A/N: Hello faithful readers! As I couldn't update last week and next week I'm entertaining my in-laws from out pf province (kill me now), I'll be posting two chapters today. Hopefully you like them! WARNING: Lemon ahead!

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

Song used in this chapter is Legends Never Die by League of Legends feat. Against The Current.


Elena and Samuel were born right before supper that night, with Jemma doing everything without drugs. She was a champ about it too, especially with Pietro freaking out in the delivery room. I had to slap him once to get him to focus, and then everything was smooth sailing. For the most part.

And suddenly there was only one month to go, until we either saved the universe or died trying.

Our plan was fine tuned, revised, fine-tuned again and then revised once more. We had gone over every possible scenario. Black Bolt would go out first, and if he fell, 'good' Thanos would come out swinging. Okoye would silently find my eyes during those talks. She certainly wasn't a spy like Nakia. She was about as subtle as a gun.

But with only a month left, I was spending every moment I could with my kids, with Steve and Bucky. They would be alright if I died, I made sure of it. I asked them to draw up a Will with me. They were confused, and I explained it was for the kids, but I put clauses in there that if I was to die in battle that my inheritance and shares in Stark Industries was to be divided between the kids, with a large portion for Steve and Bucky. My savings over the last few years would be enough to set them up for the rest of their lives.

I was leaving them my mother's house as well, with instructions that I was to be buried next to her, in the meadow under the tree. Eli was to make sure they followed through, so far as if my wishes were not met, Eli would assume control over my funeral arrangements.

I re-read all my favourite books, watched all my favourite shows, and rode Sun as much as I could. Drifter was taking a shine to Callie like I knew would happen, with Sweet Feet allowing her to be close to her foal. I knew the horses would be safe in her and Loki's hands. As I was tying up my loose ends, time seemed to fast-forward. They do say time flies when you are having fun.

Except knowing the uncertainty of your future wasn't fun. A week before we were set to jump out to Berhart, Thor and Rocket took off to forge Thor a new weapon. Callie jumped them there, only to request back up for Thor. Heimdall went to aid his King and they returned with Stormbreaker. They told us how the dwarf that ran the forge was forced to make Thanos's gauntlet, so we knew he was on the move. Sif was bringing the Power Stone, along with the Reality Stone, in a jump with Callie to Knowhere. The Collector put up a fuss, but we assured him that he would rather not be anywhere near it. As we packed up our gear for camp, I cuddled Oliver close, savoring his giggles and the way he laughed at his Dad's antics. They were arguing over how to pack a tent, and the way they used to do it in the army.

This moment, the calm before the storm, was what I was fighting for.

"Sera," A voice called. I looked up from Ollie's smiling face to see Rocket, gesturing to talk in private. Shifting Ollie to my hip, I snuck away to see Rocket, with Ollie pointing at random things and babbling.

"What's up?" I asked, trying to seem nonchalant.

"So, I have Aero-Rigs for everyone and a few extras. They are all rigged up to Retract, the program for getting everyone back to camp. I need you to be the one to convince the teams to wear them. Quill was already suspicious when he asked me why I was making so many," He explained.

"Can do. I can make it an order and no one should question it," I said, hoping no one put up a fuss.

It was easier done than said. No one questioned my reasoning of staying out of the blast radius and the usefulness of being able to fly away from harm. They thought I meant Black Bolt. Callie jumped us to Berhart, and we immediately set up camp. I was replaying my goodbye to Oliver in my head on repeat. I cried silently to myself, as the other parents were doing with their little ones. Daisy was bawling as she handed Gabriel off to Darcy. Trip held her tight as they walked through the portal to Berhart.

I felt her pain. Not knowing if you would make it back to see them grow up.

The night before we knew the battle would take place, we were gathered around a campfire. We were steadying our nerves about everything that was about to happen the next day. I caught everyone's eyes individually, remembering why we were doing this.

Daisy turned on a small music player, to relax everyone. After a few songs, I noticed everyone was less tense. Less, but not relaxed.

A song came on that I recognized, and I smiled as I recalled the lyrics. I started singing at a whisper.

Legends never die when the world is calling you

Can you hear them screaming out your name?

Legends never die, they become a part of you

Every time you bleed for reaching greatness

Relentless you survive

They never lose hope when everything's cold and the fighting's near

It's deep in their bones, they'll run into smoke when the fire is fierce

Oh pick yourself up, 'cause

Legends never die when the world is calling you

Can you hear them screaming out your name?

Legends never die, they become a part of you

Every time you bleed for reaching greatness

Legends never die

Daisy harmonized with me, and Wanda and Natasha joined in, making our men look proudly on us as the listened to the lyrics.

They're written down in eternity

But you'll never see the price it costs

The scars collected all their lives

When everything's lost, they pick up their hearts and avenge defeat

Before it all starts, they suffer through harm just to touch a dream

Oh pick yourself up, 'cause

Legends never die when the world is calling you

Can you hear them screaming out your name?

Legends never die, they become a part of you

Every time you bleed for reaching greatness

Legends never die

When the world is calling out your name

Begging you to fight

Pick yourself up once more

Pick yourself up, 'cause

Legends never die when the world is calling you

Can you hear them screaming out your name?

Legends never die, they become a part of you

Every time you bleed for reaching greatness

Legends never die

"We may not save the universe, but you can be damned sure we will avenge it," I said as I stood.

"Get some sleep," I said to the group, "We plant our bait at first light."

The group was quiet as I retreated back to our tent. I stared at my suit hard, touching the material reverently. This fight wasn't for glory, statues or honors. I prayed hard to whatever God was listening, that we would win. I prayed that my family would make it out alive. I prayed that this would cleanse the sins of my past, the sins of my family.

"But it's not an atonement," I whispered.

"What's not an atonement?"

Turning at the sound of Bucky's voice, I saw that he and Steve had followed me. Steve had started pulling off his shirt and pants, getting ready for bed, but I had another idea.

"Nothing. But I do want to ask something of you both," I said, masking my worry with a mischievous look.

"Anything ангел," He smirked.

"I need some grounding from my thoughts, from what we are about to do. It's got me inside my own head. Would you- that is, will you ground me?" I said, hearing my own voice catch, but it didn't seem to faze the guys. Bucky strode forward, gently bring me close to him, and pulling my hair away from my neck.

"Put your hair up," He commanded. I shivered in need as I worked, noticing the Soldier circling me. I was his prey tonight.

"Captain, will you be joining us?" He asked Steve, as I stood waiting.

"I think we can share," Steve smirked, walking up to me, giving me a once over.

"Off," He said, picking at my clothes softly. I obeyed, pulling them off quickly, while I heard Bucky doing the same behind me. A chill caught my skin from the night air outside the tent, and Bucky came up behind me.

"Who do you want first, Seraphina?" He said, as I turned my head to see him looking at Steve over my shoulder.

"I want the Captain, while you are inside him," I breathed. I saw the way both their eyes darkened.

"Very well. Why don't you go lay down and prepare yourself? I need to prepare the Captain," He whispered into my ear, before giving a quick roll to my nipples and sucking roughly on my neck. I whimpered, knowing how we all got off on watching the others pair off. When his suction stopped on my neck, I obeyed by laying down on our bedroll, and spreading my legs for them.

Steve eyed me as I began to play with myself, and Bucky pulled his boxers off. Steve shucked his own off, before their mouths met wildly, nipping and rough. I moaned softly, seeing my two bearded, muscly men driving each other wild. Bucky's arm wound around to Steve's ass, squeezing hard as Steve took Bucky in his hand.

Occasionally, Steve would look over at me, that dark look of lust in his eyes, getting darker as Bucky and I teased him.

"Why don't you go give her a thrashing?" Bucky teased, gently moving to nip Steve's chest.

"With pleasure," He smirked

I instinctively put my hands above my head, waiting patiently for Steve. He kneeled in front of me, running his fingers lightly up my inner thighs and smirking as he lowered his head to kiss my hip bones. I closed my eyes and stifled my whimper, before I felt a slap to my outer thigh.

"Eyes on me," Steve commanded, as I watched Bucky start to prepare Steve. Steve moaned softly, as he licked a hard line up my slit. I had to cover my mouth to muffle the yelp of pleasure from escaping our tent.

"Seraphina, uncover your mouth," Bucky said, as he thrust into Steve's ass. I heard Steve's whimper against my slit, before doubling his efforts. I keened, watching Steve work me, and Bucky work Steve. I almost sobbed a minute or two later when I felt the stirring of my orgasm. Instead of continuing, Steve pulled me further down the bed, wrapping my legs to sit at his waist. Bucky rubbed my outer thighs as he continued pumping into Steve.

Steve kissed me hard, lifting me up to slid home. I moaned loudly into his mouth, feeling unbridled passion enveloping me in its soft embrace. Steve lifted me up to meet his hips four times, before I went mute from the pleasure, a silent scream as my orgasm hit. Steve shuddered against me, grunting as he came deep inside me.

Bucky was next, sighing in relief as he came, nearly collapsing on top of Steve.

"Another?" I panted.

"God, yes," Steve said, kissing me deeply.

"I want you both," I sighed as Steve withdrew from me.

"Just give me a minute here," Bucky panted, as he withdrew from Steve, and pulled the used condom off. Steve dropped tender kisses to my shoulders, gently picking me up to lay me back in the center of the bedrolls. Bucky joined me, catching his breath, and then rolling over to kiss me, as Steve was pumping himself while watching. Bucky's fingers danced up my stomach, to pinch my nipples, making me squeak and sigh in pleasure.

Steve propped himself up on his elbows, saying, "Sit on my lap, and lie back against my chest."

I did as asked, feeling his hardening cock against my ass, as he pushed a condom down on himself. Bucky was getting ready again, as he watched Steve stretch my ass, preparing me for the double invasion. He kneeled in between Steve's legs, and mine, pushing in as Steve did. I bit my lip, to keep from screaming at the penetration of my lower body.

They were soft and slow, kissing each other and me as they moved. There was a gentle breeze that cooled us off from under the tent flaps, and added the need to huddle tighter together to keep warm. I was cocooned in their love, my own memory retaining this feeling, this oneness with them for our fight tomorrow.

And as they finished inside me, just moments after my own climax, we relaxed into a tangle of limbs.

"I love you both," I said reverently towards the ceiling of the tent.

"I love you both too," Bucky said, raising his head to kiss my lips softly, before reaching to kiss Steve's as well. He hummed as Bucky pulled back, "Now, that's what I'll be holding on to tomorrow."

"Don't talk like that Steve. We're gonna win," Bucky said, as I bit my lip. If things went south though…

"What's on your mind Angel?" Steve said, noticing my silence

"Just trying to remember everything about this moment," Is what I wanted to say, but it would have been too suspicious.

"Just thinking about tomorrow."

"Don't think about it. Let's just enjoy this moment," Bucky said, pulling out of me, before Steve did as well, discarding the used condom. I was held tightly between them, our fingers ghosting over each other's skin. I fell asleep to the sound of their heartbeats.