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, Fluff, Violence, Cussing, M x M, Slash, Character Death,

Authors Note (Or Rant, In My Case): I CAN'T WAIT FOR CHRISTMAS! This is a special chapter, for Christmas. Amy is 9 =).I can't write Smut, so I left it like this. The next chapter will be longer, and Amy will be older. I've skipped slightly through the years, because I want to get to the action, which will start when she's 15.

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Merry Christmas! - Days to go!

Chapter 9

Amy squealed as she and Alex ran into the Avengers lounge. Roxie and Phil, or Lee as he now insisted on being called, were already in the lounge with 2 year olds Alicia and Jacob Tristan Foster. Natasha and Jane were watching over the babies, while Tony and Steve attempted to put together a toy of Danny's. Bruce smiled as Amy ran over to him and dragged him to in front of the tree, in front of where the other children were sat.

"Papa; tell us a story?" She pleaded, using the 'Puppy-Dog Eyes' she had somehow learnt. Bruce wasn't as bad as Steve, who couldn't stand them for a minute before caving in. But Bruce was resistant, and laughed, conceding to his daughters demands. Steve walked into the kitchen attached to the lounge, as Natasha followed.

"Bruce is pregnant." Steve commented wisely. Natasha looked at him surprised.

"How can you tell?" She asked, amused.

"He's getting broody." Steve told Natasha, who smirked. "Also, I got him checked yesterday," She nodded as he said this.

"Me and Clint are also expecting," She said, as Steve smiled at her surprised. He knew Natasha wanted another child, but didn't expect them to both be expecting at the same time.

"I bet Jane would want another child." She said, as Steve smirked.

"She said she was going to wait until Roxie was slightly older." Steve said, before they both turned to the door to see Amy popping her head around it.

"Daddy," She yelped, as Natasha laughed. Steve had run up to the door and swung his daughter onto his shoulders

"Did you like your presents, love?" He asked, as the small child giggled.

"Yes thank you, Dad." Steve smiled. It seemed his daughter had inherited both his and Bruce's good manners.

"You're welcome, sweetheart," He said, before taking her into the kitchen, Natasha following. As Natasha went to see Clint, Bruce walked up to Steve and Amy. Steve plopped Amy down on the floor and put an arm around Bruce's waist. Bruce smiled up at Steve and kissed him, as Amy wrinkled her nose, before walking off. Steve chuckled as Bruce laughed softly.

"Merry Christmas,"

"Happy Christmas," Steve replied to Bruce, leaning down to kiss Bruce.

/Our Small Miracle/Our Small Miracle/

"So, am I allowed to have my Christmas present now?" Bruce asked as Steve chuckled. He grabbed a package from the side drawer, careful not to jolt Bruce who was lying on his chest in their bed, and handed it to Bruce.

The doctor gasped. 2 weeks in Paris alone. Just the two of them. "But what about Amy?"

"Tony said she could stay with him. And it gives him a distraction." Steve told Bruce who looked at his husband unsurely.

"Are you sure? Something could happen, and-,"

"Love, she'll be alright," Steve told him softly. Bruce nodded and smiled, reaching up to kiss him. Steve moaned, and eagerly responded. "Maybe I could have my Christmas present now?" He whispered huskily.

"Maybe you can," Bruce replied, breathlessly, before he was flipped over and Steve was leaning over him. Bruce was glad that Tony had taken all of the kids for the night; he'd have to remember to repay him.

/Our Small Miracle/Our Small Miracle/

Tony raised his eyebrows as Bruce walked in the next day.

"You're glowing," He commented, as Bruce smiled.

"I am pregnant." Tony raised his eyebrows.

"Again," Tony inquired, amused and in disbelief.

"Again," Bruce confirmed, smiling. Tony held his hand out in congratulations and smiled at Bruce, also patting his shoulder gently.

"You're going to end up with loads of kids at this rate."

"I know, but I really don't mind; as long as it's with Steve." Bruce said, as Tony nodded in understanding. He felt exactly the same about Pepper.

/Our Small Miracle/Our Small Miracle/

"What's up babe?" Bruce asked, wrapping arms around his husband's waist and resting his chin on the Captains shoulder. He felt Steve relax into his embrace, and spin around, placing his arms around Bruce's shoulders.

"Just a letter we got from General Ross. Again," He sighed, angrily, as Bruce placed a hand on Steve's bicep, gently making soothing motions with his thumb and fingers.

"Ignore him, babe. He can't hurt us." Bruce told him, as they looked out at the night's sky from the hotel balcony.

"But he can hurt Amy." Steve sighed, as Bruce tensed and looked up at him.

"I'm just going to…" Bruce trailed off.

"Yeah, I'll come with you…"Steve looked down at Bruce worriedly, as they both hurried to the phone.

"Hello… Tony? Is Amy there? … Is she alright?"

"Bruce, she's fine." Tony's voice echoed from the phone. Steve smiled and walked into the bathroom. "I will tell you though, that I think her and Phil will be more than friends in the future." Bruce smirked.

"Better not let Steve hears you."

"I can understand where he's coming from. I wouldn't want Alicia to be dating boys until she's at least over 16." Bruce laughed.

"I have no doubt about that. You and the boys are already so protective." Bruce laughed.

He had a feeling Tony was right about his little girl though. How would Steve take it?

These thoughts vanished from his mind as he said goodbye to Tony and felt the man he was just thinking about wrap his arms around the Doctor's waist. Bruce smiled and leant back, as Steve started to kiss his neck.

"What did Tony say?"

"She's fine," Bruce replied breathlessly. He turned around and caught Steve's mouth with his own.

"When are we returning?"

"7 Hours." Both men looked at each other, before Bruce was pinned against the wall, kissing Steve hungrily. He smirked as Steve lifted Bruce's legs around his waist. Smirking, Bruce wrapped his arms tightly around Steve's shoulders, clinging onto him as Steve manoeuvred them into the bedroom. They didn't come back out for a few hours.

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