a little kid, that's what you are. Now go help your Uncles."

"Fine," He sighed dramatically, as I mused up his hair.

"How are the twins?" Clint asked.

"We are fine thank you," Pietro said, before zooming back into the house.

"Those twins are fine too. Eli and Callie have been keeping up with their studies. Growing like weeds. I have to go clothes shopping, again," I said huffing.

"Well, it is slowing down, right?" Laura asked, confused.

"No. If anything, it's speeding up. They will look about 15 by October," I shrugged, "It slows down by about 18 anyways."

Laura excused herself when we heard something crash, and I snuck away to check out the cloaked Quinjet. I sat there like an idiot throwing dirt in front of me until I found it. Opening the hatch and switching on the instruments panel, I asked A on my watch for a quick systems check.

"Agent Barton is correct. There is a malfunction with the retro reflection panels system. I suggest a rewiring to a lesser system until we reach base, for Agent Fitz to fix it."

"It's like you have no confidence in me," I teased her, as I pulled the panel off the dash. Locating the wire easily, I turned off power to the panel and rewired it to the spotlights power. Didn't need those today.

Quickly checking to make sure everything else was working, I looked outside to make sure the cloaking was indeed off. With my only job done, I put the Quinjet closer to my own, for ease of access for our pack mules.


Mack, Trip and Brock showed up on time, bringing with them Bucky, muttering something about how Super soldiers should be doing the heavy lifting. Bucky kissed my cheek, slapped my butt and scooped Lila up onto his shoulders. The packing into the Quinjets was quicker with eight guys. The kids were sad to leave the farm, but so excited to be with all their cousins. I said I would have a small chicken coop put in next to the horses, that way they had a piece of home when their Dad came back to bring the chickens up there.

Bucky sat in the co-pilot's seat watching the clouds, and smiling.

"What's got you in such good mood?" I teased.

"Life is good right now. How can I not be in a good mood?"

"You're right, but then again, I still have a few things to deal with before we can relax a bit."

"Like what?" He asked.

"I need to travel to Kathmandu. Some… Thanos business. I need to contact NASA about the programing of ARSENAL Defense Net on their station."

"Is it up already?"

"It's going up on the August launch, with another satellite launched off of that launch into its intended space. It's a matter of getting it across the ocean to Russia. Dad already said that it should be finished and programmed so all we need to do is turn it on when its in position."

"So, we are one step closer to Earth being safe."

"On that note, I would like to discuss something with you. We still need to talk to Steve about it and decide together, but I was thinking about where the baby will be sleeping when it is born."

"Ah. Yeah…" Bucky said, looking puzzled.

"Callie wondered as well, and I think I came up with an idea that would be beneficial for the twins, as well as solving that problem."

"I was thinking that the kids, should live in the new SHIELD headquarters. They would be more involved in their training there, and we would still be able to see them when they aren't in training, and at mealtimes."

"It's… a lot to think about. They won't be in the same building. They are barely 2 years old, really. It… it just feels like it's going to change things."

"We aren't kicking them out. We are giving them an opportunity. If not, we can move them to another apartment on base so that they are still close."

Bucky was silent for another moment, before looking over at me.

"Does this have to do with what the Future twins said?"

"Yes. There are some things that have to happen; this is one. They need this," I said, earnestly. He looked contemplative for another minute, before giving me a small smile.

"If it's for their best interest, I am on board."

"Thank you," I said softly. I switched to autopilot and then got up to crawl into his lap. He held me in his arms, as I tucked my head under his chin to hear his heartbeat.

"You know, I heard something that you and Steve joined the Mile High Club while you were still at SHIELD," He teased.

Laughing, I pulled away from his chest to smile, "That was a rumor Clint started to see how fast I would blush. Nat gave him a good smack around the ears for it."

"Still, I'm kind of jealous. I want something private like that between the two of us," He chuckled.

"Not right now, okay? Maybe after we have moved the Barton's into base. And explained the plan to Steve about the kids. Then we can take a Quinjet and fly around the world, wrapped up in each other."

"I was kidding about it just being us though. I want you as much as I want him. Sometimes, I have to remember to show you equal affection. I'm sorry if you have ever felt neglected."

"I know. It's normal for there to be a person you give more affection to in a threesome such as ours."

"But it isn't fair to you."

"Hey, as long as you guys still want me, you can be with each other all you want. You were together since childhood. Even with the separation of 70 years, you were together the longest. I have no greater claim on either of you than you do each other. It's when you no longer need me that there is a problem."

"That won't ever happen. You, are my ангел, my saving grace. No one else could have broken me out of my head. I'm so thankful for what you taught yourself, even if the original method trapped me inside of myself."

"I would have, just so you and Steve could be happy together. I would have stepped aside. I love you both enough to do that, for you to be happy."

"I'm glad you didn't have a choice," He teased, capturing me in a steamy kiss. I moaned lowly, before pulling back and asking A, "How long until we arrive?"

"ETA 20 minutes ma'am."

"Well, until we get into our airspace, it couldn't hurt," I said, staring at his lips hungrily, and manipulating my body to accentuate my chest. I felt the instant reaction to my actions when he zoned in on my chest.

"Humana humana," He growled, jokingly, before lifting me to straddle him, making me laugh as he tried to strip me.