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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Bye, Dad."
       "Bye Kiddo," He said into the phone.
        I smiled to myself and set the phone on the counter. And felt arms wrap around my waist as I picked up my spatula to stir the eggs.
       "Who was that?" Peter, my husband, whispered before kissing my neck. It has been almost two years since our wedding. "Was it, Tony?"
       "Yeah, it was Dad." I smiled and set the scrambled eggs on two porcelain blue plates for us. Peter had to go to the Daily Bugle for work at 12pm. "Do you want me to grab the ketchup?"
      "Mm.. yeah." He kissed my forehead and took the plates to the dining table. I grabbed out some orange juice and filled some cups for us.
     "So," After a few minutes of eating, I took a sip of some orange juice. "Peter, I think I'm ready to have a baby. I mean, we're financially stable. Crime has slowed down for a while. I'm ready."
      Peter's jaw closed after a few minutes and blinked a couple times. He set his silverware down and stood up to go upstairs. I followed him down the hallway, the silence was killing me.
    "Pete!" I yelled as he got halfway up the staircase. He froze in his steps. "Say something, anything."
     He turned around still on the steps.
      "No."
"No?" I felt breathless and like I had been slapped across the face. His answer stung. "What do you mean, No?"
     "I can't, y/n." His bottom lip trembled and tears split out of the corners of his eyes painfully. "It wouldn't be safe to have a child and I'm a superhero. Honey. It's dangerous enough that we're married."
      "So, you're saying this is a mistake?" I chewed my cheek to keep focused, this was real. This was happening.
       "No, no." Peter tried to tell me but I shook my head.
        "So, it's dangerous to have a child? But, not to be married to me? It sounds like you regret this. Peter, I can handle the superhero life. What do you think Dad was training me for when we were dating? The suits, I made?"
      "I'm not saying that-"
       "No, that's exactly what you are saying." I laughed bitterly and walked upstairs to the bedroom. Ignoring the sight of one of the guest rooms that would be perfect for our child's bedroom.
     "Baby, what are you doing?"
      "Going to my parents house." I sighed setting the suitcase on the bed and packing clothes into it.
       "Stop, stop." Peter pleaded grabbing my wrists in his hands. "I don't think, it's just a good idea to have a child. I don't want her or him, to get hurt. Or worse, what if someone hurts us and the child ends up with no parents? Like I did?"
      I stared at the carpet feeling the hot tears stream and pulled my arms out of his grips to zip up the suitcase.
     "I can't... be here." Peter sighed painfully and grabbed my hand. "Peter, I wouldn't let that happen to my child. To our child. Dad wouldn't. Mom wouldn't. Bruce, Thor, Nat, Steve, they wouldn't either."
       "I know, I know." Peter wiped his eyes and looked back at me, pleading.
        "If you know, why do you doubt?" I asked not understanding. "Talk to me when you're ready. Okay?"
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        I stood on the balcony of the Stark Tower. My nightgown flowed in the cold wind and I shivered. I gripped the small test in my hand. I knew it wasn't just a thought, it was a feeling. I knew, I was pregnant.
      "Y/n." I heard the voice of the love of my life, Peter.
      I turned around to see him with his suit on, he let go of the web string and walked over to me. He pulled off his mask.
       "Peter."
        "I'm sorry. I thought about what you said. I'm just scared to be a Dad. I lost my own and my uncle. The pain that I felt, I don't want our child to feel that way. But, I'm going to fight for this. I'm going to fight to be with you and to see our kid grow up. I'm going to be there for him or her through everything. Every broken bone, school dance, first date, first heartbreak. Everything."
      I sobbed happily at his moving words and hugged him tightly.
      "I love you." I whispered before kissing him deeply. "I'm so happy that you said that because I'm.."
      I handed him the test and tears sprung to his eyes. His lips turned into a bright smile and he kissed every inch of my face.
     "We're having a kid." He laughed happily and I felt his hands travel to where the baby will be soon. "You're pregnant."
      "I am."
       "We're having a kid!" He laughed and shouted happily before doing a flip. I laughed through the happy tears and wrapped my arms around him as he returned back.
      "You're not scared?"
      "I'm terrified." He chuckled and kissed me lightly. "But, I know it'll be okay. We'll be okay. You know why? Because we're together. Through everything."
       "We're parents." I smiled before resting my forehead to his. I sighed with content. "You're a Dad."
         "You're a Mom." He smiled brightly and hugged me tightly.