The next few weeks were peaceful. Nothing major happened aside from the growing tension between Loki and Bucky who decided to stay for a while. Clint and Nat were doing good, as were you and Loki. Until one night you shot up from bed and ran to the bathroom, emptying the contents of your stomach into the toilet.
"Love, are you alright?" Loki asked coming up behind you, pulling your hair back from your face. Unable to talk you just shook your head before hurling more of the food you had eaten earlier into the toilet. "Shall I get Dr. Banner?" he asked gently.
"No." you gasped, after your stomach finally decided that it was empty. "I'll be okay, probably just something I ate." You say before standing up to brush your teeth.
Loki hesitated. "If you are sure."
You nod, "I'm sure."
He nodded before taking your hand and leading you back to the bed that you and he now shared. After laying awake for a few minutes to make sure that your stomach had indeed settled, you fell back asleep in Loki's arms.
You woke up the next morning feeling good. You sat up and stretched before turning to see Loki still asleep. You chuckled and nudged him. "Loki, wake up." He continued to sleep. You scooted closer to him, shoving on his arm, "Loki, wake up." Suddenly, Loki's arm shot out, wrapping around your waist, pulling you to him.
"I'm afraid that I cannot." He mumbled into your hair.
"Why not?" you huffed, halfheartedly struggling to get free.
"Because then we must get out of bed, and I am not sure that I can bear that." He said while holding you tighter and putting one of his legs over yours to stop you from struggling.
"But Loki." You whined, struggling harder now.
"Yes love?" Loki chuckled.
"I'm hungry." You whined, finally ceasing your struggles, looking at him pathetically.
He chuckled and finally released you. "Alright, food, then back to bed." He said sitting up and pulling his pants on.
You just laughed, pulling on a pair of denim shorts and a grey t-shirt.
The two of you left the room hand in hand, heading to the elevator. "How do you feel this morning?" Loki asked as the two of you stepped on.
"I feel a lot better, like I said it was probably something I ate that didn't agree with me." You said looking up at him. "I'm okay."
At least, you were, until you stepped off the elevator into the kitchen. The smell of bacon hit your nose and you froze.
"Morning you two, I'm making breakfast." Steve called from behind the stove.
Your stomach heaved as you watched him crack an egg into a skillet. You covered your nose with your hand and ran to the bathroom, pushing past Tony and Bruce on the way. When you reached the bathroom you dry heaved because your stomach was still empty from last night's episode.
You felt someone pull your hair away from your face and assumed it was Loki. Finally after five minutes of your stomach heaving up nothing, it settled down. You turned to thank Loki and assure him you were alright, but it turned out to be Clint. He looked at you with worry.
"Clint, I'm okay." You say, looking away.
"I don't think so." He said before looking down at your stomach. "The smell, it made you sick, didn't it?" He asked looking back into your eyes. You nod, slowly. He sighs. "I remember, when mom was pregnant with you, she would get sick at the smell of cooked meat. That thanksgiving before you were born was awful. She was determined to cook a turkey, with every window in the house open, fans going, it was freezing cold, but she was determined. Finally dad had enough and put a stop to it. He turned to oven off, put us both in the car and we got a hotel room. Then he went and got plain cheese pizza, breadsticks and salad." He chuckled a bit before turning serious again. "(Y/n), you need to talk to Dr. Banner."
"Clint, I don't think that I'm-." You start before he interrupts you.
"I noticed it a few days ago." Clint says then looks down at your stomach again.
You follow his gaze and notice a slight bump at the base of your usually flat stomach. Your breath hitches as you slowly place your hand on the bump, confirming that something was indeed there. Your other hand then flies to your mouth, trying to contain the sobs that had begun to rack your body. Clint pulls you into his arms, slowly rocking you back and forth, trying to calm you down. It was working until you hear yelling coming from the kitchen. You and Clint both jumped up and ran to the commotion just in time to see Bucky punch Loki.
"You son of a Bitch! You got her pregnant!" Bucky yelled as he looked down at Loki laying on the ground.
Of course, Loki being Loki, made it worse. "Jealous are we." He smirked as Bucky pulled him up off the ground by his collar, and pulled his fist back for another punch. The temptation to let him get hit again was there, mostly because he had egged Bucky on and because he would recover pretty quickly, but the more sensible side of you won out.
"Bucky stop." You say grabbing his elbow before he can hit Loki again. Then you look around at the other avengers that hadn't even lifted a finger to help, I mean sure they don't like him, but come on. "You guys were just going to stand around?"
"Actually, were in line." Tony said with his arms crossed. You huff before looking back at Bucky who still held Loki by the collar.
"Bucky, let go of him." You said softly, gently. He slowly released his grip on Loki before turning to you. You could see Loki shooting you a dark look out of the corner of your eye. Oh calm down, I believe I just saved your ass. You thought to him, earning only an amused snort in return. "It's okay Bucky, calm down." He nodded before going to stand by Steve.
"Alright then, my turn." Tony said cracking his knuckles and stepping towards Loki.
"No." You say, standing in front of Loki. "Won't you all feel like idiots if it turns out not to be his, or did you all forget a certain event that happened not even a month ago." You say, trying to keep your voice even as Drew's face flashed into your mind. Please God, let it be Loki's child. You think to yourself. Everyone flinches in remembrance of what happened, all except for Bucky. No one had told him what had happened so he looked around confused, until Steve whispered something to him that caused him to jerk his eyes to yours in shock before storming out of the room.
"One thing doesn't make any sense though." Nat says stepping forward. "You're showing too much to only be a few weeks along." This causes everyone to look at you.
"I don't know why." You say looking around. But there is something that I've been meaning to talk to Dr. Banner about, but I keep forgetting." You meet his eyes and he nods for you to continue. "When Drew stabbed me in the arm, I woke up the next day and to wound was completely healed."
He came up beside you and looked at the arm that you were stabbed in, which was completely healed, not even a scar. He nodded before turning to Tony. "We will need to do some blood tests, chances are they injected her with something that causes cells generate quickly which could be the reason why the fetus has progressed so quickly." Tony nods as Bruce walks past him before coming up to you.
"We'll figure this out." Tony says before putting his arm around your back and leading you to the elevator to take you to the lab.