The 1940's style vintage wedding of Gwen Stacy and Steve Rogers was the most beautiful event any of the Avengers had ever been to. None of them had married yet, but even Tony, who had seen plenty of amazing things in his lifetime, was breathless once the ceremony began. They had had to drive out of the city to find a beautiful wooded area, just rustic enough to complete the look they were going for. Director Fury had set up a beautiful arch way for them and he'd gone through the trouble of obtaining a license to officiate the ceremony. Once everything looked perfect it was time to begin, though as Steve looked out at their guests he felt a little sad. Most people in attendance were Gwen's family and friends, and it hit him very suddenly that besides Bucky and the Avengers…he didn't really have anyone.

"You okay?" Bucky asked as he adjusted the tie on Steve's military uniform. Bucky was the best man, he'd even gone and whacked all his hair off to meet his old 40's do for the wedding. He and Steve had been the best of friends back in the day, he knew when something was bothering him. He and the rest of the groomsmen; Bruce Banner, Thor, Clint Barton, and Sam Wilson were all dressed alike in brown trousers with suspenders and bowties. Steve gave him a once over and then smiled bittersweetly.

"Your clothes make me nostalgic. I guess it just now registered with me that besides you…everyone I used to care about is long gone. My own friends families can't even be here…Stark's are gone, Romanoff and Barton's are gone…yours…" Bucky shrugged it off and patted him firmly on the back.

"That's nothing to be thinking about right now. Look at it this way, everyone sitting out in that audience is your family now. Gwen's parents are going to be your mother and father-in-law, her brothers will be your brother-in-laws….and most importantly there is a little baby inside of her right now, and there will be plenty more in the future I'd wager. She's crazy about you. She is your family now." Steve's baby blue eyes misted over and he pulled Buck into a hug, earning a snort from Tony who was standing with the bridesmaids. His outfit was the same as the other men in the wedding party, only dark blue to match the bridesmaid dresses and his hair was slicked back to perfection.

"What are you laughing at, Stark? You might as well be wearing a dress, maid of honor." Bucky teased, a few snickers coming from Natasha, Maria Hill, Mary Jane Watson, and Jane Foster. They were all standing behind Tony in their dark blue strapless cocktail dresses and had been admiring Stark's assets in those slacks for some time. Tony through up his signature smirk and wiggled his eyebrows at James.

"Nah, you guys are just mad you weren't close enough to Miss Sexy to get to be on her side of the party." Tony was teasing of course…mostly, but being the playboy that he was Gwen was the only girl he had ever truly been close to. He kind of…well…loved her. However, it was because of his own nature that he knew Steve was better for her, and he was happy that if anyone was going to be with Gwen it was him. Steve gave him a look, though there was a smile plastered on his face.

"Watch it." Tony rolled his eyes and turned his head to look down the aisle. He knew it wouldn't be long, and as he was the one that had helped her get ready (along with Mary Jane, her best friend that unfortunately would not allow him to help Gwen into her dress) he was eager to see her perfection as she walked toward them. The wedding march began shortly after and as Captain Stacy walked her down the aisle Steve felt as if his breath had been knocked clean out of him. Her hair was curled to perfection, lips colored scarlet and the most stunning lace vintage wedding gown clung to her small waist. It was floor length and sleeveless, though her shoulders were covered modestly. She looked like a goddess…she was everything Steve had pictured and more. Steve's eyes were darting everywhere, he didn't know what he wanted to stare at more. Her beautiful hair, face, dress…but mostly his eyes fell on her midsection. There was no sign of life there yet…but he knew it was there and that was all he needed.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the union of one of the greatest wartime heroes ever known, Mr. Steven Rogers, Aka Captain America; and his web-slinging, kick-ass lady spider, Miss Gwendolyn Stacy." Gwen and Steve both glanced uncomfortably out in the audience, hoping to god that Gwen's father didn't catch that reference. Steve stepped on Fury's foot hard and the director seemed to get the message, laughing and clearing his throat before continuing.

"Should there be any reasons why this couple should not be wed, please speak now or forever hold your peace. However, might I note that doing so will be a stupid ass decision and I will likely elect to ignore it." Steve and Gwen both couldn't help it, they laughed at that despite the knowledge that the Stacy family was probably fuming.

"Now, I ask that Steven and Gwendolyn join hands and repeat after me." Gwen happily did as she was told, her eyes devouring how absolutely handsome her fiancé looked. She had her best friends by her side and the love of her life right in front of her…the day couldn't have been more perfect. The only thing she wished for now was that she could feel her child move within her, feel its tiny presence. They were a family.

"I Gwendolyn Michelle Stacy, take you Steven Grant Rogers, to be my lawfully wedded husband. To have and to hold, to love and to cherish, all the days of my life." Tony took Steve's ring from out his pocket and tenderly handed it to Gwen, locking eyes with her and giving her a gentle, genuine smile. He really wanted her to be happy. She smiled back and slid the ring onto Steve's third finger on his left hand.

"I Steven Grant Rogers, take you Gwendolyn Michelle Stacy, to be my lawfully wedded wife. To have and to hold, to love and to cherish, all the days of my life." Bucky handed the ring to Steve, who about fell apart once he had it in his hand. He hadn't expected to get this emotional…but god, he loved her so much. He hadn't loved anyone this way before. Not even Peggy. He didn't think twice about putting the ring on her finger, squeezing her hand in excitement as he did so.

"By the power vested in me, I hereby pronounce you Mr. and Mrs. Steve Rogers. You may kiss your bride." Steve grabbed her by her shoulders and dipped her back, planting a searing kiss on her as the entire party erupted with applause. It was sweet, yet passionate, the taste of her lips driving the soldier to near insanity. She threaded her fingers into his tidy blonde hair and moaned lightly into the kiss, hardly wanting to come up for air as he held her tightly in his arms. When they finally did pull away from one another they were shocked to find that everyone was utterly silent. The couple followed everyone's gaze to the sky, an earsplitting shriek coming from Mrs. Stacy as they realized what was happening. An elderly looking man whose skin appeared a pinkish purplish hue was circling in the air…wings on his arms created to simulate flight via the device around his torso. Gwen knew exactly who that was…she had fought him before. Adrian Toomes had been trying to kill her ever since she'd first became Spider-Woman, and here he was about to ruin her wedding. How….she thought to herself….how does he know my identity?

"Shit…" She mumbled under her breath, causing Steve to raise his eyebrows at her.

"You know this guy?!" She nodded.

"They call him the vulture…he's been after me for years. I've kicked is feathery ass all over New York. Can you distract my parents while I change?" Steve looked at her incredulously, his eyes chalked full of worry, love, and disbelief.

"Are you insane? You are doing no such thing!" Gwen opened her mouth to argue with her husband but he cut her off before she could get a word in edgewise by very lightly running his fingers along her stomach.

"Gwen…the baby…" His expression alone was begging her to sit this one out, the look in his eyes absolutely breaking her heart. But what was she supposed to do? Toomes was her problem, her enemy.

"Baby I have too." Steve's jaw clenched and he protectively stepped in front of her.

"Like hell you do." He used the magnetic chip implanted in his suit cuff to call his shield, throwing it up into the air right as the enemy launched what seemed to be a sort of thick green gas into the air. Gwen could no longer see Steve or anyone, so this was her only shot at taking down the vulture without giving away her identity. She muttered an I'm sorry to her counterpart before listening solely to her senses. She knew Toomes was never going to land on solid ground….but where was he floating. There was a loud cackle from above her and she worked quickly to attach her web shooters before his next move.

"I know you're here Spider-Woman…I've been watching the old man. I know you're connected to Captain Stacy. Are you his little girl? Hmm? His wife? I'll find you…" So he didn't know her identity…not exactly. That was good. She shot a web in an attempt at pulling him to the ground, though his talons easily cut through it and he swooped in for the kill. Fortunately, he couldn't see either and he missed, granting Gwen the opportunity to grab onto him as she heard him crash land to the left of her. She climbed on top of him, a few swift blows to his machinery causing enough damage to ground him indefinitely before he kicked her off. She was careful, for the baby's sake and broke her fall with her wrist, which she didn't think she broke though it made a horrendous sound. Shit! She knew she needed help, the gas was making it hard to breath and her wedding dress was heavy, there was no way she was going to take him down on her own.

"Tony!" She shrieked, not knowing why she'd called for Stark instead of her husband though she was sure it would inflate the billionaire's ego. Gwen was strong, sensing Toomes behind her she grabbed him and forced him in front of her. She wasn't going to be able to hold him there long, not with an injured wrist, but all she needed was one blast from Tony. Once he was unconscious they were golden. Tony had heard her cry loud and clear and like Steve and Gwen both had obviously came prepared as she heard the sound of his repulsor beam cranking up to fire. Tony was smart, he knew the game plan.

"Look at the light from my suit, am I near you?" Gwen shouted out a yes and Stark counted down from three. 1…2…3…

"MOVE!" Gwen immediately let go of the vulture and ducked for cover, watching in awe as Iron Man's beam shot him back about twenty feet into some decorations. She bolted in the direction of the sound, using her webbing to tie Toomes up and cover his eyes as the gas was beginning to dissipate. Once they could all see once more Steve ran to Gwen, his eyes falling on her bruised and swollen wrist.

"One thing, Gwen…I asked one thing of you!" Gwen held her hands up defensively and shot Steve an exasperated look.

"Look, it's not broken okay, I can move it. The only reason I even sprang it was because I was taking care of our baby, I didn't want to fall on my stomach." Steve took a deep breath, trying really hard not to be mad.

"You wouldn't have needed too if you'd have stayed out of it and let me handle it!" Tony decided then that it was an opportune moment to interject himself into the conversation.

"Uh, no offence Spangles but you didn't handle it, I did." Steve glared at Tony but decided to not respond, instead walking over to his wife and wrapping his arms around her. She nuzzled her face into the crook of his neck and he petted her hair gently.

"Why did you call for Tony…I could have protected you. I wanted to." There it was…there was the root of why he was really upset. Gwen sighed and kissed his neck softly, finally getting him to smile as he relaxed a little.

"I didn't want you to worry." That wasn't necessarily true…she didn't know why it was Tony she'd called for. Maybe subconsciously it had been because she knew he had the fire power necessary to get the job done. She didn't know. All she knew was that she just wanted to go home with Steve and be happy again. She wanted to begin their life together as Mr. and Mrs. Steve Rogers. A playful grin crossed Steve's face and he kissed the top of her head tenderly.

"Oh, I'll always do that. You can't stop me." Gwen giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck, reaching up to lightly peck him on the lips as he held her even tighter against his chest.

"Maybe not…but a girl can try can't she?" He rolled his eyes and leaned in to whisper in her ear.

"I'm taking you someplace far far away from here…and by the time I'm finished protecting and worshiping you you'll never ask me to stop. Not ever again." She smirked.

"Is that a promise or a threat, Captain?" Steve kissed her once more, more fervently this time.

"Both."