The blue fluorescents casted an unflattering shadow across the room. Sue wished they had installed a window to at least let some natural light in. But she would have to deal with the sickly blue, no matter how awful they were. Her hands clenched the sheets of the bed she sat on with her legs hanging over the edge. The blue gown the woman wore was equally as unflattering as the lights, and Sue's ears were yearning for something other than the pound of her heartbeat, and the air conditioning's woosh of wind. Her toes were cold as they hung inches from the floor, and Sue let a piece of blonde hair fall in front of her face from behind her ear.

The door opened and she straightened her hunched back. The doctor held a clipboard that contained her results, and he gave the woman a friendly smile. He was a dashing man with brown hair that was slicked back, and wrinkles formed next to his eyes when he smiled. Tony and Johnny were sure to let the hospital know who they would be tending to, so the best services would be provided.

The sight of Susan Storm being guided into the ER in her red suit was a strange one for the hospital staff. Johnny Storm, clad in his own blue suit, held her arm while Tony took large strides in his Iron Man suit. He had been outside with Rhodey, who had been badly injured in the fight that took place after the quinjet left with Steve and Bucky onboard. Paramedics immediately met them once they arrived and took the man through without question. The other three were left to go through the normal route that was the ER.

Other patients who sat in the waiting room watched in awe as the three celebrities went up to desk and asked to see a doctor, Tony's mask up and his suit gaining most of the attention. There was a short wait, which was filled with some autograph signing and picture taking. The pain that originally brought Sue into the ER had subsided, but she wasn't up for pictures and photographs to sign. Tony made sure to let people know this, so he gladly took the attention in place of her.

Once she was ready to be seen, Johnny said he would stay with Sue. Even though Tony was worried for her, he was also worried for Rhodey. The hit he took was bound to be serious, and Tony wanted to at least find out what the damage was. Sue understood and said they would all communicate once they knew what their injuries were. Her fiancé had given her a kiss on her forehead, before leaving to find where Rhodey had been taken.

'Well, Miss Storm, the pain you felt in your stomach can be explained,' the doctor laid his clipboard down on a trolley. Her suit also sat folded on the trolley, holes ripped through the material and pieces of thread burned from Johnny's attacks. The suit was designed to prevent a majority of injuries, but it wasn't invincible. Being made by Tony Stark, it's reputation proceeded it, and the doctor tried to only glance at it nonchalantly.

'Now, I'm not a doctor in the effects of cosmic radiation and your exceptional abilities,' he unclipped something from his board and walked over to the wall where he could hang pictures up to show her. 'But the pain would have been from some exertion during your... um... battle?'

'Yes...' Sue laughed awkwardly. She shifted her hands from the edge of the bed and put them together in her lap.

'Right.'

The doctor took the two sheets he had in his hands and slipped the top edges under the frame of an X-Ray viewer. The viewer would usually make X-Ray images transparent, but these weren't X-Ray photos. Sue stared at the pictures for while, as she didn't understand what they were at first. The swirls of grey and black didn't show anything, so she glanced towards the doctor who stood with a smile on his face.

'I'm assuming you experience the common effects of fatigue after exerting yourself. It's the same as when you exercise, or tire your body to the extent of needing replenishing. That's what happens when you use your abilities. This is normal. But considering your current situation, it would have strained other parts of your body. You're weaker than usual and things are beginning to change since you're about eight weeks in-'

'Eight weeks into what?'

'Pregnancy, Miss Storm. You're pregnant.'

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Tony stared at Rhodey who was inside a CT-scanner. His Iron Man suit was packed away for the time being, leaving him stood in his black blazer and pants. Vision and Natasha had come and gone, yet he still watched his friend whose diagnosis could be some paralysis. 

Natasha let Steve and Bucky get away in the quinjet and Rhodey paid the price for it. Vision defended himself saying he was distracted, leaving Tony to believe he couldn't trust anyone. Sue was out of the question, as her episode on the tarmac had made an impact on him. Seeing her clenching her stomach and FRIDAY unable to calculate the source of her pain, made Tony question what they were all doing this for. He believed that Steve was naïve to the fact that everyone was involved and suffering from his actions. He couldn't let Bucky Barnes' case slide before, and he couldn't now. The sight of his best friend and fiance injuried from the Avengers' war was the nail in the coffin of what was the Avengers Intiative. 

'Tony?'

The Stark turned from the glass that viewed Rhodey and saw Johnny beside him in the corridor. While Johnny stood with a busted lip and a sling wrapped around his shoulders, Tony had a dark shadow along his eye socket and his arm in sling. Tony had taken a beating from nearly everyone on Steve's team yet had been the most determined to go after the quinjet, where Rhodey ended up wounded. When Johnny was sent into the plane's shuttle by Vision, his shoulders had taken a beating. The hospital instructed him to wear the sling in order to keep the muscles back and in place. But their injuries were minimal compared to Rhodey's.

'Sue's asking for the both of us...' Johnny said in a quiet voice. He tried to show a friendly smile but his eyes were dark.

'Hmm,' Tony hummed and put his head down as he walked past the Storm. Johnny's shoulders tried to deflate at his reaction, but the sling held them back. He turned and followed the man who walked ahead with his free arm swinging at his pace.

Sue sat in a chair outside of the room where she was told the news. Johnny had flown home to grab her some clothes to wear other than her suit. She was thankful to be in some comfy slacks and a button-up, blue blouse, instead of a hospital gown. Her knees bounced as she sat with her hands linked together, elbows resting on her thighs. She was looking down at the floor when her peripheral vision caught sight of Tony and Johnny turning the corner. She looked up and stood from the chair, seeing her fiancé's arm in a sling and his eye socket bruised for the second time in two weeks.

'Are you okay?' he asked as soon as he was in front of her. His free hand took hold of hers, the engagement ring on her finger cold compared to his skin. Johnny stopped beside him and made sure to leave a gap. He was aware that he was currently in Tony and Sue's bad books. 

The woman had existed the room and asked for Johnny to find Tony. He didn't try to question her, but judged from her avoidance in eye contact, that she wasn't happy with him. 

'I'm fine,' Sue said through a breath. But her words triggered the tears that swelled into her vision and her bottom-lip threatened to curl. Her teeth sunk into it to prevent its wobble, but it was caught by Tony and Johnny before she could hide it. The men's eyebrows pinched together at Sue's sudden change and Tony squeezed her hand, taking a step even closer to be an inch away.

'Honey, what's wrong? What did the doctor say?' Tony eyes flicked between hers, searching for an answer.

Johnny was in a state of extreme panic. This all stemmed from his attempt at a supernova. He lifted his arms and put his hands on his head, the strain of the sling making his shoulder muscles ache. But the Storm ignored it as he watched his sister stare up at Tony, singular tears leaking out of her eyes. His chest heaved and his stomach churned, the impatience to hear the diagnosis eating Johnny alive.

'It's happened... we're... I'm pregnant,' Sue let out a sob in what could have been taken as in despair. But the grin that stretched through her cheeks and the laugh that fell out of her mouth, showed that she wasn't sorrowful.

Tony felt the floor move from under him and his breath catch in his throat. His thumb that stroked Sue's palm froze in its circulation and the ache that he felt in his arm was gone. Sue's tear-stained face that was graced with her smile filled Tony with a sensation he had never felt before. The corridor around them grew brighter and colours grew radiant. It was as if he had been seeing the world in grey, and it had burst into life with greens, yellows and oranges.

For the first time in years, Johnny felt the urge to cry. He wasn't a man of his emotions and had his last moment of tears when he was twelve. Their mother had passed, and he had cried, like any young boy would. Their father then spiralled into his descent of drinking and gambling, leaving the two siblings to toughen up and take on the world without their parents. But hearing Sue's words had unlatched a chest that held the waterworks that flourished up to the pipes that were his tear ducts. 

'You're cooking an oven... I mean, your oven... your...' Johnny tried to use his wit, but his nose was blocked and caused him to sniffle.

'A baby... you're having a baby...'

'We're having a baby... a family, Tony...'

Tony's eyes crinkled from his large smile. Through his dark eyelashes, tears glistened and pooled with the threat to spill. He stared down at his fiancé, the daydreams he fantasised about coming to life before him. The scenes of a farmhouse in a clearing of a forest flooded his mind and the porch steps were occupied by a seven-year-old girl with brown hair and dark eyes. Her nose was small and petite, identical to Susan's. Her eyelashes are dark and long, a trait from Tony that Sue adored. A smile dawned on the girl's lips, her eyes slanted from its width.

The door behind the girl opened and Sue walked out with a three-year-old boy on her hip. She leaned to the side as she held an action figure of Iron Man to him, and the boy took it with eyes full of interest. The boy's hair was the same as the young girl's, but his nose was longer and more like Tony's. He had the same dark eyelashes, but his face was heart-shaped like Sue's.

'A family...' Tony breathed to Sue, the hospital corridor quiet and bright around them. 'A Stark family.'