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Those Who Fall: "APTF" Story (Modern Domestic Stucky AU)

Epilogue:

A frantic banging on his and Bucky's bedroom door was what woke Steve up. Instantly, his eyes snapped open and he moved to climb out of bed. And while he pulled a pair of pajama pants on over his boxer briefs, Bucky was already at the door, with his hand on the baseball bat behind it. Even months after the locks had been changed and the security system was updated they were all still paranoid. But especially Bucky and Steve.

When they saw it was Jonas, both men eased because at least they -- and their children -- weren't in danger. However, just because they weren't in danger didn't mean that everything was okay, so Bucky asked, "What's wrong?"

"Wanda's in labor," Jonas answered, out of breath seeing as he probably sprinted down two floors to get to them.

Instead of giving their oldest a snide comment about how this was why he shouldn't vape, Bucky nodded, "Okay." Turning back to look at Steve, he suggested, "You get the van ready, I'll help Wanda and Vis."

Over the months, they had planned this out as best as they could. Steve pulled on a shirt and Jonas said, "I already got the yoga ball."

"The bags are already in the van," Steve added, making sure he had his wallet.

At the top of the stairs, Bucky tossed the keys down, "I'll call the hospital to let them know we're on our way."

Nodding, Steve turned, keys in hand, for the garage. Immediately hopping in behind the steering wheel of the van and opening the garage door. Turning the lights on, Steve's drowsy mind realized that Jonas's snow-covered older minivan was parked directly behind him.

Cursing under his breath in annoyance, Steve climbed out of the van and quickly made his way for the main level of the house. Only, before he could even step on the first step, Vis was helping Wanda down the staircase. All the while, she practiced her Lamaze breathing, and Steve tried to do some as well to help calm himself down.

"Is Joni back upstairs?" Steve asked, standing off to the side of the staircase and out of their way.

"He's in the living room," Bucky confirmed. "Why?"

"His van is blocking me in," Steve relayed.

Groaning in pain, Wanda doubled over. Holding her full-term abdomen, she loudly cursed. Bucky hovered behind her to make sure she didn't fall down the rest of the steps while Vis comfortingly rubbed her arm.

"Get off!" Wanda swatted away Vis's hand, "I don't want to be touched!"

"Sorry," Vis apologized, but still helped her down the stairs once the contraction passed. Assuring, "Let's get you to the van."

With the mention of the van, Bucky sprinted back up the stairs to get Jonas's keys. Vis reached the landing and assisted Wanda down as well. At the bottom, she paused again with another contraction and Steve raced for the van to at least get it started while they waited. After all, it was February.

Thankfully, they didn't have to wait for long, and Steve couldn't help but tease, "Now I see how you got all those track medals in high school."

A grin stretched Bucky's lips at that, but he was still in a hurry to move their son's vehicle, even though Wanda wasn't even in the van yet. But he couldn't fault his husband for being in a rush. Hell, his whole body felt like it was running a marathon and all he had done was walk from his bedroom to the garage and back. Reaching for the glovebox, Steve made sure that his emergency inhaler was there. Just in case.

Wanda cried at another contraction.

"Inhale. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. Exhale. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven," Vis softly instructed from the seat beside her, letting her squeeze his hand as hard as she needed to.

Once Jonas's van was moved, Steve quickly backed out of the garage. Briefly pausing to let Bucky in the passenger seat. Bucky's breathing was almost as labored as Wanda's, and to lighten the mood, Steve joked, "My inhaler's in there if you need to use it."

Playfully, Bucky rolled his eyes and opened his mouth to reply. Before he could, however, Wanda cursed in her pain, "Fuck!"

Finally on street, the contraction was over and Wanda apologized, "Sorry, pops."

"You got nothin' to worry about, sweetie," Steve assured while Bucky chuckled, "Pops swears enough for everyone, so don't feel bad about it."

Wanda weakly giggled at that and from the rearview mirror, Steve could see that her eyes were closed. Good, he thought, hoping that it wouldn't be a long labor. Nevertheless, he nearly sped the entire time and was beyond thankful that the roads weren't slick before he finally pulling into the hospital parking lot.

Steve pulled up outside of the entrance and Vis opened the door before he even had a chance to stop the vehicle. As he helped his fiancée out of the back, Bucky climbed out from the passenger seat and said, "I'm gonna get them set up."

"I'll meet you inside," Steve assured, blowing his husband a kiss.

Left alone, Steve's tired mind was trying to wrap itself around the situation. Sure, they had been planning out all the different scenarios so they could be prepared. But now that it was actually happening, it was different. Steve could feel the nerves knotting his stomach and making his palms sweaty.

"You've got this," Steve encouraged himself as he parked and grabbed the bags. Slinging each bag over his shoulders, Steve carried the yoga ball into the hospital. Beyond relieved when he found Bucky waiting for him. Forever grateful to be going through this -- like everything else -- with him.

"Ready?" Bucky asked, taking the ball from him.

"As I'll ever be," Steve confirmed, handing over Wanda's heavier bag.

Hand in hand, the pair headed for Wanda's room. Occasionally, Bucky would give Steve's hand a soothing squeeze, just to remind him that he was there. Before the elevator stopped at Wanda's floor, Bucky brought Steve's hand up to give it a kiss.

"You know," Bucky started, "You're the hottest grandpapa I've ever seen."

"Clearly," Steve tried to stop his blush from getting too red, "You haven't looked in a mirror."

At their floor, Bucky's laughter echoed in the empty hall. Steve rolled his eyes, even as his grin remained intact for the rest of the walk. Standing outside of Wanda's door was another story, however. Needing a moment, Steve quietly turned to face Bucky, "You nervous?"

"A little," Bucky whispered.

Nodding, Steve said, "I couldn't imagine doing this with anyone but you."

"Likewise," Bucky agreed, that toothy grin returning.

And since Bucky's smiles were contagious, Steve smiled too. Content with greeting this next chapter in his life, Steve knocked on the closed door. Not wanting to just barge into their adoptive daughter's space, they patiently waited until Vis opened the door for them.

"Five centimeters," Vis instantly divulged, looking frazzled by the information.

Steve's brows shot up on his forehead while his eyes widened. From the bed, Wanda joked, "She sure is punctual, huh?"

Removing the baby's bag from his shoulder, Steve glanced at the clock and noticed that it was officially the baby's due date. Steve chuckled, "Could have worst traits."

Wanda noncommittally shrugged and tried to get comfortable despite being in labor and being hooked up to so many monitors. Steve took a seat in one of the chairs beside the bed. Instantly encouraging the teen, "You've got this."

Reaching out, Wanda covered Steve's hand with her own and softly smiled, "Thanks."

"Of course," Steve returned the smile and gave her hand a comforting squeeze.

When she yawned, Bucky suggested, "You should try and rest."

"I don't know if I can," Wanda tiredly argued. Briefly pressing her lips together, trying to fight the smile wanting to break free, "I'm excited to meet her."

"Me too," Vis agreed, leaning over to kiss her forehead.

Letting Vis have his seat, Steve stood and went to sit beside Bucky on the loveseat by the large window. Bucky took Steve's hand in his and laced their fingers together. Glad to have each other. Glad to know that their daughter and future son-in-law had each other.

Yawning, Steve rested his head on Bucky's broad shoulder and let his heavy eyelids closed. Trying to get a little more rest while he could when he could. Especially since the next moment he awoke, the doctor was entering the room and greeting them.

"Mr. and Mr. Barnes, are you ready to meet your granddaughter?" Dr. Cho smiled while the nurses got things ready for delivery.

"Pops," Wanda called, reaching out for him from her bed.

Standing from the loveseat, Steve crossed the room to her and let her take his hand in hers. Pushing her hair off her face, he assured, "You've got this."

Nodding, there were tears in her eyes as she agreed, "I've got this."

On the other side of Wanda, Vis wasn't looking too confident. Thankfully, Bucky draped his arm around the teen's shoulders and complimented, "I couldn't ask for anyone better to be the father of my granddaughter."

Tears filling his eyes as well, Vis softly said, "Thanks."

Bucky ruffled his strawberry blond hair the way he would with their other sons, and confirmed, "No problem."

With Bucky taking his requested place up by Wanda's head so he could mop up her sweat, and Steve holding her right foot while Vis held her left, Wanda did as instructed. Inhaling deeply, before pressing her chin into her chest and pushing with all of her might. Only taking a moment to inhale again before following Dr. Cho's instructions, "Doin' good, Wanda. One more big push."

Grunting, Wanda pushed as much and as powerful as she could. Really putting her all into it as she tightly grasped her thighs and pulled them towards herself.

"That's it, you're doin' great, sweetie," Dr. Cho encouraged, "Another big, big push."

"You can do it," Vis soothingly rubbed her ankle.

Then, Wanda dropped back against the bed in relief as Dr. Cho got to cleaning the baby up. Just the minimal of cleaning, such as her airway before she placed the bald baby on Wanda's abdomen. Wanda cried in her happiness, and Steve noted how Vis was too. Really, it wasn't any surprise that when he looked up, misty-eyed himself, that Bucky's steel-blue eyes were glassy with unshed tears.

"Hi, sweetie," Wanda sniffled, touching her daughter. When her little eyes opened, Wanda asked, "Whatcha thinkin', Pietra Stefania, hmm?"

"Thinking about how beautiful her mom is," Vis smiled, wiping his tears and leaning over to kiss Wanda's sweaty temple.

It was such a Bucky thing to say that Steve couldn't help but look over at his husband. So thankful for the life that they had created for themselves and their children, and now, for their grandchildren too.

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