Mini Soldier

Chapter 19

-STEVE-

Last time:

"STEVE!" Tony was by his side in seconds. "Where does it hurt?"

Steve pointed to his stomach.

Tony got JARVIS to get Bruce and in 10 minutes, the Doctor was there. The whole team were beginning to show up as Bruce gasped. "Steve, you've been in labor!" Bruce explained.

Steve's mouth fell open, "WHAT!?"

This time:

Steve was quickly brought to the lab which had turned into a mini hospital. He was panting and trying to catch his breath, his eyes blown wide as pain rushed through him and he would cry out every few minutes.

"They're 7 minutes apart!" Bruce said as he got ready. Tony was right beside Steve, holding his hand as he looked wildly around. The room was a mess. Nobody was ready for the twins to be born yet.

As Bruce rushed around, cleaning his hands, cleaning many different things and plan getting ready, Steve himself lay on the metal bed and tried to ready himself instead.

Loki had taken the team out of the room, claiming that this was a special moment and Steve didn't need so many people watching. Or make Bruce nervous. "You're doing an amazing job!" Tony said trying to sound strong— it made up for a lot of things, Steve decided. Tony was his only rock right now, and Steve was actually terrified.

What if the babies weren't okay?

What if it were too early?

What if they died?

Steve shivered. He squeezed Tony's hand as another contraction took over. "Shit! We have to stop the contractions!" Bruce never cursed. Steve looked over bewildered, and gasping— did Tony just make a comment about how only he should make Steve gasp? The blonde wasn't sure— and then there it was the needle that would take away the pain well Bruce took the babies out.

Steve cursed and cried, and worked on trying to stay awake. But he couldn't help it….he passed out half way through before the babies even got out of his stomach.

~x~

"Come on Steve, wake up! James and Ethan are waiting for ya,"

That was what Steve Rogers woke up to. He blinked away the sleep and he yawned loudly. "My head…."

"Steve!" Tony was there, standing by Steve's bed with a baby in his arms. Steve blinked the sleep from his eyes and found that the young child had blonde hair. Tony looked completely out of it but he was grinning weakly but widely. "You're awake!"

"W-what happened?" Steve stuttered, shifting and winced. His stomach hurt. Steve pulled the blanket away and found a bright red line that started at one hip and ended at the other. "Why is there—?"

"A line?" asked Tony, to which Steve nodded, "Bruce had to do a super quick delivery, because you had blacked out and the twins were coming fast. OH! Do you want to meet James?" Tony offered the baby to the blonde. "I just decided since this little guy came out first, he'd be James. Ethan's been robbed by Natasha and Loki." Tony explained why they were missing a baby.

Steve took little James into his arms, surprised at how small he was. James fit right into Steve's arms; he was almost the size of one of Steve's hands. He cuddled the baby close, surprised at how cute the child looked.

James was small, with light blonde hair that looked almost white and pale skin. He was chubby that was for sure. He had thin lips, a rounded nose with large eyes though they were closed at the moment. His ears were tiny but slightly pointed at the end, thanks to Tony. His fingers were somewhat long for a baby and his feet were extra tiny.

"Do you know what color his eyes are?" Steve asked finally, looking up at Tony from the baby who was in a red jumper.

Tony nodded. "They're deep blue but Bruce said that they'd must likely change to brown in a few weeks."

Steve smiled and then looked down at little James. "He's so small," He murmured.

Tony once more, nodded, "Yeah. Would you believe me if I told ya Ethan's smaller?"

He was about to reply when the door opened, Loki stepping in with a small child in his arms. Steve knew right away it was Ethan. Ethan looked much the same as James just less chubby and smaller. Both their hair was curly and somewhat long.

"So Pops is finally awake, huh?" The small group heard and Natasha appeared after Loki handed over James to Tony.

"It would appear so," Loki said as he stepped back. Thor came into the room next, grinning. James began to cry lightly and Steve was confused. "He's just hungry," Loki said catching the group off guard. "What? I speak baby."

Everyone burst out laughing.

Bruce who came into check on the twins and Steve, quickly made a bottle for each infant and then checked over Steve, asking small questions about how he was feeling; "I'm…I just feel weird. Like none of this happened. Ya know?"

Bruce nodded. "Well, looks like each baby and Pop got out of here healthy," He said smiling.

Steve shifted and began to feed James from the bottle. "I can't believe it, I just can't. I finally get my baby…" Tony also began to feed Ethan.

"Babies," Tony corrected. "And they're ours."

The small family was happy and that was all that mattered.

~x~

The End

Short terrible chapter, but I just like how it ended. So there, it's over. Well…. Till the Epilogue at least! So what do you guys think? Do you think the twins are cute? I think so! Gah!

Did you notice I say so a lot? Ahahaa

Anyway, thank you for sticking around for long with me and I just need to say thank you! I love you guys so much!

Merry Christmas or Happy Holidays! (I'm from Canada it's Christmas around here!)

Love ya lots and I hope everyone has an epic holiday!

Nerdy~