*Hey! It's, Peter again! I hope you guys like this story so far, also, I got some more information from my Aunt May, so I updated the timeline! You can look at it now!*

The two got home soon enough, Tony ordered for some people to take their groceries in and place them in their designated areas, and Steve insisted they put the plums in the fridge.

"Why the hell would you put plums in the fridge?" Tony asked, bewildered, through the car ride home, he had tried to take the envelope from Steve a total of twenty times, Steve stopping him, twenty times.

"Dunno," Steve said shrugging, "It was me and Buck's favourite fruit when we were little, and we'd always stick it in the fridge. Bucky insisted it tasted better that way," he explained, thinking back to when he and Bucky were kids and Bucky was trying to be a smart-ass by lecturing Steve about all the things plums could do for you, including memory boosts, weight loss, vitamins and things like that. Steve had been sketching the entire time Bucky was pacing in front of him on the floor of their shared apartment, he never really listened to his best friend/ boyfriend's long "smart" speeches, rather, he chose to draw him during his long speeches, it was honestly good practice, and Bucky was a wonderful model.

"Alrighty then, alert the workers Jarvis, put the plums we bought in the fridge," Tony said shrugging, he honestly didn't care where they put the plums, if Steve was happy, he was happy.

"Of course sir, is there anything else you'd like for me to do?" JARVIS asked, being kind and considerate and trying to take up as much of Steve and Tony's alone time as possible because JARVIS thought it was funny.

"Maybe don't interrupt me every time I try to kiss Steve? Or maybe apologize for the time Steve and I were about to have our first real kiss by the pool?"

"I'm afraid I can't sir," JARVIS said, and Tony swore that he could just hear JARVIS laughing at him.

Steve put a hand in Tony's shoulder while still supporting his stomach with the other hand, he didn't need for Tony to try to fight some AI. Especially when said AI was practically Tony's conscious and didn't actually have a body for Tony to throw punches at.

"Let's talk about the gender reveal thing," Steve said, distracting Tony from trying to figure out where in the house for punch that would hurt JARVIS the most.

"Oh yeah," Tony said, sitting down on a love chair and inviting Steve to sit next to him, "So what do you think we should do?" Tony asked.

"Well, I mean, I want it to be a surprise, the reveal."

"Alright, but I really want the press to go wild okay? Imagine it, at one of my meetings I tell the world that, 'I have a kid on the way, and it's blank and blank,' the press is going to have a field day!" Tony said, his eyes shining at the made-up reactions of the nonexistent press in front of him.

Steve just rolled his eyes, "Okay, so how about for our own reveal, it's a private affair, you, me, Mr Hogan-"

"Happy," Tony corrected, because, if the man's got a nickname, you gotta stick with the nickname.

"-Happy, Mr Rhodes-"

"Just good old Rhodey," Tony said with his signature Stark smirk.

"Rhodey, Mr Fury, and Ms Fury," Steve finished.

"Sure, but I can announce it to the world after right?"

Steve refrained from sighing and rolling his eyes, he was becoming a typical American mom with every day of his pregnancy, "Yes Tony, you can announce it," he said, then waved the envelope that had the gender of the baby in Tony's face, "I'm going to go take this to Happy, alright?"

"Yep!" Tony said, smashing his lips into Steve's, being careful of their baby, before running off to do lord knows what.

Steve sighed heavily before getting up and waking over to Happy's room, where he delivered the envelope that held the gender and walked back off to where he found Tony in his room, laying on the bed and doing absolutely nothing.

"I thought you were so excited, you were going to do something," Steve said, getting into bed and laying beside Tony, stomach up of course, because unfortunately, he couldn't lay on his stomach anymore because his baby bump was starting to get big.

"Yeah, but I forgot what I was gonna do!" Tony moaned, the sound muffled by the mattress Tony had his face on.

Steve just shook his head at Tony's childishness, this man was supposed to raise a child yet acted like one himself, "Course you did, now come on, I'm craving plums, Boston Baked Beans, The Wizard of Oz, and cuddles," Steve said, fitting into Tony's side and giving Tony big blue retriever eyes.

Tony relented quickly after that and got what Steve wanted. The two cuddled up next to each other for the rest of the day, giving playful kisses on the cheek and nose while narrating practically the whole movie to their little baby.

*By the way, (hey it's peter!) I don't actually remember anything, your memeory doesn't develop until after so, like, yeah... I'm sorry guys! But I did love the movie!*

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An agonizing two and a half weeks later, a small gathering of a total of six people took place at Stark mansion. Tony had sent a private jet to get Fury and his wife, and Happy had ordered a cake that would reveal the gender, quite.... uniquely, if it had rainbow marble on the inside, it was a boy if it was an aurora boreal marble on the inside it was a girl. Happy only did this because he knew Tony loved to be a dramatic little shit about everything, and the gender regal of his child was something to be extra about, plus Steve wanted to scrap all gender stereotypes of pink for girls and blue for boys. Technically Steve didn't learn about this stereotype until he got out of the ice because back in his day, pink was for boys and blue for girls

Nick and his wife, who Steve still didn't know the name of, landed on the landing deck while Steve and Tony went up to greet them,

"Hello Ms Fury," Steve said, automatically greeting the woman first because the women in his life tended to be scarier than the men.

"Oh please, call me Danielle," the woman - Danielle- said with a bright smile, shaking Steve's hand since the two couldn't really hug with their baby bumps in the way.

"Eyepatch dude!" Tony greeted, arms open wide as he went to Nick, who, in reply only tightened his grip in his wife and kept his had firmly behind his back. Tony made a fake pout and lead the couple inside.

Rhodey had come a few days earlier, he and Steve hit it off pretty well. They both loved to complain about Tony and sharing all the stupid stuff he's done, which Tony hated but loved at the same time because his boyfriend and best friend were getting along perfectly. What more could he ask for? Well, besides having his baby in his arms already, but that was beside the point.

The small group sat together in the living room, just talking and exchanging stories.

"So how far along are you?" Tony asked Danielle good-naturedly. Steve was the one who kept up to date with Mr "I Lost An Eye", not him, and while he knew that she was due in July, he really didn't feel like doing the math to figure it out

"7 months along," Danielle said kindly, "And you two?"

"Well, technically I'm almost three months along, but with the serum in my veins speeding things up, I'm around six months along for a normal person," Steve explained

Danielle nodded, understanding Steve because her husband explained to it quite a few times to her, but it was nice to hear it from the actual mother.

Over with the "manly group" Rhodey was talking to Tony about just normal shit.

"You're gonna be dad Tones," Rhodey said chuckling throwing an arm around his best friend.

Okay, maybe not that normal.

"Yep," Tony said, one arm wrapped around Steve and one arm wrapped around Rhodey, "Don't know how the hell I'm going to do it though."

"Nah, you'll be fine."

"As long as I'm not my dad, I'll be perfect I bet."

"Sure, whatever you say Tones."

Nick was being quiet, listening to everyone's conversations. Studying. Happy, Rhodey and Tony were now engaged in some conversation about boxing, while Steve and Danielle were talking about pregnancy.

"Honey, what do you think he gender of Steve's baby is going to be?" Danielle asked her husband.

Nick zoned in in the conversation next to him, Steve had said something about a hunch of his "little bub" being a boy, Danielle hoped it was a girl, "I think it's a girl, no son of Stark is going near my baby girl no way," Nick said, eyeing a laughing Tony Stark, who had laced his fingers with Steve's instead of wrapping his arm around him.

"Aw, don't say that Nick," Danielle said, covering Nick's hand with her own, "I bet they'd be adorable together."

Steve suddenly haughty of the possibilities of his baby's being a girl, 'Oh shit, she's going to date one day,' he thought, 'Oh shit she's going to bring home some girl or boy one day and she'll introduce them as the love of her life,' he added to his own worrisome thoughts. But hell, he didn't even know if his bub was going to be a girl, plus he thought the bub was going to be a boy anyway so no worries...right?

"Hey, Rhodey, what gender do you think the kids going to be?" Tony asked his best friend, he couldn't ask Happy because he organized the entire thing, so Rhodey was the next person.

"I hope it's a boy, then we'll have a mini Tony running around here and that would be epic," Rhodey said, "You?"

"I hope it's a little baby girl I can spoil," Tony said wistfully, "little tutus and rock bands, makeup and motorcycles, hairstyling and books, spoiling a little girl rotten would be so much fun. But Steve thinks it's a boy, I guess in the end it doesn't matter though. They're a kid and will always be a kid, I'm going to love them no matter what."

Rhodey and Happy smiled at Tony, maybe the dad life would suit him.

They cut off their social hour for dinner ("Premium steak Steve-o, they're gonna love it") and after dinner was cutting the cake that would reveal Tony and Steve's baby's gender.

Happy got the cake out from the fridge and just grinned as they set it on the counter, he handed a knife to Steve for both he and Tony to use.

"Jarvis, you recording?" Tony asked holding the knife with Steve.

"Yes sir, would you like for me to count down?" JARVIS asked, and Steve swore he could hear excitement laced through his voice.

"Yes please J."

"3."

The knife hit the cake, slicing it open.

"2."

The knife hit the other side of the cake, making a perfect triangle, Tony had designed the knife so that it would latch into the cake and bring it safely on the plate without having to touch it.

"1!"

Tony and Steve brought the cake slice and the room erupted in cheers of excitement.

Inside the cake was a beautiful marble rainbow colour, it was so vibrant that it looked like it came straight out of one of Steve's colouring pages.

"It's a boy! I knew it!" Steve yelled, punching his fist in the air after dropping the knife.

"A little boy I can spoil rotten!" Tony gushed, hugging Steve, "I'm going to buy him all the cars he wants, and all the motorcycles, and suits, and makeup, and skirts, and leather jackets, or whatever the hell he wants!"

Rhodey and Happy cheered, arms around each other. Rhodey was happy that Tony was happy, and Happy was happy that Tony was happy, so everyone was happy!

Nick and Danielle both had wide smiles, Danielle letting a little whoop out when she first saw the rainbow cake, "Awww, little Michelle's gonna have a little friend."

Nick's smiled vanished after that, partially thinking of the possibilities of Stark's motherfucking son going near his baby girl, and it was something else as well.

Steve cut and passed out the cake, insisting that they left one slice out for JARVIS, to which JARVIS thanked him even if he didn't have an actual mouth.

"So, a baby boy," Steve said with a soft smile in his face, rubbing his stomach lovingly.

"Yep, a little boy, hope he's a mini you," Tony chuckled, wrapping his arm around Steve, "A little baby boy with big blue eyes and blonde hair, running around the mansion screaming 'freedom!' every five seconds."

Steve looked at Tony with a fake hurt expression on his face, "I have never screamed freedom in the three months you've known me!"

Tony had a look of shock on his face, except it wasn't fake, "Only three months?" he asked incredulously.

"Yeah?"

"It feels like I've known you for so much longer than that, and not just because of my dad," Tony said as Steve blushed, Tony kissed Steve full on the lips as everyone else in the room cooed, "I love you so much, Steve," Tony whispered.

"I love you too Tony."

Nick Fury cleared his throat, "Alright lovebirds if you two are done making eyes at each other, I'd like to have a word with Mr Stark."

Tony looked to Steve for permission to go, Steve nodded his head and turned to Danielle, sparking up a conversation on how horrible swollen ankles were.

"Let's go somewhere private," Fury said, walking off to one of the rooms in Stark mansion like he owned the place. Tony didn't mind in the slightest though, he was far too intimidated by Fury to say anything, not that he would ever admit it.

Fury went in one of the rooms, Tony following, and Fury shut the door behind Tony, making sure the two couldn't be heard.

"So, why'd you bring me here?" Tony asked in a slightly joking tone, sarcasm and jokes were his shield and barrier, he wasn't going to let that wall down, especially around Fury.

"I want to talk about your child," Fury said, clasping his hands behind his back.

"And what about him," Tony asked, suddenly getting very defensive. It was probably the fatherly instinct in him kicking in, he knew right then and there that he would do anything to protect or defend Steve and his baby boy.

"I don't think it's best for you two to raise this child with you."

Tony balled his fists, his head flaming, "And why's that?"

"You have a big brain Stark, use it. Steve is a supersoldier with the serum running in his veins, no doubt it'll transfer on into your kid, so he's already a danger, and is already a target. Then there's you, you're a billionaire, one of the most famous people today, how do you think the public will react if the Tony Stark is having a baby, with Steve Rogers no less. Even if they don't know about the child's supposedly dead third father, your baby boy is a target. The public will not see your child as a child, they will him as a target, do you really want that to be his life? Forever worried he's going to be kidnapped, tortured, killed, just because of his mother and father?"

Tony jerked back as if Fury had punched him in the face, he hated to admit it but Fury had a point, his baby boy would be targetted by his enemies, especially with the super serum in his veins, Tony shook his head, his fists still balled up un, ironically, fury, "Fine, but what about your precious girl, why are you gonna give her up?"

Then it was Fury's turn to get angry, not that he showed it, but Tony could see the flash of pain in his eyes before it was veiled again, "My daughter won't ever know who her father is if I have anything to do about it. She won't even know her true last name, Fury, her name will be Michelle Jones, and she'll be raised by my wife as a seemingly single parent."

Tony bit back any response to that, "Alright," he muttered, "Alright fine, but why did you tell me, and not Steve? You're obviously closer to him."

"Because if I were the one to tell Steve, he'd probably attack me, it's best if you tell him, I see the way he looks at you, he really loves you Stark."

Tony sighed, "Fine, so you're saying we should give him up to some random-ass family we probably don't even know?"

"No, I know a family that's desperate for a child. There's a wonderful SHIELD couple, Agent Richard Parker and Agent Mary Parker, he should be in safe in their hands." Fury gave Tony a folder, which held all the information about the two, "Consider it."

Tony stared at the folder as if it had personally offended him, the took and just as he did they heard a knock on the door.

"Tony? Nick?" Steve said, knocking on the door, "Hey, it's pretty late and Nick and Danielle need to get on the jet, and so does Rhodey."

Fury looked at Tony with a face that meant, "It's for the best," before walking out of the room.

Steve supported his stomach and watched Nick go walk down the hall before turning to Tony, "What was that all about?"

Tony, not wanting to break the news to Steve yet, made up an excuse on the spot, "Oh it's nothing, just work stuff."

Steve shrugged and nodded sceptically, "Alright, but we should see them off."

Tony nodded and put the folder in a random drawer in the room, hoping to forget about it for at least another two months. He walked over to Steve, grinning so that he wouldn't be worried, and wrapped an arm around Steve, leading him down the hall and to the jet.

Steve, Tony, and Happy said their goodbyes, and the jets went up and away, Happy bid the two a goodnight before heading to his room. Tony turned to Steve.

"Movie night or?" Tony asked with a smirk.

"Movie Night," Steve said before walking back into the mansion, Tony's fingers laced through his.

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Steve was cuddled up next to Tony's side, somehow fitting his stomach there too, Tony had his arm wrapped around Steve with a small smile on his face.

"Morticia Addams is amazing," Steve said sleepily.

"Yep, and so is Wednesday," Tony replied, rubbing Steve's arm.

"Mhmm," Steve mumbled, closing his eyes.

Tony smiled softly and looked back to the telly, watching the chaotic Addams family do their thing.

"We should make this a weekly thing," Tony whispered, stroking Steve's hair, "A new movie every weekend, sounds fun right? Helps you catch up on the sixty years of stuff you missed while doing time in the ice. We've watched Star Wars, The Wizard of Oz, The Addams Family, Forest Gump, Edward Scissorhands, Jurassic Park, Titanic, Footloose, Hot Tub Time Machine, Back to the Future, Less Than Zero, Weird Science, Only You, what else do you wanna watch Steve-o."

"Mhm," Steve just mumbled, his eyes still closed.

Tony smirked, "J?" he whispered, "Turn the t.v. off please."

JARVIS didn't reply, but the t.v. turned off and the only lights in the room were the clock and the moon.

Tony scooted down and made sure to cover Steve with the blanket, he smiled and went to kiss Steve's cheek, but Steve inched to the side by accident just enough and Tony accidentally pecked him on the lips. Tony inched back in surprise but Steve just grinned.

"C'mere," he whispered, pulling Tony's head in and giving him a proper kiss on the lips.

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For some reason, that night, Steve had the strangest dream, a memory from the 1940s when he accidentally came out to his kind of crush Peggy...

Steve had just come back from rescuing Bucky from the Hydra base and had been trying to escape Bucky's wrath for a good half hour. Then, suddenly, Steve found himself alone in a room, seemingly with Bucky the only person there with him.

"Oh shit," Steve cursed under his breath, trying to go the other way as fast as possible.

"Oh no you fucking don't punk," Bucky growled, slamming Steve into a wall and somehow managing to top over him, Steve practically whimpered and bit his lip, starting to feel a hell of a lot more like that scrawny Brooklyn kid he was just a few weeks ago, "The Hell were you thinking Rogers? Attacking a military Hydra base alone? You could have been killed!" Bucky growled predatorily, making Steve bite his lip harder, something that he knew Bucky couldn't resist.

"Just glad to have you back," Steve said, blushing cherry red, he could feel the burn in his cheeks, he knew Bucky could hear what he really meant to say, 'I missed you so much and I'm so glad to have you back Bucky, please love me! But I'm still not sorry because I'm still that little Brooklyn bitch you know and love.'

"Aw, come here you punk," Bucky said, his predatorial side gone when he saw how much Steve really missed him, Bucky had a thing for just knowing what Steve was thinking and feeling, and he knew that Steve showed so much of his emotions through his eyes, and so did Bucky himself. Bucky laid his fingers around Steve's chin and kissed him right on the lips, something Steve enjoyed immensely as he kissed Bucky back.

Although they'd been dating for years, they were both still blushing like crazy, involuntarily, of course, the kiss took them to before the war started from when they weren't so busy worrying about dying (although Steve was still a stupid little bitch who liked to get into fights, that much hasn't changed at all) but we're just two fellas in love, kissing in every alleyway and showing PDA every chance they got.

"Fucking knew it," the two heard a British voice from behind them, they both wheeled around and saw Peggy, leaning against a door frame.

"Peggy!" Steve sputtered out, "How long have you been there?" He asked, clearly worried about how Peggy was going to react to two fellas kissing in a room...alone, which was scandalous enough as it was.

"Long enough to see that you two have fallen madly in love with each other," Peggy said with a knowing smirk. "No wonder you don't know a bloody think about women, Rogers! You fancy men!"

Steve blushed hard as Bucky chuckled, wrapping an arm around Steve, "Not just only men ma'am, the fellas and the ladies, but he never did well with the ladies."

"Oh really?" Peggy said, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, no offence ma'am but do you have a problem with that?" Steve asked tentatively, he had feelings for both Peggy and Bucky, but he was still prepared to defend himself if Peggy wasn't okay with it.

"Oh not at all!" Peggy said smiling, "Have I ever told you two about Angela?"

"Who's Angela?" Bucky asked although he had a pretty big hunch on who Angela was to Peggy.

"My first love of course," Peggy said, turning to Steve with an "I won loser," face.

Steve relented and hid halfway behind Bucky in shame and Peggy and Bucky both let out howls of laughter at Steve's embarrassment.

Steve woke up and sat straight up, his eyes wide with memeory, he turned, checking to see if Tony was still asleep, thank god he was, Steve rubbed his eyes and tried to remember the dream, he remembered Peggy higher-pitched sweet laugher and Bucky deep howling laughs that always made him feel funny on the inside. Oh, how he longed to hear those laughs again.

"I'll have new laughs to hear right?" Steve asked his bub, no, his baby boy. He rubbed his ever-growing stomach gently, "I bet you'll be an adorable little boy, maybe you'll look like your other parents, not me, screw my other drawings, I hope you have your-" Steve contemplated what to call Bucky, "-your Papa's twinkling eyes," yeah, Papà sounded like the right fit for Bucky, very 1940's-esqe, "and your father's hair, and of course you'll be cursed with my pale Irish skin, never to ever tan in your life."

Steve felt a movement beside him, "Talking to the kid?" Tony mumbled, waking up to Steve's voice.

Steve jumped slightly, he hadn't expected Tony to wake up, "Yeah, I am."

"Little baby boy," Tony whispered yawning, "Go back to sleep, it's like, 3 am."

Steve huddled back under the blankets with Tony, he placed his head on Tony's chest and sighed, damn he was in deep, he loved Tony and his baby boy so much, and he knew right then and there, that there wasn't anything the wouldn't do to protect the both of them.

A/N: Thanks guys for reading this! But I'm re-watching Iron Man one and two next week, and I'm going to be putting scenes from those movies into here, and, I was just wondering, what scenes from Iron Man one and two do you guys really want to see in here? I very well can't do them all because Hel, that's waaaaaayyyyy too much, but just tell me which scenes you really want to see!!! Thanks and I love all you wonderful Greekies!!!