Summary: It wasn't supposed to happen, it was supposed to be impossible, yet it had happened. Mind you, he was an Avenger, meaning anything could be possible; especially with a demi-god as a friend with a slightly deranged brother.

WARNINGS: M-Preg, Smut, Fluff, Violence, Cussing, M x M, Slash

A.N:/ I am so sorry if anyone is OOC, but I think that the Avengers would act like this. Also, I had an exam on Thursday, so I was revising for that all week; sorry. I wrote some of this while I was pi-ed off at a supposed friend, so I was trying to calm my anger. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it!

EVERYONE WHO HAD GUESSED (Including Guests):

Xandora: Yeah, it is! Well done and thank you for the review =)

Cap'n Arse: No, sorry, there are already a lot of Stanner stories, but not a lot of this couple. =) Sorry

Amb: SORRY! I'm trying to update as much as possible. Also, I do like Stanner stories, but I feel this would be better suited. =) Sorry again.

This story is set a couple of years after the battle, and it's near Christmas!

Chapter 2

Steve turned over Bruce started to awake. He stayed in bed, shifting uncomfortably, before getting up and running into the bathroom, puking in the toilet. Steve rushed in and knelt down beside Bruce, his hand rubbing his back soothingly.

After Bruce had finished, Steve helped him up and pulled him over to the sink, where Bruce rinsed his mouth out. He sighed sleepily before shuffling back into the bedroom, Steve following. After getting back into bed, Bruce tried to get comfortable, as Steve put a bucket down by the side of the bed and kissed his lovers forehead. Bruce smiled as he started to fall back asleep.

Steve walked back into the kitchen and started making a light breakfast, deciding to just get ready then and think of how to convince Bruce to take a day off.

/Our Small Miracle/Our Small Miracle/

Bruce woke up a second that day, and turned over to vomit into the bucket. He sighed before getting up and going into the bathroom to clean himself up. After taking a shower and getting ready for the day, the Physician walked into the kitchen/lounge and walked over to Steve, who was putting the dishes he had used away. Steve wrapped his arms around Bruce as the small brown-haired man hugged Steve, wrapping his arms around the Captain's waist. Steve held onto Bruce gently, before starting his plea for Bruce to see a doctor.

"Bruce, please."

"No,"

"You've been ill for the past couple of weeks though. If you aren't going to go see someone from the medical team, at least let JARVIS check you over." Steve whispered, as Bruce sighed, before nodding. They parted and walked up to the elevator, before going to the 75th Floor, which was sort of a main lounge area/meeting room for the Avengers and co.

The 1st floor was the garage, and then the next 75 floors up contained several labs, gyms, pools, armouries, libraries, studies, and other rooms, ones they couldn't remember. Tony and Pepper were on the 77th floor, Natasha and Clint were on the 80th, Steve and Bruce were on the 79th floor and Thor was on the 78th floor with Jane if they came to stay.

/Our Small Miracle/Our Small Miracle/d

Bruce stared at shock at the readings on the paper in his hand. It wasn't possible, yet it had happened. How was the Council and the Government going to react? Will they try to take his child off of him and experiment on them? How was he going to tell Steve?

Steve.

How was he going to react? All these thoughts running around in his head, Bruce thought it may explode. He looked at the machine, and smiled as he saw the small life on the screen. He immediately knew what he wanted to do. He would keep the baby, no matter what anyone else thought. And he was sure Steve would want the baby as well, knowing his boyfriend like the back of his hand. He knew what he was going to do.

Bruce walked to the elevator to go down to the Gym, where Steve was. He walked over to him and sat down at the bench behind his partner who was currently beating a punch bag to a pulp. Steve sat down beside Bruce after the bag slammed into the wall. Taking his hand, Steve rubbed soothing circles into it with his thumbs, sensing Bruce was distressed.

"What's wrong?" He asked, as Bruce looked into his blue eyes.

"Stomach bug; I'll be fine." He said, deciding he could wait to tell him on Christmas day, it being 5 days away. He pulled Steve up and they went back to the apartment, smiling happily.

/Our Small Miracle/Our Small Miracle/

Fury sighed as he saw Clint and Natasha try to interrogate Loki. Ever since the incident in Manhattan, the God of Mischief had been making regular visits to Earth to wreak havoc. But last week he hit all the Avengers with some sort of spell which looked dangerous, even though it hasn't done anything yet, and that was what they were worried about. Natasha walked out and sighed angrily, shaking her head at the Director.

"Hasn't said anything yet, but keeps asking about mine and Clint's relationship, talking in riddles." She said, before the director could ask. Fury nodded and saw Clint look towards them through the window. He sighed in agitation, and nodded to Natasha, before turning and walking back to his office.

Natasha smiled encouragingly at Clint, but so Loki couldn't see it. She sat back down beside him and put on her poker face, as Clint resumed the questioning.

/Our Small Miracle/Our Small Miracle/

Tony stared forward, as Pepper smiled at him anxiously. He then grinned and scooped her up, swinging her around as she laughed and hugged him.

"Oh my god!" He exclaimed as he set her down, still holding her in an embrace. She smiled at him happily, as he grinned. "Twins; we're going to be parents to Twins! Just wait until the others find out." He grinned, as she laughed.

"Let's tell them tonight, then." She said, as he eagerly agreed.

"I still can't believe it." Pepper had announced to Tony she was pregnant after he proposed to her, and she was currently 5 months along. She kissed him, smiling at his reaction.

/Our Small Miracle/Our Small Miracle/

"I need to tell you something." Bruce told Steve, as they sat down in front of the couch on Christmas Eve, 4 days later. Steve smiled at Bruce and held his hands, as Bruce turned to face his lover. "I don't know how, but somehow I'm pregnant, and I know for definite, as me and JARVIS both checked. I know it seems slightly strange, and that you didn't expect children, but I can't get rid of the baby, and I'll,-" Bruce's rambling was cut off as Steve leant forward and kissed him softly. When they parted, Bruce looked down shyly, as Steve moved closer and lifted his partners head, placing his hands underneath the Doctor's chin.

"It is slightly shocking, but I'm fine with it." He told him, smiling as Bruce looked into his eyes, face filling with hope. "We'll be fine; me and you, until the end. That's what I promised, isn't it." He said, as Bruce smiled and nodded. The captain leant back into the couch and pulled Bruce gently so the physician was lying on top of him.

"When will we tell SHIELD and the others?" Bruce asked quietly, as Steve contemplated the answers to the question.

"We should tell the others before the director, because I have a feeling I know what the effects of Loki's spell were. Also, I think we should wait to let the director tell the council and government, until at least when you're past 24 weeks, so that they can't actually get rid of the baby without your permission. But I think we should tell the others soon."

"After Christmas," Bruce suggested, as Steve smiled.

"After Christmas," Steve agreed, smiling. They both turned their attention back to some movie playing on the TV, not really paying attention and just enjoying their partner's company. After a while, Steve started to play with Bruce's hair absentmindedly as the doctor was lulled to sleep. Steve smiled and quietly turned the TV off, carrying his partner into their bedroom. Steve took Bruce's belt off and his shirt, exchanging it for one of his jumpers that always seemed slightly too big. He also took his boyfriend's trousers off, and pulled the duvet over him, before changing himself and getting into bed the other side. He smiled at his sleeping boyfriend, and drifted off peacefully; waiting for what fate had lying ahead.

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