Tony is now four months pregnant and the morning (all day) sickness finally ended. He started using his new cloaking device about midway through his third month. So far no one has noticed anything off about him, not even Natasha which Tony was pretty proud of. He discovered he was having twins at his last check-up with Dr. Yang, a boy and a girl. He will have the ultrasound picture printed out when they are larger so that he can put it in the baby book. He had never been one for scrapbooking, but he got the idea from the internet and thought it would be a good thing to do since Loki wasn't there.

"What are the chances we could build a rainbow bridge Jarvis." Tony asked one day while he was resting in his bed.

"Very minimal Sir. Mr. Odionson would most likely attempt to dismantle it as soon as you started working." The AI responded.

Tony sighed and drank a fruit smoothie Dummy had made him. "I wish you were here Lokes"

0o0o0o0o0o0o0

In a cell beneath Asgard's palace sat Loki. He was surrounded by furniture gifted to him by his mother along with several piles of books to keep him occupied. He sat against the wall, ignoring the guards as they passed his cell whispering and laughing at him. He took out two worn pieces of paper from inside his shirt, they were two pictures. One was of him and Tony on a picnic on a cliff overlooking the ocean. It seemed so long ago; he looked so much lighter. The other was from after the invasion. In this one they each looked tired, but content. He remembered it had been taken right before he returned to his cell. He was still in his Jottun form, blue skin contrasting Tony's tan skin as they cuddled together on his bed.

"I miss you my Love" Loki cried softly.

0o0o0o0o0o0o0

"Did you and Loki ever discuss children?" Dr. Yang asked at his latest appointment.

"Not between us. He has other children though. So I'm assuming he will be alright with the idea. That is, if I ever see him."

Dr. Yang squeezed his hand, "You'll see him. Some day."

"I don't know Doc. He's spending the rest of his life in prison, I only have 50 more years left. Probably less."

"Maybe your children can help. With such a strong father, I'm sure they will have some of his traits. Perhaps magic is hereditary."

Tony shrugged, "I'm just going to make sure they know who he is. I won't lie to them."

Dr. Yang agreed, "It will work out Mr. Stark."

0o0o0o0o0o0o0

As Tony's pregnancy continued, he stopped spending time with the rest of the team. His moods were shifting back and forth so quickly his teammates were getting whiplash. After a few snide comments Tony locked himself in the Penthouse. He came out a few times, but mostly stayed away from people.

It was hard, keeping the secret from his team. But every time he was close to telling one of them, they would make a nasty comment about Loki. Clint especially was harboring a lot of ill will toward the God.

His bed became a nest of blankets and pillows. He became attached to a body pillow that he would hug during the night and walk around with when he couldn't sleep. He imagined it was Loki, he even sprayed it with the shampoo Loki had used while staying with Tony.

Dummy, U, and Butterfingers were often in the Penthouse; bringing Tony food and drinks, things from the workshop, and keeping him company when he got restless.

He turned the room closest to his bedroom into the nursery. Tony ordered two cribs and added a few modifications like connecting the locking mechanism to Jarvis. The room was painted a soft green with stars shooting across the walls and ceiling. He managed to get a map of the nine realms from Thor and created a 3D mobile to put above the cribs.

By the time he was five months pregnant he allowed Jarvis to take over the suit while he stayed in the tower. If the briefing wasn't at the tower, he would have Jarvis bring the suit back to the tower and fly to the SHIELD with the excuse that he had to change and wash up.

"Seriously Tony, why do you have to take a shower before you come here?" Steve asked before one of the briefings.

"Yeah, it's not like we're clean" Clint added. It was true, the rest of the team was sweaty and covered in whatever dirt their enemy was throwing.

Tony shrugged.

0o0o0o0o0o0o0

"Sir, Captain Rogers is coming up." Jarvis informed.

Tony cursed and quickly grabbed his watch, turning it on before resuming his position on the chair. He had been sketching on his tablet with a bowl of sliced apples and kiwi. His glass of chocolate milk sat on the coffee table.

"Hey Tony" Steve greeted.

"Hey Capsicle. To what do I owe this visit?" Tony returned.

"We haven't seen you in a while. Everyone's a little worried." Steve replied.

"I'm just enjoying some time alone. You should know by now that I'm not really the social type."

"Says the billionaire who goes to all those fancy parties." Steve chuckled.

"Those parties are a bore." Tony yawned.

"Now that doesn't sound like Howard at all." Steve chuckled.

Tony stiffened.

"He was usually the one who wanted to party. Got all the ladies, he even tried to get with Peggy."

"Fantastic" Tony mumbled.

"He was a good man. I'm sure he was a great father. He seemed the type."

"Yeah, that's great. Look, I have to go. Busy guy." He didn't wait for a reply and fled the room. When he got to his bedroom he grabbed a pillow and screamed.

"Sir, may I make a suggestion?" Jarvis asked.

"Suggest away Jar"

"Perhaps some fresh air would be good. You haven't been outside much. Maybe a nice walk in the park will clear your head?"

Tony smiled, "That's sounds like a great idea." He went to his closet and changed into a plain T-shirt and jeans along with a baseball cap. He covered his watch with a leather jacket and grabbed his sunglasses.

0o0o0o0o0o0o0

Tony had been walking for two hours. Aimlessly wandering Central Park until he found a secluded bench and sat down with an apple he picked up at a street vendor. It was good to get out, he couldn't remember the last time he had been outside. It was a beautiful day, families were out playing and couples were running. He ran a hand across his stomach a few time, imagining a time when he will be able to do that with his kids, and hopefully with Loki as well.

He sighed as he thought of his lover. He tried to think of ways he could see the god, but none of his ideas could become real. He thought about telling Thor but ever since the invasion he had been cold towards Loki. There was still a part of him that still loved his brother, but whenever he is brought up the warrior would get a dark look on his face. Natasha and Clint wanted Loki's slow and painful death at their hands. Even Bruce and Steve thought he was better off either dead or chained to a wall somewhere.

He looked down at this stomach, "No matter what you two, you will know your father. Both his good and bad sides."

Review please!