New Beginnings

                                    

                                          
Steve slept soundly wrapped around you, his forehead pressed on Bucky's.  The apartment was quiet, the sound of the three of you breathing, easily drowning out the ambient sounds of the building and the city.
The last eight months had been quiet.  Everyone was settled and happy.  The Avengers were running smoothly.  The three of you had been enjoying your time together and counting down to the birth of Sarah's baby when you would officially be grandparents.
The quiet was suddenly cut off by Steve's phone ringing.  He sat up alert, quickly reaching for it and hitting answer.  Bucky was up quickly too, looking at Steve intently, trying to pick up what was going on on the phone.  You, however, were slow to wake, rolling over and groaning.
"Sarah?"  Steve said, holding the phone to his ear.  "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, yeah.  I'm fine.  Just thought you would like to know..."  Sarah paused and made a pained sound.  "I'm in labor."
Steve sat up straighter and swung his legs over the edge of the bed.  "You are?  What do you need?"
Sarah laughed.  "Nothing.  It's early.  I have my girls and ..."  There was a pause for a moment and Steve could hear talking in the background.  "Yep, Edwin just got here.  I just thought you'd want to know it's underway.  Go back to sleep.  One of us will call when we're moving to the medbay. If we haven't called by the morning and you wanna get in the way and be yelled at, you can come down and hang out in the when you're up."
"You sure, princess?"  Steve asked.
"Positive.  Just wanted to let you know,"  Sarah said.  "Night, dad."
"Night, honey.  Try and get some rest,"  Steve said and disconnected the call.
He turned around to see both of you staring up at him.  He laughed and shook his head.  "Just started.  You can both relax."
"She's in labor?" you asked excitedly.
"Yeah.  Early though.  She's just letting us know it started,"  Steve said, climbing back in under the covers.
"Our baby is having a baby?"  Bucky asked.
"Soon enough."  Steve agreed.  "Grandpa Bucky.  That'll be you."
"Man, that kid is going to have so many grandparents," you said, curling into Steve's arms.  "Why have I only just realized that?"
"Do you think that Loki will be a considered one?"  Bucky asked as he spooned you from behind.
"Why'd you have to say that?"  Steve said.
"But seriously?"  Bucky said.  "Loki raised her."
"Different Loki,"  Steve said. "Now go to sleep."
"But..."
"Buck, seriously.  Tomorrow will be crazy.  Go to sleep.  You can ask America tomorrow,"  Steve said.
"Fine,"  Bucky grumbled.
It took a little while for the three of you to get back to sleep, and when it finally came for you all, it was restless.  The three of you woke very early the following morning and you each checked your phones for missed calls.
"What if we go down and see if they need anything?"  Bucky suggested.
"I doubt Sarah will want to eat, but the others might be hungry.  We could take them down some breakfast," you suggested.
"Sounds good,"  Steve said.  "Now just keep in mind that there are already three people down there with her.  It might be too crowded, and as excited as we are this is about them.  So if we're in the way, we'll leave."