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It’s been six months since Bucky and Y/N’s wedding. Y/N’s belly is now very round and the baby due in a few times.
To celebrate the six months anniversary, Bucky ordered a surprise dinner, after all, he just wanted to enjoy his last moment alone with Y/N before the baby comes to the world. He set everything, table, music, flowers, lights, everything was supposed to be perfect.
Y/N walks out of their bedroom, her very round belly is showing under Bucky’s t-shirt she borrowed.
“Please sit down Mrs Barnes”, Bucky tells her pulling a chair.
“Thank you, Mr. Barnes”, she smiles at him, sitting down on the chair. “So, what are we having tonight ?”, she asks.
“A very special dinner that should arrive any minute now”, he smiles back at her.
Bucky checks his watch on his right wrist. This is very strange, the restaurant promised that the delivery would arrive in less than fifteen minutes and still no sign of the delivery boy. Another fifteen minutes pass, still no delivery boy. In between, Y/N had to go to the bathroom several times, the baby pressing her bladder. She rises again and enters the bathroom when someone rings the bell.
“Finally”, Bucky says, throwing his hands in the air.
He opens the door to face a young man seeming uncomfortable.
“Mister Barnes ?”, that one asks, his face red and out of breath.
“Yes. What happened to you, I thought you would never come.”
“I’m sorry, the street was blocked, I think the Avengers are fighting a bad guy over there”, he replies to Bucky, his face getting redder.
“Come in”, Bucky tells him, sliding away from the door to make him enter. “Put the bags on the table”, he motions to the delivery guy, before closing the door and coming back a few seconds later from the kitchen with a bottle of water that he hands him.
“Thanks”, the boy says, taking a mouthful of water.
Bucky starts to fumble in the bags and takes out the boxes containing the food.
“Wait, that’s not what I ordered”, he exclaims, opening one of the boxes.
“Are you sure ?”, the delivery boy asks.
“Absolutely sure”, the metal-armed man replies.
“How is it possible, your name is on the paper.”
Bucky continues to open the boxes to find nothing he orders.
“Can you please explain this ?”, he questions. “I ordered a specific dinner because my wife is about to deliver and none of what I ordered is here.”
Delivery boy doesn’t know what to respond, that pisses Bucky more than he’s already.
“Don’t worry, I’m calling the restaurant”, the young man says, taking his phone out of his pocket, wanting to avoid the Winter Soldier’s wrath.
“Bucky !!!”, a scream comes from the bathroom, and barely a second later, Y/N goes out of the room, shuffling, a hand under her belly.
“Y/N, what’s going on ?”, Bucky asks her, running to her.
“My water broke, and I have contractions”, she replies. “We have to call an ambulance.”
“How long between two contractions ?”, the delivery boy questions, his phone in his hand.
“Less than a minute. And why are you interesting in knowing how many times between my contractions ? And who the hell are you ?”
“I’m Aaron”, he answers, “I’m a medical student, I work as a delivery boy to pay my school fees.”
“A little less than a minute”, she says, hissing with pain.
“You don’t have time to wait for an ambulance, the baby has to be delivered here.”
“What ?!”, Y/N and Bucky say in unison.
Another contraction makes Y/N double up. Bucky picks her up to lay her on their bed, motioning to Aaron to follow.
“Okay med student, you’ll help here, because I have no freaking idea of what I have to do, you’re here so you’ll do it. And I’ll call an ambulance.”
While Bucky goes to the other room, Aaron asks Y/N where he can find towels and basin to full of hot water. She shows him the bathroom door and explains to him that he’ll find everything he need in the cupboard.
“Where is he ?”, Bucky asks when he comes back.
“He needed some material”, Y/N hisses. “It hurts Bucky, I thought we would have a few more days before she decides to come and now, she’s about to be here and I can’t even have an epidural”, she almost cries.
“Don’t worry, everything will be alright.”
“Mr. Barnes, I’m going to need you to support your wife, please place yourself behind her and grab her hands for support”, Aaron commands to Bucky after he checked if the baby could go out. “Now Mrs Barnes, I’ll need you to push, push as strong as you can.”
Listening to Aaron’s advice and with Bucky encouraging her, Y/N starts to push. It takes forty-five minutes for the baby to be delivered. A beautiful and healthy baby girl who gives her first cry at the minute the doorbell rings.
“If you allow me”, Aaron says, raising on his feet to open the front door. He comes back a few second later with the paramedics, explaining them the situation. “You should check on them, but I think they are both okay, mother and child.”
When the paramedics enter the room, they are greeted with the sight of Y/N and Bucky, looking down at their daughter, Miss Rebecca Winifred Barnes.