The addition of Bruce to the medical team brought forth a new determination to fight. Both Drs. Blake and Ellis were thrilled to have him working with them. They were also correct, the one failed chemotherapy session was just a hiccup. Sarah's health was improving, as the cancer cells were showing reduction. While Natasha and Carol were receiving requests for more consultations, Steve was getting closer to finishing his degree with a focus on education. Planning for their wedding was proceeding quickly, should any other complications arise. With their friends involved in all of it, especially Bucky and Bobbi as Best Man and Maid of Honor respectively, none of them could have expected another surprise to come. Steve and Nat had just chosen a May wedding when the other shoe dropped.

"So, Natasha, you say you've been experiencing abdominal cramps, and nausea followed by mild bouts of morning sickness. Is this correct?"

"Yes, Dr. Grey."

"And have you seen increases in your stress level? Any irritability at all?"

"Well I would think that would be a given. My work load of art consultations has increased dramatically over the past months after the one Carol and I did for Alphonso Mackenzie. And I can't forget about my fiancé's mother still going through the chemotherapy treatments for her cancer."

"There are multiple possibilities for what could be causing this, with all you're going through right now, I'm amazed that you're handling all of this so well."

"Thank you, I think. But what are you not telling me?"

"Natasha, there is one other possibility I think could be adding to all of this. I'll need a blood sample. I just need to run some simple tests to confirm my theory."

"Of course. How long should these tests take?"

"Oh not long. I should have the results for you in two days."

"Two days seems like kind of a long time."

"I say two days because I want to be sure. It's not my intention to give you false hopes or cause you more stress and worries than you are already facing."

Hearing all of this only makes Natasha worry more. She's always maintained a proper diet. She also maintains a healthy workout regimen, so she wonders what her Doctor is thinking could be wrong.

"Dr. Grey, I appreciate that you want to take a little more time to confirm your hypothesis. But could you at least tell me what you think is causing this?"

"It's early, but if I'm correct there's a very real possibility that you're pregnant."

"I'm…, I'm pregnant?"

"Potentially pregnant. Your symptoms do correlate to that possibility. While you wait for the results of the tests, don't let stress overwhelm you. If you're able, take a few days off. Try to relax. And leave some of the planning of your wedding to your friends. Trust me it will be good for you. I did the same thing when my husband Scott and I were getting married, and did so again when I got pregnant with our son, Nathan."

As the young woman leaves her office, Dr. Jean Grey-Summers already knows her theory is correct. Maybe it's her intuition, but she knows Natasha will make a great mother. Through the entire visit, Steve has been in the waiting room. When his fiancée enters the lobby he can see a mixture of emotions in her eyes, happiness, nervousness, and a brief flash of worry. She doesn't say anything as she pulls him in for a hug.

"Nat? What's wrong? What did the Doctor say?"

She pulls back, but still holds on, and as green eyes dive into blue, she answers his question.

"Steve, she said…, she thinks I'm pregnant."

While this isn't what he expected to hear, he pulls her close. As he sits down in the chair behind him, he gently cradles her in his lap, so they can both get their bearings.

"That's fantastic news. We're going to have a baby?"

"Potentially Steve, yes. Dr. Grey took a blood sample. She wants to run some more tests to be sure. Said she'd let me know in two days."

"Then all we need to do is wait. If you are, then we're going to be a family. If you're not, we can keep trying."

When he said keep trying, she pulled back again. He's now worried he said something wrong.

"Did I say something wrong? Nat, are you feeling pressured? If you don't want a baby…"

Looking back at him, a huge smile breaks out on her face.

"Steve, I want us to have a family. I was worried you didn't want a child. You're still finishing school, and with your Mom…, well this throws a monkey wrench into things."

"Baby, we'll make it work. If it doesn't pan out this time, we can always try again. And I know you would make a great Mom."

On the drive back to their apartment, she doesn't let go of his hand. She thinks back over the years. How they first met, their first date. The fight they had when he enlisted, and she thinks ahead to six months ago. When they saw each other again for the first time in fourteen years. He hadn't changed a bit, still protecting her when she needed him too. Now they're back together, getting married in four months, and starting a family. Two days later, after he gets home from class and she is done with work for the day, there is a message waiting on their answering machine. Calling the number back, they wait for the answer.

"Natasha, I have the results of your tests. It's extremely good news."

"Yes, Dr. Grey?"

"Congratulations are in order for you and Steve, you're going to be parents."