"I'm going to go for a long run with Bucky." Steve zipped his jacket up, "Don't miss me."

Peggy looked up from the table where she was making a list of things she needed to do that day, "I'll try not to." She yawned, "I might be dressed by the time you get back."

"Don't exert yourself." Steve laughed.

She tapped the table with the pen until she had a song stuck in her head. That damn song from that musical Steve and Sam loved so much. It was called Hamilton or something like that. She stood up and grabbed the bags of stuff she'd gotten at the baby shower and walked to the nursery. Some cute clothes toys and a huge pile of diapers. There seemed like a million things that needed to happen before the twins came. She set the bag down on the changing table and started to stock everything up. It took her longer than it should have since she kept having to sit down. Her back hurt, her skin hurt, and she was sick of being so uncomfortable.

When Steve said a long run he was right, it had been an hour so far and she was just now rounding the laundry up. She started loading the washer when she felt it. Peggy dropped the basket and put a hand on her stomach, "Good lord." She inhaled and started to breathe.

Today was the day, she could feel it. But she didn't feel the panic she thought she was going to feel. When the contraction passed she walked to the kitchen where her phone was charging on the counter. She called Steve.

"Peg," He was out of breath.

"T.W.I.N.S operational." She informed, "When will you be back?"

"Oh my god! Okay like… 20 minutes at top speed for me… maybe 30 for Bucky." he shouted to Bucky, "T.W.I.N.S is operational! Okay we're sprinting back. Don't… I don't know… just… don't ugh-"

"Die?" Peggy guessed.

"That works." Steve laughed.

Peggy rolled her eyes, "I'm still in early labor. The doctor wants me there soon just in case there's something wrong with them. I'm going to take a bath and try not to panic."

"Love you." Steve said before their call ended. She hung up the phone and looked at the clock, trying to keep track of how fast everything was moving along. She just had to come to terms with the fact that her list of chores for the day was about to be put off. Peggy walked to the bathroom and drew a bath. It could be false labor but it sure felt real. She undressed and lowered herself into the warm water. Sure she was still in labor but she felt as comfortable as she could be.

"Peg!" Steve ran through the door.

"I'm here too!

"In here!" Peggy said as loud as she wanted to be. It sounded more like a whisper but she knew Steve could hear it.

Steve ran in and looked at her in a frenzy, "Are you okay, is everything okay? How far apart are they?"

Peggy checked the clock on the tub, "They're coming faster." She looked up at him, "Will you get me a hair tie?"

Steve went to the counter coming back with a brown elastic. He helped her sit up and pulled her hair up for her. He'd gotten pretty good at putting hair in a bun over the past few months. "Better?"

Peggy nodded, "Much. I don't want to have wet hair all day." She leaned back again and closed her eyes, "How are you feeling?"

Steve laughed, "I'm fine." It was a lie. He was terrified. Almost as scared as he was crashing the Valkyrie into the water. There was a possibility that this could end in a disaster, he read the books.

She reached up out of the water and took his hand, "It's going to be alright." Another contraction started, radiating up from her lower back and making it's way forward, "Sweet Christmas." she inhaled, "They're getting worse."

"We should get you to the hospital now." He rubbed the back of her shoulder. "Call the brigade."

Peggy nodded taking a deep breath as the contraction stopped, "Okay, will you bring me my clothes."

Steve stood up and brought the bag from the bedroom in, "Bucky call a taxi." he shouted to his friend who was pacing in the kitchen. "Here you go." He helped Peggy stand then handed her the towel and left the dress and leggings she picked out a few weeks ago to wear on the counter. "I'm going to go change too."

She nodded keeping quiet as the situation started to sink in around her.

She slid into the taxi and gave him the instructions to the hospital. The driver didn't look too pleased about having someone pregnant in his car but, hell, it was Captain America and Peggy Carter!.

Peggy walked into the hospital with confidence. It wasn't the first time she had labor pains that made her think it was time. But this was it. She just knew it. "Bucky," She instructed as she lead the trio down the hall like they were debriefing for a field mission, "Call Nat, tell her to come soon and tell her to alert the phonetree."

"Roger that." Bucky pulled his phone out and went back to the waiting room.

"Steve." Peggy started again, "I'm gonna need water. If my water bottle gets empty you've done your job poorly." She took deep breaths as the nurse lead her into the examination room.

Steve nodded, "Director mode is activated."

"I'm about to deliver your children. I have the right to be any mode I want." Peggy informed as the nurse went for the ultrasound. She informed the nurse of the spacing between the contractions and the other questions that were asked.

"They're both in perfect condition." The nurse showed them the screen. "You still don't want to know the genders correct?"

Peggy nodded, then looked at Steve who was a bit sheepish. "You want to know?"

Steve shrugged, "Yeah. Yeah I do."

Peggy grinned, "Alright, tell us."

"We brought lunch." Tony held up some bags to the super crew that was assembled in the waiting room. Bucky, Nat and Sam were all sitting with their feet propped up on the chairs, "Celebration of Peggy Popping'"

Pepper gave him a small slap, "Come'on."

Tony gave her a look like he didn't know what he said that was so terrible, "What?!"

She rolled her eyes, "You're ridiculous."

Bucky held his hand out for the lunch, "What'dja get?!"

"Shawarma." Tony walked the bag over to Bucky who immediately tore into his usual order.

"Oh my god." Natasha watched Bucky with a mix of distaste and awe, "I thought I had bad table manners."

Bucky looked up with an innocent smile, "What! I eat when I'm stressed."

"What do you have to be stressed about?" Sam looked up from the home and garden magazine he was reading. It started as a joke but the pictures were nice, "Peggy's the one pushing."

"Yeah but… Steve's my best friend and he's gonna be a dad and I'm gonna be an uncle and Peggy's my friend too. And I just want them to be happy." He trailed.

"Cute." Tony said before biting into his meal. His tone was the same as someone saying 'huh' to a mildly interesting comment.

Steve wiped Peggy's brow as everything started speeding up. "You're doing great." He assured her, "Almost there."

She nodded, "I know. I know.." Peggy grabbed Steve's hand squeezing it as she had yet another contraction. "How has Laura done this three times?!" she grunted.

"I don't know how you're doing this once." He could have sworn he felt a bone crunch in his hand, but he could handle it for now, "My strong Peggy."

The doctor came in again checking the position of the twins, "I'm going to check their positioning in chase they moved around since the last time we checked. So we can get you to an operating room for the C section."

Peggy nodded. Two days ago she had been a bit sad about the odds being higher that she'd have to have a C section for the twins, but at the moment she didn't care. "Do what you need to."

She nodded as she looked at the screen, "Everything looks like it should for you to deliver them both, and you should be ready to start pushing soon. Does everything feel okay so far, Mothers usually have good intuition about what's happening with their own body."

Peggy laid her head back in the pillow taking deep breaths, "It's painful, but it feels natural. I mean my pain scale is kind of altered" she took a sharp inhale, "Torture and all."

The doctor chuckled, "Alright I'll go let your waiting room know that we're going to get this show on the road." She walked out the door.

"You got this." Steve pushed her hair behind her ear, "Do you want anything before-"

"I want this to be over." She answered too quickly to be justified as polite, "Sorry."

"No." Steve put his free hand up, "Say whatever you like, I'm not going to take any of this personally."

Peggy scoffed, "Good, then I can say that this is all your fault."

Steve chuckled, "I know. I'll have to make it up to you somehow." He kissed her forehead.

Bucky was pacing in the waiting room, the only one who was outwardly freaking out. "God how long does it take?"

"Google what's happening right now, and ask that question again." Pepper suggested, "Maybe give Peggy some slack."

Natasha laughed, "Yeah that whole-"

Bucky covered his ears before anything could be explained in great detail, "That was never cover in our curriculum."

Sam laughed, "Well, It's still not."

As they were talking Steve walked in with a flushed face and grin of excitement, "Peggy's fine. The babies are fine."

The tension in the room melted. Bucky relaxed, "Oh thank god."

"What're the sexes." Pepper asked for everyone who was thinking the same thing.

Steve had a bigger smile, "A girl was born first, then 20 minutes later a boy."

Bucky ran forward giving Steve a big hug, "Congrats!"

Natasha snapped a picture of Bucky and Steve's hug, "When can we see them?"

Steve looked down the hall to see if he could see the doctor, "I don't know, I'll ask. I think the doctor will come get some of you, it's up to her and Peggy."

"Go back." Bucky patted him on the shoulder, "Hold those babies 'till I can get in there."

Steve nodded and eagerly went back to his post. In the room the Nurses were cleaning up one of the twins while one of them was resting on Peggy's chest. He walked back to her side, "I told them."

She smiled not looking away from their daughter resting on her, "Did Bucky cry?"

"No." He laughed, "He will when he gets in here though." Steve sat on a stool next to the bed looking at the little face.

The doctor walked to Peggy's side, "Do you feel ready to have some people in here? It'll be two at a time."

Peggy nodded, "I think so, Bucky should get in here."

Once the doctor left Natasha came in first, "Where's my Peggy?" Natasha walked in eager to see how her friend was doing, "How is it that mothers do that. Look so wonderful afterwards."

Peggy rolled her eyes, "Oh shut up." She had the girl in her arms, and Steve was standing with the boy. "Meet Aunt Nat."

Natasha leaned down to see the girl, "Do you know her name yet?"

"Elizabeth as a formal name." Peggy couldn't take her eyes away, "After my grandmother. Libby for short."

Natasha smiled, "It's cute. I mean… Natasha would have been better but I'm biased."

"You already have one Avenger kid named after you." Bucky was looked at the new kid in Steve's arms, "What about this twerp?"

Steve laughed, "This is James."

Bucky looked up at Steve in shock, "You didn't."

"Peggy insisted." Steve held his arm out for Bucky to hold James. "I figured it would be fine since I haven't called you James since you got the nickname."

Bucky held back tears and took the little human in his good arm, "No one wants to sleep on a robot arm do they?" He said to the baby, "No they don't." After a few moments of looking at James and looked between Peggy and Steve, "Don't you think naming him after me is just asking for trouble."

Peggy transferred Libby over to Steve's arms, "They're going to be trouble no matter what. We might as well ask for it."

"He's perfect." Bucky looked at Natasha, "Want a go at holding the little worm."

Natasha walked over and took the baby, speaking sweet and soft russian under her breath, "He's precious. The group has yet to have an ugly baby."

Peggy smiled, "Handsome genes from the father helps." she sounded a bit exasperated.

"And the mother." Steve was quick to defend Peggy's beauty-as always.

"Did you call the second tier to let them know that everything went okay?" Peggy asked Natasha who was still entertained with holding the baby.

"I was going to do that once I switch out with whoever is next." Natasha handed James back to his name sake, "I'll send Sam in." Natasha kissed Bucky on the cheek, then left to go.

Bucky looked Steve looking happier than he'd ever seen him, despite all the triumphs they've gone through. And Peggy, who looked just as happy. They were together, their family was set. "Look at you two… you happy bastards."

"The happiest." Steve agreed.

It had been a few months with the Twins back in their apartment and everything went like clock work. Almost perfect. Steve was the perfect stay at home dad. But despite his natural talent, Peggy could give him a run for his money. It seemed like the endless rotation of people wanting to see the twins grew every day. The occasional social media pictures just weren't good enough, but Peggy and Steve didn't care. When they were alone in their apartment they could almost forget who they were to the outside world.

But as wonderful as leave had been for Peggy, she was excited to get to go back to work. Today was that day. She finally fit back into some of the things she wore before, not that it mattered, all she cared about were her heels. Steve was feeding Libby in the kitchen pouring Peggy's cup of coffee, "Hello Darlings."

"Hey Mama." He said in a little voice to be Libby.

"I'm guessing Jamie is still asleep." She pulled pulled her purse over her shoulder.

"Sound asleep." He nodded, "Don't you worry about anything. I'll hold the fort."

Peggy raised herself up and kissed Steve's cheek, "And I'll go defend it."

He chuckled, "I'm gonna make a roast for dinner. 6 sharp, no overtime."

"Yes sir." She took one last look at Libby before walking to the door.

"Don't be late." He reminded her.

Peggy stopped as she was halfway out the door, "Darling, you're the tardy one."

The door closed behind her, and just like that everything was perfect.

For now.