Hey guys! Thanks for being nice so far! Maybe I'll write some smut for this chapter...I DON'T KNOW! I FEEL LIKE I WANNA TRY IT! I've never written smut before. Whatever, I'll see where this chapter goes. I didn't plan on writing another chapter, but I'm in the mood, so here's a part 2!
Helena learned many things over the course of the past few months about her abilites. She could manipulate time around only one person if she wanted to, she could make time go slow or even faster. But she could also go back in time, as well as forward. Tony kept making Back To The Future references, thinking all of this was hilarious yet amazing how far her powers could go. Bruce being the smart one, decided that everything they've discovered about Helena's abilites should be on the down-low, as in, no one aside from the Avengers could know about it. And Bruce was right, imagine what foes to the Avengers would try to do if they ever found out about Helena's powers.
It would be catastrophic...for everyone.
Currently, Helena was working out in the gym at Avengers Tower. Helena wasn't super strong like the Hulk or anything, but she'd been building up her strength over the years when she was recruited by SHIELD many years ago. Natasha and Clint also gave her a few pointers along the way, but Helena always doubted herself, thinking she wasn't that great of a fighter compared to Thor or Steve.
Steve...
Helena remembered when she met Steve, he was still trying to adjust to the world, when he saw her, he just about dropped everything and stared at her with wide eyes as he kept referring her to her grandmother, Peggy. It was a huge misunderstanding and after much apologizing, Steve and Helena became very good friends. Helena could even consider Steve as her best friend. And it's not that Helena hated the way she looked, but she always felt terrible when she would see that look on Steve's face whenever he saw her.
She always felt bad that she resembled her grandmother...
Helena remembered all the stories about Captain America and Steven Rogers that Peggy would tell her granddaughter. She knew that her grandmother kept a photo of Steve with her, remembering what he did for her and how they grew to love each other. Peggy would always mention that Steve promised her that one special dance, before his supposed death.
"You better hold back...I don't know how much the punching bag can take it."
Helena stopped mid-punch, and turned around to see Steve himself. Helena smiled at Steve as she wiped the sweat off of her forehead.
"What's up, old timer?" She asked.
"Because of Dr. Cho's success with the cradle and is now able to create organs, Tony's throwing a big party for her tonight. He wanted me to let you know." Steve informed me.
Helena's eyebrows raised as she looked surprise from the news.
"Well shit. She actually did it." Helena let out a laugh. "I'll go get ready though. I'm really excited to see her now!"
Helena looped her arm with Steve's as they walked out and into the elevator together.
"So how's training with the newbies going?" Helena asked.
"Everyone's doing great, except for a certain Sokovian." Steve pursed his lips.
"What did he do?" Helena grew angry.
"He doesn't do anything, he doesn't even show up to the training sessions." Steve replied.
"What?!" Helena's jaw practically dropped. "Steve! How long has this been going on?!"
Helena hit Steve's arm, knowing this is the first time she's ever heard of this.
"Ow! Stop that!" Steve grabbed her hands. "He hasn't attended training since...maybe two weeks?"
"And you're just now mentioning this to me?" Helena glared at him.
"He doesn't take it seriously, thinking he won't need it. I've let it go the past couple of times, but it's getting really annoying now." Steve sighed. "Do you...think you can talk to him about going?" Steve hesitantly asked.
"So that's why you came down to see me." Helena smirked at him. "And here I thought we were friends, Steve."
"What?! No, we are! I just remembered and thought I'd mention it!" Steve's eyes widened in panic.
The elevator opened and Helena stepped out, heading over to her room with Steve following.
"Helena wait!"
Helena made it to her bedroom, Steve immediately going inside as she started to take off her tank-top.
"Make it quick, Rogers. I'm about to take a shower. I don't think Pietro would appreciate you joining me." Helena snapped.
"You know I wouldn't use you, right?" Steve averted his eyes, his face turning red.
"Well maybe don't bring up work right away. I thought we were friends first, Steve." Helena sighed.
"I'm sorry...it just slipped out when it came to my mind. I thought I'd forget later." Steve admitted.
"Alright then. All is forgiven. I'm going to take a shower because frankly, I am quite sweaty and I really would love to feel clean." Helena gave Steve a smile.
Steve left the room only to bump into Pietro. Pietro was puzzled seeing Captain Rogers come out of Helena's room at first and when he saw that Helena was naked by the time he arrived to her room, he grew angry, thinking the worst.
"Any reason the Captain was coming out of your room?" Pietro stood at the door, his arms folded.
Helena came back out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around her as she waited for the water to heat up.
"You're kidding right? Honestly, Pietro, as far as I know, Steve is still too innocent for his own good if you catch my drift. I was about to grab a shower before he came to my room to tell me something." Helena smiled at Pietro.
Pietro deflated instantly, his anger gone in an instant.
"I am sorry, dragoste... I just..."
"You come to conclusions before listening to someone else's side of the story?" Helena smirked. "I know that."
"So...how was your day?" Pietro smiled sheepishly, trying to change the subject.
"It was eventful, I was working out and training a little bit. I have a mission tomorrow with Natasha and Bruce. If all goes well, I should be back by 5..." Helena replied.
"You have a mission?" Pietro pouted.
"Don't bother asking to go...I'll be fine." Helena gave Pietro a knowing look. "I'm faster than you now, remember?" She teased.
In a flash, Pietro was in front of Helena, chest to chest with her, his arm around her waist.
"I cannot help, but worry, dragoste..." Pietro murmured softly.
"I'll be back before you know it." Helena gave him a warm smile.
Pietro pulled away from Helena after eyeing her. In seconds, he was undressed and completely naked in front of Helena.
"Is there room for one more in the shower?" Pietro practically purred.
Helena's breath hitched as she stared at Pietro.
"I...I think there might be. You offering to scrub me down?" Helena's voice grew husky.
Pietro grinned deviously before throwing Helena over his shoulder and giving her behind a smack.
"Dräga...I plan to worship your body."
It wasn't until two hours later that the couple left the bathroom.
"Agent Carter is down! I repeat, Agent Carter is down!" Natasha knelt down over Helena as her eyes started to flutter shut.
The mission was simple, take out whatever Hydra agents were left at the old base in Sokovia and get out, or if possible, take whatever Hydra agents were left for interrogation. Unfortunately for Helena, she was in the crossfire and got injured by the Hulk when he grew outraged as Hydra agents fired missiles at him. The mission wasn't becoming as successful as they all thought it would be.
"Hey! Stay awake, Helena. Eyes on me." Natasha spoke softly.
"Holy shit...that was certainly a wake up call...my life flashing before my eyes." Helena gave out a weak chuckle.
"Helena...can you stand?" Natasha asked.
Helena moved to stand up slowly with Natasha's help, but immediately fell into her comrade's arms. After several minutes of Natasha dragging Helena with her, Hulk stormed back over, and looked even more angry than before when he saw Helena in her state. Helena pushed herself off of Natasha who gave her that look of warning, but Helena continued to wobble over to Hulk.
"I know...I ain't Natasha." Helena smiled at Hulk. "But...I am your friend. It's okay, you didn't hurt me...not intentionally anyway."
Hulk growled, appearing confused and annoyed, wondering why this human wasn't running from him after how he practically hurt her, or why Natasha wasn't the one to come over to him.
"It's okay..." Helena mumbled. "It was an accident. I understaann..."
Helena's eyes rolled into the back of her head and before she could fall flat on her face, Hulk caught Helena with his large hand before cradling her in his arms like a small baby. Natasha's eyes widened in surprise at the sight, but then she grew worried when Hulk let out another roar and took off, with Helena still in his grasp. Natasha whipped out her phone, strictly for Avengers only.
"Guys...we have a problem...I think." Natasha breathed out.
"What's up, Nat?" Clint replied.
"Hulk took off with Carter." Natasha said.
"Wait...what do you mean took off with her?" Steve joined in the conversation.
"Took off as in, grabbed Helena and went on his merry way. I don't know where they're headed, can you track them?"
"AND YOU JUST LET HIM TAKE HER?!" Tony practically yelled.
Natasha held the phone against her ear as she ran for the quinjet they arrived in, taking control of it right away. It had been twenty minutes at the least before Clint, Steve, or Tony had said anything, before Clint spoke up again.
"Vision's got a lock on her location..." Clint informed her.
Natasha stood at Helena's bedside as Bruce sat in a chair by the door outside of the room, with a blanket draped over him and holding a cup of coffee. It turned out that Hulk had actually taken his teammate to a hospital, which was bizarre. No one really saw the Hulk as a caring creature, but I guess he proved them wrong.
"How's she doing?"
Tony came into the room, a look of worry on his face as he saw Helena sleeping. Soon enough, more Avengers piled into the room. Pietro sped over to Helena and grasped her hand gently, trying to keep it together.
"She's doing fine. She lost quite a bit of blood...if it wasn't for Hulk, it might have been worse." Natasha mumbled in reply.
Bruce came in, feeling uncomfortable as everyone set his eyes on him.
"So...why did jolly green's heart grow three sizes today? I thought he didn't care about anyone but Widow?" Tony asked.
"I thought so too...I think the other guy has a soft spot for Helena...especially after she called him her friend." Bruce gave them a small smile.
"Interesting indeed." Vision pursed his lips. "Agent Carter is a kind person. I believe she'll pull through." Vision smiled.
They heard a groan and all turned to look at Helena, who was beginning to wake up. Pietro perked up gripping her hand as Helena looked at him.
"Petey...where are we?"
"We are in a hospital, dragoste..." Pietro replied. "I thought I told you not to call me that." He lightly joked.
"Only when you stop saying I'm hot as Hel." Helena cracked a small smile.
"I guess we are at an impasse then, no?" Pietro let out a laugh.
"Hey...I'm fine." Helena reached to touch Pietro's face, wiping a way a tear with her thumb.
"I was worried. Can you blame me?" Pietro kissed her hand.
"I suppose not..." Helena rolled her eyes.
After several minutes, Helena finally realized that the other Avengers were in the room as well.
"How's the other guy doing?" Helena asked Bruce.
"I should be asking how you're doing." Bruce smiled.
"Well my jaw fucking hurts, but I'll live." Helena chuckled.
The nurse came in the room, a smile on her face.
"Ms. Carter, everything is checking out fine and I also have some news for you..." The nurse spoke with an accent. "Would you like for me to tell you alone? Or...would you be okay with me saying it right now with your friends present?" The nurse looked at the team.
"What? She's not dying is she?" Tony blurted out.
Everyone turned, giving Tony a glare.
"Sorry...it just uh..slipped out. You were saying? Good news right?" He smiled nervously at the nurse.
"Ms. Carter?" The nurse asked.
Helena grew nervous and let go of Pietro's hand. Pietro frowned, but nodded in understanding, giving Helena a kiss before he left the room. Soon enough after Pietro exited the room, everyone followed Pietro until Helena was all alone with the nurse.
"I'm...not really dying am I?" Helena sat up in her bed.
"No of course not! Nothing like that!" The nurse smiled, trying to ease the tension. "May I ask you something first before I tell you?"
Helena only nodded in reply.
"When was the last time you had your period? Did you...skip a cycle at all?"
Helena froze, it had been maybe well over two weeks, but she didn't think anything of it. Now that Helena looked back, she was having random mood swings, she didn't feel as good and would sometimes throw up her meals after she was alone.
"No! No! NO! This can't be possible! I've been on birth-control...well...I was..." Helena could feel herself shaking.
SHIT! She forgot to take her birth control...
"I'm sorry, but as we were doing some blood work...we found that you are pregnant. You've been pregnant for maybe...two to three weeks at most? I would say congratulations, but I can tell you're not very excited about this..." The nurse's smile faded away.
"It's not that I'm not excited, I'm just in shock. I don't...I don't know what I'm going to do..." Helena could feel her heart skip a beat.
"Ms. Carter...I'm very sorry that I sprung this on you. I just thought that this was good news, thought that it would brighten up your day." The nurse grew sad.
"It's okay. Thank you for telling me. I'm just not sure how I'm going to tell everyone...or if I want to right at this moment." Helena sighed as she began leaning back.
"If you want, I'll just tell them I had to ask you some questions..." The nurse smiled nervously.
"If you can sound very convincing, then go for it." Helena laughed.
The nurse left leaving Helena alone to her thoughts.
She was pregnant...how the fuck was she going to tell Pietro?
It had been well over a month since that incident occurred, leaving Helena in distress. She couldn't have this baby, but she damn well sure she wasn't going to have an abortion. She could give it up for adoption, but she knew that wouldn't work out, everyone would notice her large stomach later on during the pregnancy. It was hard to see, but when she looked close enough, Helena could tell that she was already showing a little. What had her going insane, what had her hurting the most, was how she would tell Pietro. They had only been dating for several months, and now were having a child. It was like that snarky comment Clint made before they even began dating.
Oh how right he was without even realizing it...
Helena was snapped out of her thoughts as she was hit in the face, suddenly remembering that she was sparring with Natasha.
"You alright there? You haven't been...focused lately." Natasha gave Helena a look of suspicion.
"I'm fine!" Helena laughed.
Helena stopped laughing as she felt her stomach rumble.
"...you alright?" Natasha put a hand on her friend's shoulder, looking concerned.
Helena's eyes widened as she could feel her breakfast coming up. Helena ran for the trashbin near the exit before throwing up everything she'd eaten earlier.
"I'm...I'm so great...never been better." Helena groaned.
"What the hell did you eat?" Natasha stared at Helena with wide eyes.
"...I knew I shouldn't have had that omelette Tony made this morning." Helena quickly lied.
"That explains it." Natasha rubbed her back before helping Helena stand up. "Now go take a shower and lay down. Tony's cooking will make its way out of your system before you know it."
"Can do." Helena chuckled weakly.
And over the span of the next several days, Helena was deemed sick enough that she wasn't allowed on a mission or even out of bed. After having enough of being in bed, Helena decided to get out of her room and head for the kitchen. It wasn't until several minutes later, that Bruce had caught Helena eating pickles with peanut butter.
"...what are you eating?"
Helena whirled around, holding the pickle jar in her arms and had a pickle hanging out of her mouth. Helena took the pickle out of her mouth, and put some peanut butter on top before eating it. She didn't know why she had picked pickles and peanut butter or why she chose it to begin with, but surprisingly, it tasted pretty damn good.
"I could ask you the same thing." Helena glared at Bruce.
"I'm drinking tea." Bruce smirked and held up his coffee mug.
"Right...so you want me to believe." Helena blushed.
"And you are eating pickles with peanut butter for what reason?" Bruce looked confused.
"...I dunno...I sort of craved pickles...and then I thought I wanted peanut butter so..."
"Are you sure eating that is good for you right now? You've been sick a lot lately and now you're craving for pickles and- -"
Bruce stared at Helena with wide eyes like he had a sudden epiphany.
"And oh my god, how could I have been so blind?" He mumbled.
Helena grew worried and started leaving everything as she began heading back to her room.
"Whoa whoa whoa! Hold up there!"
Bruce grabbed her arm, quietly pulling her back into the kitchen.
"How long have you been pregnant?" Bruce lowered his voice to a whisper.
"...well...don't be completely mad, but maybe a little since before our mission to take down whatever was left of Hydra..." Helena winced as she saw the look on Bruce's face.
"You knew and you went on the mission anyway?! What if the other guy- -"
"Actually I didn't know...the nurse told me...at the hospital. Said I was about two or three weeks along at the time." Helena sighed.
"Have you told anyone?" Bruce asked.
"No...I just don't know how I'm going to. I haven't even told Pietro...he's not ready for children. I'm not ready for children. I've never been more conflicted in my life." Helena felt tears springing in her eyes.
"You have to tell him sometime. He has a right to know." Bruce gave her a stern look.
"We've only been dating for several months!" Helena snapped. "How do you think he'll react?!"
Bruce carefully stepped forward, putting his hand on her shoulder.
"Helena...Pietro seems like a decent guy underneath it all. I think you're underestimating him." Bruce gave her a small smile.
Helena stared at Bruce, before her glare softened.
"I can't...not now. I'll get through this...I know I will...I just need time." Helena wiped her eyes.
"Look just...be careful. No hardcore missions for you." Bruce told her.
"Listen, you can't say a word to anyone." Helena warned him.
"I won't...but if you don't say anything within the week to Pietro at least, I'm going to step in." Bruce nodded in agreement.
"Alright fine...a week sounds fair."
Bruce had been true to his word and kept quiet about the whole thing. It had been six days since then. She only had one day left to say something to Pietro. Bruce doesn't joke when it comes to matters such as this, Helena knew this all to well.
How did the time fly by so fast?
Helena threw up again, slumping against the toilet and groaning.
"Hel. Are you alright?"
Helena jumped when she heard knocking at the bathroom door on the Quinjet. She was returning from a mission, nothing dangerous of course, it was just a simple recon mission. Helena flushed the toilet, and looked at the mirror next to sink, quickly fixing her appearance before she opened the door.
"Yes?" Helena asked.
"I heard groaning...were you throwing up?" Tony looked concerned.
"I just got a little air sick is all."
"Uh huh..." Tony sounded unconvinced. "Well you fly the Quinjet all the time, plus you've borrowed the armor multiple times..."
"I just forgot to eat something today. I get sick if I don't eat." Helena rolled her eyes.
"Oh. Well why didn't you just say so? I've got a secret stash no one knows about." Tony smirked.
Tony came back after a minute, returning with a bag of Cheetos. Helena snatched the bag immediately, ripping it open with her teeth, and munching on the junk food quickly. Tony stared at his dear friend in shock, not knowing what had gotten into Helena. Helena stopped after she noticed the look on Tony's face and put the bag down slowly as she smiled sheepishly before holding out the bag to him.
"Want some?" She chuckled.
"...I think I'm good..." Tony backed away.
'What the hell had gotten into Helena?', Tony thought to himself.
Helena got out of bed in her sweatpants, yawning as she stretched.
"Ms. Carter, Captain Rogers wants everyone present for dinner, including you." FRIDAY informed her.
"Of course." Helena mumbled.
Steve called everyone down to eat, because he wanted to build some team trust or something like that. Helena didn't want to be social, which was odd even to her, she loved her teammates.
They were her family.
"Is everything alright, Helena?"
Helena glanced over at Wanda, who was staring at her in concern.
"Your mind...it's hard to read. Like something is interfering with it..."
Helena tensed up before trying to act like nothing was wrong.
"And you're trying to read my mind because?" Helena playfully glared at Wanda.
Wanda averted her eyes while blushing.
"You have been acting odd these past few weeks, since your mission. I'm only concerned."
Pietro along with everyone else began eyeing their comrade.
"What is it this time?" Clint put his fork down, sighing in frustration as he did so. "What did dicksilver do?"
"Hey! Shut up old man! Who says it was me?" Pietro glared at Clint.
"Is he that bad in bed?" Tony gave a look of sympathy to Helena.
Helena's eyes widened drastically.
"That's not really appropriate right now, Tony!" Helena yelled.
"What? I am not good enough?" Pietro pouted.
"Why are you playing along with him?! You're only encouraging him!"
Pietro continued to pout and gave her that adorable puppy dog stare.
"Pietro, you can do things in the bedroom that no one else can. Of course you're wonderful in bed." Helena laughed.
"Didn't need to hear that!" Clint piped in.
"Buzz off Barton!" Helena stuck her tongue out.
"You know...I've been noticing too...what's eating at you lately?" Natasha changed the subject back to what Wanda had said.
Shit...shit...what to say?
"Eating?" Vision stared at Helena in confusion.
"It is just a saying. It is a way of asking what is bothering her." Wanda smiled at Vision.
"Oh...right." Vision nodded.
"You are just the cutest android, Vision." I laughed nervously.
"Thank you, Ms. Carter." Vision smiled politely.
"You are changing subject..." Pietro stared at Helena with suspicion.
"No I'm not." Helena snorted, unable to control herself.
"You only laugh uncontrollably when you are nervous, no?" Pietro smirked.
Bruce gave Helena a knowing look, urging her to come clean.
"O- -okay...so...there might be something I need to tell you..." Helena stammered.
"MY FRIENDS! IT IS SO WONDERFUL TO BE BACK!"
Thor came out of the elevator, making his way over to eat with us.
"Thor!" Helena smiled brightly.
Oh man is Thor a life saver...
"Lady Helena! I am glad to see that you are well again!" Thor grinned.
"Yeah I know! I feel so much bet- -"
Helena stopped and immediately frowned, her stomach grumbling.
OH WHY NOW?!
"Hey...are you alright?" Steve looked at Helena in worry.
Helena froze as she felt it coming up, but before it could come out, she swallowed as hard as she could, forcing it to go back down.
"Yup. Totally fine." Helena smiled.
Wanda suddenly perked up and stared at Helena with wide eyes.
"Wanda? What is wrong?" Pietro noticed his sister's expression.
Her eyes filled up with tears before she came over to hug Helena.
"I am so happy for you and Pietro!" Wanda kissed Helena's cheeks.
"Happy for what?" Pietro stared at Wanda and Helena in suspicion.
Wanda stopped and gave Helena an apologetic look.
You did not tell him?
Helena jumped at the voice in her head, but immediately recognized Wanda's voice.
"Not exactly..." She mumbled softly.
Helena stood up from her chair, gaining courage.
Enough is enough! Time to tell the family!
"I have something to tell all of you." Helena grew serious. "It was...very unexpected and I know it's going to be a long journey...like a really long one." Helena turned to Pietro, grabbing his hand. "I'm expecting..."
"...expecting what?" Pietro raised an eyebrow.
Is the man really that dense?
"Pietro, I'm pregnant." Helena clarified.
Everyone's eyes widened drastically, except for Wanda and Bruce, for they already figured it out. Pietro stood up and stared into Helena's eyes with such intensity, that Helena was afraid of Pietro's reaction like she had been to begin with. Pietro came over, Wanda carefully stepping out of the way as he stood in front of his girlfriend.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you right away...but I was terrified Pietro...but not anymore. I think we can do this together."
It had been minutes of pure silence, before Pietro cracked a smile and hugged Helena tightly, twirling her in his arms.
"Dragoste! I am so happy!" He grinned.
Pietro peppered kisses all over Helena's face before finally kissing her on the lips deeply.
"You mean, you're not mad?" Helena smiled.
"I am furious that I was not the first to know...you must make it up to me." Pietro winked at her.
"Wait a damn minute!" Tony stood up from his seat.
Helena sighed as she expected Tony's reaction to be a lot like this, but she tried to be patient instead of arguing.
"How long have you been pregnant?" Tony grew serious.
"A little over a month since my last mission. I was told at the hospital." Helena admitted.
Tony pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes as he tried to remain calm.
"Alright, well, no more missions for you." Tony decided.
"What?! Oh come on! I don't want to stay at home like some lonely loser that never socializes!" Helena whined.
"I am with him on this one, Helena. You are not going on missions." Pietro said.
"Really?" Helena pouted.
"Don't give me that face. I'm only protecting you and my little one." Pietro smirked.
"Yeah, he's gonna be a handful when he's born. Look at him, already causing trouble for his mother." Helena folded her arms.
"Who says it will be a boy?" Pietro chuckled.
"What? You think it's gonna be a girl?" Helena smiled.
"Maybe it will. And she will be my little printessa!" Pietro said.
Thor came over, surprising everyone when he lifted Pietro into the air by his shirt.
"Hey! What are you doing?!" Pietro yelped.
"Thor!" Steve yelled.
Helena's eyes widened with worry, as she seemed unsure of what to do. Thor lowered Pietro, their faces now inches from each other.
"Hurt Helena, give me any reason to injure you, and I will bring upon a punishment worse than death. Do you understand?" Thor spoke lowly.
Pietro nodded quickly, and just like that, he was back on the ground. Thor turned to Helena and placed a kiss on her forehead.
"Congratulations, my friend." Thor told her.
"T- - thanks." Helena stuttered.
What the hell just happened?
"So!" Tony clapped his hands together. "Who wants drinks?"
Helena glared at Tony.
"Except for you of course now that you're carrying for two!" Tony smiled nervously.
Well I hope you enjoyed it! Unfortunately, no smut. I suck at this...I'm sorry guys. Maybe it's because I don't want to fuck it up. I've never done smut before. 0-0 Anyway, I had fun writing this overall. Let me know what you think without sounding like a complete jerk please. I'd appreciate it and would do the same for you.