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ericadawn16Title: Friends to the End: The One Where Pepper Gives Birth
Author: Ericadawn16
Prompt: The wonderful mash-up of Friends and Avengers
Character/Pairing(s): Clint/Jessica Drew, Jessica Drew/Vange Whedon, Tony/Pepper, Phil/Clint, Clint/Natasha, Clint/?, Natasha/?
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Slash, lots of slash, mild language
Spoilers: a few references here and there, nothing big
Summary: Pepper is giving birth to the triplets.
Beta: HUGE Thanks to lavendergaia and Valoscope
The One Where Pepper Gives Birth
April 16, 2017
Natasha was anxious for Phil to come so she could leave. She didn't do these sorts of situations well. Making things worse was Rae who had been in the actual room with Pepper but now sat outside it with Natasha. Instead of focusing on the screaming and crying from Pepper, she began to study the artwork and interior decorating of Charles' school.
"It's because it's triplets, right? Labor's okay now with the drugs and everything, right?" Rae asked, rubbing her large stomach.
"Sure," Natasha agreed. There was a sort of screech that sounded like Pepper and Rae left the hallway in the direction of the washroom.
"What happened with her?" asked Phil, walking up.
"I wasn't reassuring enough that her labor would be different," she answered. Phil glanced in the direction of the door that Pepper was behind. Then, he looked towards where Rae had escaped.
"I'm going to make a call and see if she needs anything," he said. She nodded. With any luck, he'd fix everything. He was good at that. Darcy was getting better at it.
After a moment, he returned.
"What took you so long?" she asked. They both knew she meant coming here and not just now with Rae.
"Loki was bored. In this case, bored meant reprogramming all of Times Square to play a David Bowie video from four years ago over and over," Phil explained. "The advertising companies are on our asses about it but I prefer this version of Loki being bored to blowing up Manhattan or that time he decided to fight Dr. Doom."
"That worked out alright," she argued.
"Except for leveling half of Latveria," Phil pointed out. She shrugged.
"He really likes his Bowie."
"He does. He has quite the knowledge of 70s rock music," he spoke. She knew that tone. Phil was implying there was to it and he could be right. However, some things about the past deserved to be buried.
"Considering those outfits, I think Asgardians are predisposed to like 70s rock," Natasha joked. He smiled briefly.
"The press is all stationed around Avengers Tower since they can't come here," Phil explained. She hated the press. As if they had nothing better to do than follow herself, her teammates and everyone they'd ever met around all day.
"She's told Tony not to come until she calls him."
She'd expected as much.
"How much of a fight did he put up?" Natasha asked.
"Not as much as I'd anticipated. Something's going on with him," Phil commented. She was pretty sure that had to do with the love or lust spell that Loki put on Tony and Steve. However, revealing that information would involve admitting that she knew Loki more than casual conversation at the apartment that Coulson and Loki shared.
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"We need to stop doing this," Steve spoke although he made no move to disentangle himself from Tony. They were lying in his bed at Avengers Tower.
"Yep, tomorrow, I'll get right on that..." Tony agreed in a way that didn't sound very committed.
"Tony...you already tried every scientific method you could think of. Nothing's working...obviously," Steve pointed out. Tony made his grumpy sound and rolled away from him.
"I'm not asking Loki. I know he has to be behind this but I don't want to give him that satisfaction," Tony complained.
"Our only magical ally is Wanda and she's not making herself that available lately," Steve told him.
"Can you blame her after London?" Tony asked. Steve shook his head. Wanda being dumped at the altar by Clint Barton was probably the worst moment of her life although he didn't remember all of it. One moment, he was watching Clint and Wanda with the vicar and the next moment, Clint and Phil were missing.
Tony got off the bed, pushed his phone further away on the wardrobe and looked out the window that overlooked the Chrysler Building. Steve found the familiar building comforting under any other circumstances but not at this moment.
Steve knew what Tony was doing now. In a way, he'd used him just now.
"You're trying to ignore not being there for Pepper," he spoke.
"She has a point. It's not like I could do anything for her. They're not my triplets. Her brother and his wife are there. They're taking them home," Tony explained. "I'm fine. She's doing all the work."
"I think you've been miserable ever since she broke up with you and you won't admit it. I know she wants her space but you've also been together about a decade or more? Ask her for marriage," Steve suggested.
"Even if that was on the table," Tony said and gave him a death stare. "Which it's not, I have to stand by Pepper's decision because she's always stood by mine."
Tony's phone rang. Steve saw that glimmer of anticipation in his brown eyes but JARVIS informed them, "Janet is on the phone." Then, the glimmer was gone and Tony picked up the device.
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Natasha wasn't sure what Phil's plan was about helping Rae until Jessica walked in with Danielle in a baby carrier and carrying a baby bag.
"You said to come?" she asked. Phil and Natasha walked over to her.
"Yes, Rae Rhodes is in the bathroom and won't come out. If you could talk to her and calm her down about her pregnancy, I'd appreciate it," Phil explained. After a moment, Jessica nodded. She dumped the bag on the floor and put the carrier on a chair. Then, she nodded at Phil.
'She's not leaving the baby behind, is she?' Natasha asked in her head. However, she left for the bathroom without taking the infant with her. Maybe she would sleep through it all. She was what...two weeks? Three weeks? How long ago was Barton's non-wedding?
Naturally, the infant seemed to know her mother was no longer present and started to wail. Phil was unflappable as always. He walked across to the carrier, took her out of the complicated thing and bought her back to the bench where he'd been sitting next to Natasha.
"Shh," he hissed and made other sounds as he rubbed the infant's back. Danielle stopped crying and turned her head to study Natasha. She waved and the baby's brown eyes seemed to focus on them for a second. Then, the baby laid her head against Phil's chest.
"You make it seem so easy," she commented.
"I was the oldest of nine children. There were always babies," Phil explained. Natasha hadn't really thought about it when he baby sat Ben but then, Ben had been older. Clint's ex-wife hadn't let Ben out of her sight until he was three months old. Now, Natasha saw how skilled Phil was with Danielle and how his blue eyes lit up.
"You should have been a father," she stated.
"You mean being there when times get tough, imparting sage advice that gets ignored and cleaning up the mess afterwards?" he asked. "I do that already."
He looked at Danielle as he said this. Natasha gave him a patented stare until she received a different answer.
"I think it's probably too late for that."
No, SHIELD and the Avengers did take up most of his time even if men could reproduce for basically their whole lives.
"Here, why don't you hold her?" Phil suggested and before she could refuse him, he was moving the baby to her.
"I...I don't..." she started to argue but you really couldn't argue with Phil. She found herself letting him fold her arms into the right position for her to lay on her chest as Danielle had been doing with him. She was so tiny and fragile; trusting Natasha not to suddenly drop her or not support her head. Natasha couldn't remember ever having such blind trust.
Danielle's diaper must have recently been changed because she still smelled like powder and dried milk. This wasn't so bad. She caught herself smiling and Phil caught it, too.
"I'm still never doing it," Natasha maintained.
"I know," he agreed. His blue eyes focused on Danielle again. "I feel sort of responsible."
"Why? You didn't force them to have sex," she reminded him. They were young and thus, even more likely to make stupid decisions.
"No, but Parker was able to have the party because," Phil started, and then paused. He seemed to check for them being alone, looked at the infant again and admitted, "I kept May otherwise distracted so he could have the house for the party."
He was such a gentleman that he couldn't admit to having sex with May in public. She couldn't help thinking of their occasional trysts and how sometimes she and Clint would try to outdo each other with him. A smirk crossed her face.
"It's not funny," Phil argued.
"It kind of is," she retorted back.
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When Phil entered the apartment, Loki was strung along a couch, furiously writing in his journal. The thought struck him that Loki had been waiting for him but he didn't let himself keep it. It was dangerous to assume too much without anything to back it up.
Still, he had stopped what he had been doing and looked up.
"Miss Potts is fine. The one boy and two girls she delivered are all fine as well," Phil informed him.
"Two girls?" Loki asked.
"Yes, your namesake turned out to be a girl," he confirmed.
"Then, I trust her name will reflect something more appropriate?" Loki asked. Kurt and Amanda had given Pepper the chance to name the third baby who was supposed to be a boy. Loki had used this chance to trick her into naming it Loki. Phil was inwardly amused at how confused Loki became at a girl having his name.
"Actually, they quite liked the name. They may keep it," he insisted and fought not to smile as Loki glowered. Then, he went to gather his clothes and shower. It ended up being a pretty good day. Jessica and Rae even seemed to bond.
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Tony slowly opened the door and started to tiptoe inside. He wasn't sure what the protocol for this was. As a general rule, he tried to avoid babies at all costs. They were germy and smelly and drooled all over everything but even worse than that was when they were cute and bought out weird feelings that he didn't want to think about. It was the same sort of feelings he had around Harley, like maybe he wouldn't be so bad after all at that whole fath-
No, no, it was just better not to think about stuff like that.
"Tony, just get over here," Pepper told him and he knew that tone. She was in a normal bed, sitting up with the babies on her lap. He stood over her until she motioned for the empty spot beside her.
"This is your Uncle Tony. I doubt you figured it out yet but you're going to have a lot of aunts and uncles," Pepper explained.
"But I plan on being your favorite uncle," he informed them. "Okay, introduce me."
"This one," she spoke and touched an infant with a blue blanket. "His name is Maximilian Alexander Wagner."
"I'm going to call you Max," Tony stated. Pepper giggled. "He looks normal."
His skin was a little blotchy but not blue and his straight black hair was peeking out of his blue cap.
"He has yellow eyes," she explained. "Now, the middle one, her name is Grace Virginia Wagner."
Her skin was a light blue. On the other hand, the third baby resembled Kurt, including black hair, midnight blue skin and a tail that twitched.
"This is Lakhi Maria Wagner," Pepper told him with a smile.
"He was a she," Tony said and couldn't help chuckling. "I wish I could have seen his face."
"You'll have to ask Phil. I'm sure he'll tell him," she said.
He was glad she ended up being a girl, not just so she wouldn't be named Loki but because Pepper was able to give
her that middle name. It was hard to believe that it was a little over a year now since Maria had died.
Tony put a hand on her shoulder and squeezed.
"You did good, Potts," he told her.
"Well," she corrected him yet he had made her smile.
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Author: Ericadawn16
Prompt: The wonderful mash-up of Friends and Avengers
Character/Pairing(s): Clint/Jessica Drew, Jessica Drew/Vange Whedon, Tony/Pepper, Phil/Clint, Clint/Natasha, Clint/?, Natasha/?
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Slash, lots of slash, mild language
Spoilers: a few references here and there, nothing big
Summary: Pepper is giving birth to the triplets.
Beta: HUGE Thanks to lavendergaia and Valoscope
The One Where Pepper Gives Birth
April 16, 2017
Natasha was anxious for Phil to come so she could leave. She didn't do these sorts of situations well. Making things worse was Rae who had been in the actual room with Pepper but now sat outside it with Natasha. Instead of focusing on the screaming and crying from Pepper, she began to study the artwork and interior decorating of Charles' school.
"It's because it's triplets, right? Labor's okay now with the drugs and everything, right?" Rae asked, rubbing her large stomach.
"Sure," Natasha agreed. There was a sort of screech that sounded like Pepper and Rae left the hallway in the direction of the washroom.
"What happened with her?" asked Phil, walking up.
"I wasn't reassuring enough that her labor would be different," she answered. Phil glanced in the direction of the door that Pepper was behind. Then, he looked towards where Rae had escaped.
"I'm going to make a call and see if she needs anything," he said. She nodded. With any luck, he'd fix everything. He was good at that. Darcy was getting better at it.
After a moment, he returned.
"What took you so long?" she asked. They both knew she meant coming here and not just now with Rae.
"Loki was bored. In this case, bored meant reprogramming all of Times Square to play a David Bowie video from four years ago over and over," Phil explained. "The advertising companies are on our asses about it but I prefer this version of Loki being bored to blowing up Manhattan or that time he decided to fight Dr. Doom."
"That worked out alright," she argued.
"Except for leveling half of Latveria," Phil pointed out. She shrugged.
"He really likes his Bowie."
"He does. He has quite the knowledge of 70s rock music," he spoke. She knew that tone. Phil was implying there was to it and he could be right. However, some things about the past deserved to be buried.
"Considering those outfits, I think Asgardians are predisposed to like 70s rock," Natasha joked. He smiled briefly.
"The press is all stationed around Avengers Tower since they can't come here," Phil explained. She hated the press. As if they had nothing better to do than follow herself, her teammates and everyone they'd ever met around all day.
"She's told Tony not to come until she calls him."
She'd expected as much.
"How much of a fight did he put up?" Natasha asked.
"Not as much as I'd anticipated. Something's going on with him," Phil commented. She was pretty sure that had to do with the love or lust spell that Loki put on Tony and Steve. However, revealing that information would involve admitting that she knew Loki more than casual conversation at the apartment that Coulson and Loki shared.
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"We need to stop doing this," Steve spoke although he made no move to disentangle himself from Tony. They were lying in his bed at Avengers Tower.
"Yep, tomorrow, I'll get right on that..." Tony agreed in a way that didn't sound very committed.
"Tony...you already tried every scientific method you could think of. Nothing's working...obviously," Steve pointed out. Tony made his grumpy sound and rolled away from him.
"I'm not asking Loki. I know he has to be behind this but I don't want to give him that satisfaction," Tony complained.
"Our only magical ally is Wanda and she's not making herself that available lately," Steve told him.
"Can you blame her after London?" Tony asked. Steve shook his head. Wanda being dumped at the altar by Clint Barton was probably the worst moment of her life although he didn't remember all of it. One moment, he was watching Clint and Wanda with the vicar and the next moment, Clint and Phil were missing.
Tony got off the bed, pushed his phone further away on the wardrobe and looked out the window that overlooked the Chrysler Building. Steve found the familiar building comforting under any other circumstances but not at this moment.
Steve knew what Tony was doing now. In a way, he'd used him just now.
"You're trying to ignore not being there for Pepper," he spoke.
"She has a point. It's not like I could do anything for her. They're not my triplets. Her brother and his wife are there. They're taking them home," Tony explained. "I'm fine. She's doing all the work."
"I think you've been miserable ever since she broke up with you and you won't admit it. I know she wants her space but you've also been together about a decade or more? Ask her for marriage," Steve suggested.
"Even if that was on the table," Tony said and gave him a death stare. "Which it's not, I have to stand by Pepper's decision because she's always stood by mine."
Tony's phone rang. Steve saw that glimmer of anticipation in his brown eyes but JARVIS informed them, "Janet is on the phone." Then, the glimmer was gone and Tony picked up the device.
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Natasha wasn't sure what Phil's plan was about helping Rae until Jessica walked in with Danielle in a baby carrier and carrying a baby bag.
"You said to come?" she asked. Phil and Natasha walked over to her.
"Yes, Rae Rhodes is in the bathroom and won't come out. If you could talk to her and calm her down about her pregnancy, I'd appreciate it," Phil explained. After a moment, Jessica nodded. She dumped the bag on the floor and put the carrier on a chair. Then, she nodded at Phil.
'She's not leaving the baby behind, is she?' Natasha asked in her head. However, she left for the bathroom without taking the infant with her. Maybe she would sleep through it all. She was what...two weeks? Three weeks? How long ago was Barton's non-wedding?
Naturally, the infant seemed to know her mother was no longer present and started to wail. Phil was unflappable as always. He walked across to the carrier, took her out of the complicated thing and bought her back to the bench where he'd been sitting next to Natasha.
"Shh," he hissed and made other sounds as he rubbed the infant's back. Danielle stopped crying and turned her head to study Natasha. She waved and the baby's brown eyes seemed to focus on them for a second. Then, the baby laid her head against Phil's chest.
"You make it seem so easy," she commented.
"I was the oldest of nine children. There were always babies," Phil explained. Natasha hadn't really thought about it when he baby sat Ben but then, Ben had been older. Clint's ex-wife hadn't let Ben out of her sight until he was three months old. Now, Natasha saw how skilled Phil was with Danielle and how his blue eyes lit up.
"You should have been a father," she stated.
"You mean being there when times get tough, imparting sage advice that gets ignored and cleaning up the mess afterwards?" he asked. "I do that already."
He looked at Danielle as he said this. Natasha gave him a patented stare until she received a different answer.
"I think it's probably too late for that."
No, SHIELD and the Avengers did take up most of his time even if men could reproduce for basically their whole lives.
"Here, why don't you hold her?" Phil suggested and before she could refuse him, he was moving the baby to her.
"I...I don't..." she started to argue but you really couldn't argue with Phil. She found herself letting him fold her arms into the right position for her to lay on her chest as Danielle had been doing with him. She was so tiny and fragile; trusting Natasha not to suddenly drop her or not support her head. Natasha couldn't remember ever having such blind trust.
Danielle's diaper must have recently been changed because she still smelled like powder and dried milk. This wasn't so bad. She caught herself smiling and Phil caught it, too.
"I'm still never doing it," Natasha maintained.
"I know," he agreed. His blue eyes focused on Danielle again. "I feel sort of responsible."
"Why? You didn't force them to have sex," she reminded him. They were young and thus, even more likely to make stupid decisions.
"No, but Parker was able to have the party because," Phil started, and then paused. He seemed to check for them being alone, looked at the infant again and admitted, "I kept May otherwise distracted so he could have the house for the party."
He was such a gentleman that he couldn't admit to having sex with May in public. She couldn't help thinking of their occasional trysts and how sometimes she and Clint would try to outdo each other with him. A smirk crossed her face.
"It's not funny," Phil argued.
"It kind of is," she retorted back.
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When Phil entered the apartment, Loki was strung along a couch, furiously writing in his journal. The thought struck him that Loki had been waiting for him but he didn't let himself keep it. It was dangerous to assume too much without anything to back it up.
Still, he had stopped what he had been doing and looked up.
"Miss Potts is fine. The one boy and two girls she delivered are all fine as well," Phil informed him.
"Two girls?" Loki asked.
"Yes, your namesake turned out to be a girl," he confirmed.
"Then, I trust her name will reflect something more appropriate?" Loki asked. Kurt and Amanda had given Pepper the chance to name the third baby who was supposed to be a boy. Loki had used this chance to trick her into naming it Loki. Phil was inwardly amused at how confused Loki became at a girl having his name.
"Actually, they quite liked the name. They may keep it," he insisted and fought not to smile as Loki glowered. Then, he went to gather his clothes and shower. It ended up being a pretty good day. Jessica and Rae even seemed to bond.
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Tony slowly opened the door and started to tiptoe inside. He wasn't sure what the protocol for this was. As a general rule, he tried to avoid babies at all costs. They were germy and smelly and drooled all over everything but even worse than that was when they were cute and bought out weird feelings that he didn't want to think about. It was the same sort of feelings he had around Harley, like maybe he wouldn't be so bad after all at that whole fath-
No, no, it was just better not to think about stuff like that.
"Tony, just get over here," Pepper told him and he knew that tone. She was in a normal bed, sitting up with the babies on her lap. He stood over her until she motioned for the empty spot beside her.
"This is your Uncle Tony. I doubt you figured it out yet but you're going to have a lot of aunts and uncles," Pepper explained.
"But I plan on being your favorite uncle," he informed them. "Okay, introduce me."
"This one," she spoke and touched an infant with a blue blanket. "His name is Maximilian Alexander Wagner."
"I'm going to call you Max," Tony stated. Pepper giggled. "He looks normal."
His skin was a little blotchy but not blue and his straight black hair was peeking out of his blue cap.
"He has yellow eyes," she explained. "Now, the middle one, her name is Grace Virginia Wagner."
Her skin was a light blue. On the other hand, the third baby resembled Kurt, including black hair, midnight blue skin and a tail that twitched.
"This is Lakhi Maria Wagner," Pepper told him with a smile.
"He was a she," Tony said and couldn't help chuckling. "I wish I could have seen his face."
"You'll have to ask Phil. I'm sure he'll tell him," she said.
He was glad she ended up being a girl, not just so she wouldn't be named Loki but because Pepper was able to give
her that middle name. It was hard to believe that it was a little over a year now since Maria had died.
Tony put a hand on her shoulder and squeezed.
"You did good, Potts," he told her.
"Well," she corrected him yet he had made her smile.
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Date: 2013-06-28 05:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-18 05:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-02 07:52 pm (UTC)Phil was implying there was to it and he could be right.
I think you missed the word "more" there.
I rather like the idea of Loki playing Bowie. He seems to be sending a message to Natasha that only she would understand.
It suits Wanda that she would go into hiding, though I am surprised she is not more vengeful at Clint. I mean typically she is hell on heels when wronged, from what I remember of her.
I kind of like Tony struggling with his natural emotions all the while being with Steve. It is a strange sort of paradox.
It suits Clint to be the "father" of the Avengers.
Psh, Loki seems like a pretty unisex name to me.
Nice work, as always.
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Date: 2013-07-18 05:36 am (UTC)That is a thought, yes.
Thanks for finding the mistake.
Yes, exactly.
Hmm, well, I figure Wanda might not be so inclined if she knows her dad and brother are going to get even eventually...and they will.
Yes.
Interesting.
Hehe, true but probably for the best in the long run.
Now, the newest chapter that I'm putting up has the aftermath of rape which I know is touchy so if you feel you're not up to it, tell me and I'll find someone else for this chapter.
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Date: 2013-07-18 05:20 pm (UTC)no subject
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