It had been two weeks since that day when Noelle had finally remembered her family, and things had actually been going fairly well since then. She just had to continue to deal with Tony's muttering and cussing about how she shouldn't be there anymore. Today, she was down in the gym, trying to figure out how to do a chin-up with only her flesh arm. So far, she had done one, and had fallen on her butt forty-seven times. She tried another, growling when she fell again. 

    "Make that forty-eight." She growled, standing up, and glaring at the bar. She huffed, not noticing her dad leaning against the doorframe, watching her. She gripped the bar, slowly inching herself up. A small smile spread across his face as she pulled herself all the way up, and then she lowered herself back down, her feet touching the floor again. 

     "And make that two." She sighed, finally turning, and smiling slightly when she saw him. He smiled, coming over closer to her.

      "How many were you trying to do?" She picked up her water bottle, drinking some of it, and shrugged slightly.

      "I was just seeing if I was actually able to do them. Do you know if Katherine was able to figure anything out with my other arm? It's easier to do these with two arms." He chuckled softly, gently wrapping an arm around her shoulders.

      "Yes, I checked with her this morning, and no, she has not been able to figure anything out. She used about twelve different cuss words in three languages while she was trying to explain the arm to me, so I think she's just a little bit frustrated with it." Noelle chuckled softly, and he smiled, glad to see at least a small smile on her face again. She looked up, a small grin spreading across her face.

        "Hey, dad? Can we go get something decent to eat? I'm getting a little tired of chicken, salads, and oatmeal." He grinned, gently squeezing her hand.

          "A girl after my own heart. Come on. I found a good 50's style diner not far from here. Get changed, and you and I will go get something to eat." She smiled, kissing his cheek, and sprinted for her bedroom. She quickly changed into jeans, black converse, a t-shirt, and a grey hoodie. She went down, finding her dad by the front door waiting for her.

          "Ready?" He asked, and she nodded. Bucky opened the door, and Emily came around the corner, smirking,

          "Nice try, you two. But I'm going with you. A burger really sounds amazing right now." Noelle smiled, nodding, and Bucky grinned at his wife.

           "Sounds good." They headed out, arriving at the diner a few minutes later. They went in, were seated, and got their food within fifteen minutes. Noelle sat beside her dad, with her mom across from her. As she watched them, it seemed like they were having some kind of silent conversation, so she finally flicked a glob of ketchup at her dad, pretending to sigh heavily.

           "Alright, if you're going to be having a conversation right in front of me, I'd appreciate bring included, if you feel like it." Emily chuckled, reaching for her daughter's hand.

            "Well, there is something you should know, especially considering it involves you, in a way." She gave them a strange look, and them Emily smiled, gently squeezing her hand, and Bucky placed his hand on top of theirs.

            "I'm pregnant, Ellie. You're going to be a big sister." She watched them, her eyes wide, and then a small smile began spreading across her face.

             "I.... I'm going to be a big sister? That's...... This is amazing!" Emily smiled, watching the pure joy on her oldest daughter's face. She looked back at her mother, her eyes wide, and she was nearly bouncing up and down.

             "Do you know if it's a boy or a girl yet?" She shook her head.

             "Not yet. We just found out a couple weeks ago that I was pregnant......Again." She gave her mother a strange look, and then looked at her dad, and then back at her mom.

              "What.... What do you mean, again?" Bucky reached for her hand, gently taking it and squeezing it as he related what had happened with their other pregnancies over the years. Tears trickled down her cheeks, and her shoulders slumped as she watched them.

              "No......That many?" He nodded sadly, and her shoulders slumped slightly. Then she looked up, her eyes wide with fear.

               "But......What if they come back? What if they turn me back? I don't......I don't want to put him...or her...in danger." He shook his head, looking her right in the eye.

               "You won't. We aren't worried about that. Noelle, we trust you. Some people might not, but we do, and that is what should matter the most to you." She smiled slightly, nodding. Her life wasn't quite perfect, and she would always have some scars......But she couldn't complain. Things were pretty good right now, and she wouldn't trade it for the world.