Hey guys! I've been wanting to do this prompt for a while. Tony and Pepper are married and Pepper is 7 months almost 8 months pregnant at the time. I hope you all like it.

Prompt: The Birth of Peter Parker

Lol update I got lazy at the end and yeah. I didn't re read this either so lolololol YOLO

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Pepper and Tony were just setting up their babies nursery with all of the toys and decorations they had bought. It consisted of stuffed animals, teething toys, and a lot of pillows with very expensive furniture and a mother's nest in the corner. Pepper was setting up pillows in the corner while Tony was putting together a dresser.

Pepper had always had anxiety, but it only became worse when she had gotten pregnant about 7 months ago. No, it wasn't because she was pregnant, it was because she was worried about her babies health. What if the baby was born sick or hurt in some way. What if her baby didn't even survive his birth? These thoughts swarmed Peppers mind day in and day out. She ate healthily, never went around and dangerous chemicals, stayed away from smoke, and always made sure to stay clean just so her baby can be ok. But something's no one can control. Pepper had heard of some parents who had genetics weren't compatible and caused there child to have a variety of conditions. She would hate to see her child suffer like that.

"Tony," Pepper began. "What if something goes wrong?" Her hands went into her stomach as she stood up. Tony quickly walked over kneeling down in front of  Pepper's stomach. He put his ear on it and smiled turning his head to kiss it.

"Well, you never know if something will go wrong. But if it does, he'll be ok." Tony then stood up to pull Pepper into his arms. "I promise, our baby will be ok, alright?" He smiled sincerely. "And you, little guy, will be the best kid the world has ever seen."

The couple then went to there room and laid down, Peppers head resting in Tony's lap. "It'll be alright, honey. I promise."

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-One Week Later-

Once again, Pepper was in the nursery sitting in the corner setting down some soft plushies. But this time, she had the company of Natasha. Natasha had never had nor wanted a child, but she was good at comforting Pepper. Plus she was the only other women who lived in the tower, sometimes it's nice just to have a girls day.

"How are you doing, Pepper?" Natasha asked.

"Alright, I guess. I just feel, off you know?" Pepper sighed. "I can't help but feel then something bad is going to happen."

Natasha crouched and sat down beside Pepper putting one hand on her stomach. She could feel the slight movements of the baby and smiled.

"This little guy will be ok. He's a Stark, tough, a fighter. As long as you give him love and comfort, everything will be ok, Pepper."

Natasha always acted tough around the guys, but when she was just around Pepper, anyone could she she was a very kind, motherly person. She couldn't wait for the baby to be born. She really had loved children, but this one would be her nephew. A child she could love and care for, a child she could protect and help raise.

"Alright. Thank you for spending today with me Natasha. I really needed it."

Natasha smiled sweetly. "It's not a problem. Sometimes us girls must stay together, especially since boys don't go through this sort of thing." Natasha winked and they both laughed. "I've always go your back Pepper, you know that, right?"

"Yea, I know." Pepper then leaned on her friends shoulder.

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-1 week later-

Pepper was at him alone since Tony had gone with the team to relax at a sports bar he had reserved a while ago. Of course Pepper was hesitant to let him go, but she couldn't keep holding Tony back from doing things. For the next few hours Pepper was on her phone, getting some work done until she knew something was off.

Very, off.

And then it happened.

Her water broke on her fucking $100k (£77,251) bedsheets. But that's not what she was worried about. She was worried about the fact that it was way to early for this to happen. She just turned 8 months pregnant as of yesterday. She began to have contractions and that's when she started full in panicking.

"F-Fuck! F.R.I.D.A.Y! C-Call Tony, Now!" Pepper was close to hysterics.

As soon as Pepper called Tony picked up.

"Yo."

"Tony! My water just fucking broke!" Pepper was sobbing. All of her fears were beginning to resurface.

"W-what? Are you serious?" Tony sounded panicked.

"Yes! Tony it's too early! I-It's too early!" Pepper sobbed.

"Alright, all right I'm on my way. Everything will be ok Pepper." Tony tried to keep his voice calm.

Pepper them heard loud chatter in the background.

"Pepper we are coming, just breathe. Everything will be ok. In and out." Pepper couldn't stop crying though. She knew something was going to happen but she really wasn't ready. She cried for her baby that she had tried so hard to keep safe, and happy, and healthy. The pain was increasing. And she didn't even realized she had dropped her phone. She was too busy sobbing and panicking.

"What if he doesn't survive? What if he is sick? What if-" her thoughts were interrupted when she realized she was being carried.

In no time at all she was okay the hospital being wheeled into a room. Tony was with her the whole time holding her hand while there baby was being born. As soon as there baby was born, there were urgent voices, but no crying. Tony's eyes were wide and full of tears while Pepper screamed to hold her kid.

"My baby! M-my baby!" She screamed over and over as the doctors took away the silent child. Tears streamed down her face like waterfalls and Tony pulled her into a hug as tears left his eyes as well. 

"Tony! Where's my baby! He wasn't crying!" Pepper sobbed. Tony could only pull her closer in response.

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Pepper had to stay in a hospital room for the next three days before she could see her child for the first time.Tony had decided to stay with her the whole time, holding her as she cried out for her child.  It turns out, the baby's lungs were very underdeveloped and he had stopped breathing on his own. They needed to keep him at the hospital to help him with staying warm and get to breathing without assistance.

"Tony, will they let us in?" Pepper asked eagerly as they walked down the hallway hand and hand to the room their baby will be staying in.

"I-I'm not sure. It'll be okay honey." He replied with a sad smile.

Once they arrived at the room a doctor was there to greet them. She told the couple that he was in a bed which was covered so he couldn't contract any illnesses. The only way of contact was through the whole in the sides you could slip a single finger into. Pepper just wanted to hold and love her baby, and Tony wanted the baby to be happy.

As they walked into the room though, is when they finally saw him. He was so small, only 4lbs (1.8kg). He was crying and slightly moving his arms like he was trying to grab hold of something. He has big brown innocent eyes with long, damp eyelashes from his tears. His hair was a medium brown and curly, though he didn't have a lot just yet. The two of them approached the bed and pulled up a chair. He had a breathing tube in and a breathing mask, which made a puff sound every time he took a breath.

The two parents took in the sight of their child and their hearts filled with love. Tony stuck a finger through one of the holes towards the crying baby so he could have some sort of comfort. To his amazement them baby stopped crying and grabbed onto his finger and began to coo. Pepper had silent tears rolling down her face of happiness that her baby was ok. The baby locked eyes with Pepper and giggles a little bit. The new parents hearts just melted.

"Oh, Peter..." Pepper whispered wanting to hold her child, but unable too. Tony hm'd.

"Peter? I love it honey." Tony placed a kiss on her forehead. "And for you munchkin. I love you. And once you get all better mommy and daddy will get to finally hold you, how does that sound baby?" Tears silently rolled down Tony's cheeks now. "I love you, Peter."

And just like that, baby Peter fell asleep.

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A month later Peter was finally able to go home with him family. After a month he was finally able to feel the warm heart beat of his mother, and the caring touch of his father. After a month he was able to feel loved. After a month he was able to giggle. After a month he was able to see his other family.

"We love you, Peter."

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Well that's cheesy and weird. Watever. Thanks for reading!