For a few moments, everything was perfect for them. No worries, no concerns, the war and all was practically non-existent to them...
Then they came together, shouting out each other's names, "BUCKY, AUDREY!", as Bucky ejected deeply within Audrey's womb, and Audrey moaning in pleasure at the aftereffects of her orgasm, quivering blissfully, panting as they held each other.
"Oh, gods...That was...", Audrey whispered, smiling at Bucky, and he smiled, "Perfecto, ¿verdad? Eras tan increíblemente salvaje. Qué guapa eres.". (Perfect, right? You were so incredibly wild. You are so beautiful.)
Audrey widened her eyes, "You...I didn't teach you to do two full sentences altogether with a conclusion to my comment, Bucky.", as she was barely able to teach Bucky with a full sentence here and there.
"Wait, what did I just say?", Bucky shook his head as he realized that something was off there. "It sounds like you spoke perfect Spanish there, from the way I see it...", Audrey told him.
Bucky blinked in surprise, "Huh...I was trying to find a compliment in Spanish, and then I felt like I was tuning into Spanish, like the whole book of Spanish from Mexico was there in my mind...", and then noticed their crystals tangled, glowing together.
"I think I got your range of Spanish when we kissed with the crystals together like this...", Bucky tried to guess, and Audrey replied, "Looks like the Great Kings were trying to help.", before shivering in pleasure, moaning, "Did you move the pillows to the cool side?", feeling Bucky's cool energy fingers testing their movements below the nape of her neck, touching her skin there.
"I... I don't know... I don't think s-", Bucky paused as he could've sworn that he felt his fingers moving again... the ones on his missing hand. But... was that simply phantom pain again? It didn't feel like it this time.
Audrey exhaled as she realized that his left hand wasn't anywhere near her neck as it was on her lower back, but his right hand...She whispered, "Move it to where we can see it...".
Bucky felt his right hand, his fingers, his lower arm, almost like it was reading his signals from the stump and from his brain, speechless as he moved it out from Audrey's neck, grazing as she shivered in pleasure and surprise, and there, between them, is a perfectly shaped arm, exactly to every proportion measurement he had before, full of cool energy, shimmering yet not very bright, like electricity on low levels like a lamp.
"Am... am I dreaming this right now?", Bucky whispered. "Tell me you can see what I can see...", he said as he slowly moved his arm a bit, his fingers as well, as if nothing had happened before hand and his brain naturally was still registering that the hand was still there.
Audrey moved to touch it with both hands, exhaling, "No, you aren't dreaming right now...I'm seeing it too...Oh, gods, it's beautiful...It's not quite transparent, but it's like veins and muscles from what I can tell, with probably the bone part the darkest area, and it's not flesh, but rather like...", before remembering Kida's crystal form, and replied, "It's a crystal prosthetic...", tears pricking at her eyes as she smiled, connecting the dots while she traced the limb with awe and tender care.
"Is... is it truly?", Bucky asked. "Like, is it not needing to go to Atlantis or anything?", he said as Audrey shook her head. "I don't know... certainly something to hide though... I could probably weld something together to mask it; cause less questions to be asked.", Audrey told him.
Suddenly, their crystals glowed, with a golden note appearing between them, and Audrey grabbed it, looking before widening her eyes, reading out loud, "It's Mole's scrawl...I could recognize that chicken scratch anywhere...Bucky's preserved arm teleported to Atlantis. Atlantean friends and our other friends try prototypes to build off preserved arm. I do not know how long for building...Crystal prosthetic be for Bucky tonight, temporary for whole night, but record of crystal prosthetic be reported to Atlantis to maybe fuse together with best prosthetic from Atlantis, with help from friends, healers, Audrey. So, yes, need to still go to Atlantis. Gifts from Mole and Great Kings for crystal prosthetic and Spanish copy to Bucky from Audrey, expert like Audrey, no messing up. Have fun, lovebirds!", before the note then flared up in flames a few moments later, becoming nothing.
"Wow...", Bucky whistled. "I swear, just every day I hate more and more that I never came along...", he chuckled as Audrey smiled, "Well, it wasn't fun all of the time... but the rewards in the end... very worth it, I think...", as she kissed his cheek.
Bucky smiled warmly, "And this is worth the reward, and sure, it's temporary, but I'll take it...", as he moved his cool energy arm to caress her body, causing her to moan in pleasure, "Bucky...Yes...", as she bucked from the sensation of cool against her warm body, awakening his lucid cock that was buried inside her, finished of the first load, and he growled softly, whispering in Spanish into her ear.
Audrey answered him in English, so turned on by his perfect Spanish sweet-talking, with that American accent in there, making it even more exotic, "Yes, please! Go wild!", and before she knew it, she was turned into her legs, his cool energy hand pleasuring her breasts as he pounded into her from behind, covering her with his lips biting into her neck with love bites and kisses, cries and groans of pleasure filling the room.
And so, their second round of wild, passionate lovemaking was doggy style, lasting for an hour before they came again, and then the third round became tender and slow, with Audrey riding him, with Bucky using his cool energy hand to pleasure her bundle of nerves and tease her body, lasting for two hours until they came once more.
Now, exhausted as they held each other, facing each other, Audrey panted blissfully with a little chuckle as Bucky is inside her, slowly becoming limp as it gave out final amounts of his third ejection, "Gods, I...I can't believe that I literally lasted three rounds this night after when I lasted two rounds on our special first night...I don't even want to move from this bed for a shower...You really gave so much that I think I couldn't keep another load, yet so much chance to be...to be a mamá...Are...are you still unsure?", looking at him directly, her hands itching to rub her belly that is clearly a bit obvious with so much Bucky unloaded into her, but nervous to hear his answer, even when she knew that Bucky wanted her to be a mother, he was still unsure of the actual notion.
"I don't know.", Bucky admitted. "I guess I'm just a bit worried with the war still going on... I don't want to run the risk of leaving you and our child fatherless...", he told her. "I know. It's frightful every time you go; we know that for sure now in the chance that it does...", Audrey shuddered a bit.
Bucky held her closer, kissing her forehead, "I know...But you can relax now. I mean, I got two months of leave, and I'm going to grab every chance I get to love you, to get to know your family, and help my sisters, and of course, get down to Atlantis for the prosthetic arm one way or another, and have a few adventures of exploring the city, and perhaps, this vacation will help me wrap my mind easier around the idea of having kids, but know this, our child will be loved, if I got you pregnant tonight, or any other planned night during leave and all...", moving his cool energy hand to caress her belly lovingly and gently.
Audrey smiled, and her hand joined his hand as she rested against his chest, "That makes me feel better...I love you, Bucky Barnes...", looking up at him, and he smiled, "I love you too, Audrey Ramirez.", leaning down to kiss her tenderly and warmly.
Their hearts a bit more settled, the couple went to sleep, keeping each other warm as they covered themselves with the blankets, and so, the city of lights gleamed as the whole group slept far into the night.
On the next day, July 5th, the group, excluding Harrison and Amanda, was told by Sweet that he got a note from Atlantis that they're working on a prosthetic through prototypes, with the help of Bucky's preserved arm that got teleported. Most of them were surprised, but not Audrey and Bucky, as it turns out that Mole was right...
The crystal prosthetic was indeed temporary, and now Bucky is back to having his stump, but he was happy with the outcome, having wonderful memories of the night, and he realized that if it was permanent, and Audrey is not quite fast in working up in masking the crystal, people would be shocked and suspicious as it's not normal to have a prosthetic within a week's recovery and such, for a prosthetic would need more than just one week for people to be unsuspicious of Bucky.
So, he was grateful, as that would have risked everything. Anyway, later that morning, they got to the airport, thanking Jones and Dugan as they have their families and homes here in France, and crossed the great ocean back to an airport between New York City and Washington D.C., for privacy and safety, with Whitmore to greet them as night came upon the land as it was a long trip.
"Oh, my! Is that a baby, Mrs. Rogers?", Whitmore gasped gleefully. Peggy smiled as Brookyln cooed, tilting her head in surprise and shyness, seeing Whitmore for the first time, and Peggy chuckled, "That's right, your eyes are still sharp, Mr. Whitmore...This is Brookyln Michelle Rogers, our daughter, and Brooke, this is Preston Whitmore, one of the greatest men I've ever come to look up to.", with a warm nod.
"You two certainly didn't waste time, huh?", Preston chuckled as Steve blushed, "Well, it's a bit complicated, but yeah, you could say that.", as he rubbed the back of his neck.
Preston smiled warmly as he playfully held out a hand, "Pleased to make your acquaintance, young Brookyln.", and Brookyln glanced at Peggy who smiled, and she then reached out to grasp a finger, feeling a spry, eccentric, and all-delightful soul in this man, smiling as she giggled, Preston shaking her hand, "Such a bubbly, beautiful darling! Brings joy to this old heart of mine, though I feel 10 years younger!", winking at them, gesturing to his crystal.
Peggy laughed, "You're looking great, Mr. Whitmore, and may I introduce my parents, Harrison and Amanda Carter.", with a warm smile and nod, "We invited them to come here to America, to be guests at our cottage home.".
Preston smiled, "Ah, much blessed to meet the fine folks behind the great mind of dearly beloved Peggy.", with a chuckle.
"Ah, I'd like to believe that her great mind came from me, while her beauty came from my dear wife here.", Harrison smiled while Amanda rolled her eyes with a smile, "He's not wrong. Pleased to meet you, Mr. Whitmore.".
Preston smiled, chuckling, "Wonderful to have new friends! And I'll be glad to drop you four and this little darling off at your place.", with a nod, and then laughed as he gripped arms with Sweet, "Doc! Good to see you! And where's that rascal, Mole? I was hoping to get his advice on adding a bit of land for gardening as it's a hobby I'm leaning on to try.", with a grin.
The mood darkened almost instantly as Steve took a deep breath, "I'm sorry, Mr. Whitmore... Mole... he's gone. Died when he was trying to get Bucky back to friendly lines when Bucky was heavily wounded and missing in action during a mission. Managed to get him all the way to friendly lines in France before being ambushed by a German patrol...".
Preston widened his eyes, a hand on his chest as he listened in shock, "Oh, Lord...", leaning on his cane, bowing his head, "Ah...I knew war would have hit families, as I saw terrible things, heard horrible things through my long years...I hope he died peacefully, then?".
Sweet replied, "Yes, Mr. Whitmore, in the last moments he did...He fought with pain, and when he knew that Bucky was safe, and back with Audrey here, he was then able to feel peace. I believe with my heart that the Lord and the Great Kings had received his soul to the heavenly lands where he would tunnel to his heart's content.".
"We buried him in Paris, like he wanted...It was a simple, beautiful ceremony, no fuss or fancy mush as he could have put it.", Audrey gave a small chuckle, and Bucky replied, "I should have warned him sooner or something...", with a sigh.
Audrey glared at him, "Don't you dare guilt yourself again, Bucky Barnes! He knew what he was in for, and besides, you weren't in much good shape at the time. He wouldn't have wanted you to aggravate your injuries.".
Preston replied, "This is the Bucky Barnes you fondly spoke about back in the summer?", glancing at Steve who nodded, and he then looked at Bucky, "Listen to me, youngster, and listen good, I'm far older than you, and I was myself friends with many people who were in wars earlier, and they have suffered great things, but yet gained great things. You have suffered a loss of a friend, a loss of a good limb, but you gained a family, your life, and more. Am I wrong?".
"No, you're not... just... survivor's guilt and all. A lot of folks get it...", Bucky sighed. "I know.", Preston nodded. "But you know that Mole gave his life for you to continue yours; am I right?".
Bucky gave a small, warm smile, "Yes, sir...", glancing at Audrey as she blushed, smiling, squeezing his good hand lovingly, and Preston looked between them before smiling with a chuckle, "You really grew up, Audrey, and you look much lovelier than ever, and now you are having a beau! Oh, what a wonderful joy to warm my heart there. And oh, where's Jacques?".
Steve smiled, "He's in Atlantis, thanks to Sweet telling us by some incredible communication and all, and don't worry, Harrison and Amanda know, since Brookyln isn't a regular baby, thanks to me and all, and Bucky here, he knows as well, thanks to Jacques, with Audrey giving her original crystal to Bucky, and Mole...upon his death, knowing that there are grave diggers to steal stuff, never wanted his crystal to be like that as it would risk everything to Atlantis if Hydra dared to use reverse engineering or something, hence giving his crystal to Audrey shortly before his death.".
"Smart decision; as unlikely as that might be, in regard to the grave robbing by HYDRA, better not take the chance.", Preston said.
Peggy replied, "Indeed.", before Brookyln fussed, cooing, and Preston chuckled, "I suppose we'd better get going.", and everybody nodded.
And so, with a couple of cars on Whitmore's loan, and some directions, the small family of Rogers-Carter got dropped off at the cottage in Elkton, while Sweet and the couple of Bucky and Audrey joined Whitmore in his mansion as it's more room, more space than the cottage.
A few hours later, as it is taking time to get used to the cottage again, Steve sleepily groaned as he felt very cool sheets on the other side, and frowned in concern as it was a long time after Peggy got up to feed Brookyln again, and grabbing a robe, he left the bedroom, heading to the loft nursery upstairs.
He saw Brookyln trying to sleep in her age-appropriate crib, holding into a big teddy bear, and saw Peggy sitting on the toddler bed, staring at a younger aged crib, holding into a blue blanket, and he made a sound as he whispered, "Peggy?".
Peggy looked back with red-rimmed eyes, "I thought I'm over it, but the feeling of knowing that I would've...I would've had another daughter or a son together with Brookyln, sleeping in this beautiful nursery we made together in our own cottage, if she was a twin to...I know I'm possibly pregnant with our third child...but I still couldn't...are...are we replacing them?", with a sob.
Steve shook his head, "I don't know... I don't think so... part of me thinks maybe the one that didn't make it will be this new one if you are indeed pregnant again. We'll still have our first one, they'll just be the younger one now.".
Peggy looked at him, "Y-you think so?", as tears fell, and Steve went to hold her, rubbing her belly, kissing her forehead, "I think our first child would be really determined to be in their mum's womb if they can try again, especially when they love you as much as you love them, so, yes, I'm getting to be more positive now with that part of me growing bigger for you as I love you...", with a reassuring smile, wiping her tears away gently with a thumb.