#like glad u defected but next time do it before you nearly kill me

[renegadesfanfic]

Can u do something about Jackie finding out and then telling Steve she’s pregnant

I’m sorry for how long this took! Thank you for sending this in!! This is actually how I plan on it playing out in the actual story but with more details, hope you enjoy it!

Jacqueline was laid out on the hotel bed, simmering in the silence that surrounded her. The rain had just started to fall in London. It was the perfect weather to follow Peggy’s funeral.

She was all alone.

Sharon had left after news reports reached them about the bombing at the signing of the Accords. Steve and Sam left when it was shown that the possible culprit was Bucky.

“You’re leaving?”

“I’m sorry, I have to find him before they do.”

Of course. When it came to Bucky, Steve was willing to do anything for him. He was his best friend. She couldn’t ask him to stay. She reluctantly agreed. Steve told her to get some rest and that he would see her soon. So that’s what she did. She spent the next hour lying on the hotel bed, her eyes staring at the ceiling. Her mind reeling over the grief she felt over losing Peggy. It was eating away at her.

She needed to do something to distract herself. She ordered food from room service and it arrived about thirty minutes later. She sat on the bed and began to slowly eat.

For a moment, Jacqueline had wished she’d gone with Steve. It would have been a lot better than to just sit in this hotel room…alone. However, Steve was rather adamant that she stay here. She had almost fainted in the church after Peggy’s funeral, and she hadn’t been feeling all that well the past few days. He didn’t want to risk making her feel even worse.

Jacqueline could feel her stomach lurch. She paused, food still in her mouth, when she felt something slither up her throat. She jumped from the bed and ran to the bathroom and vomited into the toilet. When she finished, Jacqueline flushed the bile down and struggled to pull herself up to her feet. She steadied her hands on the sink, feeling another wave of dizziness hit her.

What the hell is wrong with me?

She turned on the faucet and rinsed her mouth out with water, then retreated back to the bed. She had to put the food away, even just the sight of it was making her feel sick. Jacqueline gently laid herself on the bed, hoping that getting some sleep would make it go away.

However, as she laid there, she began to run through all the symptoms she’s been experiencing the past few weeks. Nausea, dizziness, vomiting, and food cravings. She could feel her stomach lurch at that last one. Food cravings. Jacqueline turned to lay on her back, feeling a small sense of dread start to come over her. Nausea, dizziness, vomiting, and food cravings, those were all signs of….no.

She shook her head, “no, it can’t be.” Then, it hit her. Her period had been somewhat…inconsistent. Very light, not lasting the same amount of time. It did alarm her at first, but she just chalked it up to her being stressed from her. But now she was putting all the pieces together.

Jacqueline sat up in bed, her hand slowly went to rest against her flat stomach. Could it be? “Oh my god.”

There was only one way to find out.

She went to the nearest pharmacy and purchased two pregnancy tests. Upon returning to her hotel room, she wasted no time. She tore open the pregnancy tests, quickly read through the instructions.

If you are not pregnant, the words “not pregnant” will appear. If you are, then the word “pregnant” will appear.

She took the tests, set them down on the bathroom counter and then waited. The instructions said that the results would be ready five minutes after taking the test. She set a timer  on her phone and began to pace about the room, panicking over what it would say.

If she was pregnant, what the hell was she going to do? This was the worst possible time for her to get pregnant. She and Steve have only been together a little over a year. They haven’t even talked about having kids. Usually couples would discuss getting married first.

“Fuck,” she sat down on the bed. How could this have happened? They always used protection, they were never stupid about it. It had to have been defective. That’s the only way this could’ve happened.

Her phone buzzed as the timer ran out. Five minutes was already up. She stared at the bathroom, the two tests sitting on the counter, dripping with intimidation. Need to find out. She pushed herself off the bed and wandered into the bathroom. Her heart pounded against her chest, throat constricting. She picked up both tests, her hands shaking with the anticipation. Then, she saw the word she had been dreading.

Pregnant

Time seemed to slow down. Her gazed fixed from one test to the other. She couldn’t believe it…she was pregnant. Her back pressed against the bathroom wall, then slid down the wall until she was sitting on the floor.

“This can’t be happening…” she whispered to herself. She stared down at the tests in her hands, each time she read the word, her heart would beat faster. She felt nauseous, not able to comprehend the information that was just placed upon her, at the worst time too.

She dropped the tests next to her and washed her hands down her face. “What the hell do I do?”  

She had to call Steve. Or her mother. Who does she tell first? How the fuck does she even start to process all of this?

Her hand slowly moved to her stomach, as she looked down, her tears welled up with tears. “What am I going to do?”

The next day, Jacqueline was standing in the Joint Counter Terrorist Centre in Berlin, exhausted and nauseous. Tony had found her in London, practically begging her to come with him to Berlin.

“It’s about Steve.”

Steve had found Bucky…so did the task force. Steve, Bucky, and Sam were brought in. Bucky was kept in a secured room, while Sam and Steve were kept in the main control room. But Tony didn’t just bring her to ease her worry over Steve, no there was more to it than that.

“Just talk to him for me.”

“About the Accords? You know he’s not going to listen to me.”

“Yeah, well, you two are together. I’m sure he values your opinion.”

“He’s a grown man, Tony. I’m not going to force him to do anything.”

It almost turned into a full fledge argument between Tony and Jacqueline. The latter finally bit her tongue and agreed to do it. But she made sure to tell him that he better not expect any kind of results.

She stepped into the enclosed meeting room in the middle of the control room. Steve was already sitting at the table, his back towards her, still trying to calm down from the conversation he had with Tony not too long ago. But she paused as the nausea hit her again.

Come on, keep it together.

She took a deep breath, then pressed forward. Steve turned in his seat upon hearing her behind him, he sighed before shaking his head. “Tony asked you to come here.”

Jacqueline nodded quietly. “Yeah,” she gently sat down in the seat across from him. “He knew I was worried about you. And, he wanted me to talk to you about the Accords.”

Steve straightened in his seat, letting out a frustrated groan. “He tried talking to me about it again and it,” he shook his head again, tired over having the same argument with him. “It didn’t know the way either of us wanted.”

“Guess that’s where I come in.” She answered, completely deadpan.

“You changed your stance on the Accords?”

Jacqueline thought for a moment, really trying to hide the fact that she felt like passing out. She cleared her throat, then rested her cheek against her hand. “No, I haven’t. I don’t even know what to say to you. You’re capable of making your own decisions, I would never dare to tell you what to do.”

He reached for her hand, glancing around to make sure no one was watching them. They still had to keep their relationship quiet. “I do appreciate that, but I do want to know how you feel about it all.”

“I don’t really care about the Accords anymore.” She brushed her thumb over his hand. “I’ve got…other things on my mind.”

He leaned a little closer, his brows creased with worry. “Is everything alright?”

Oh god, she stood from her seat and stared out the glass, how was she supposed to tell him? Does she just come right out and say it? Or, should she ease him into the information? Either way, it was going to surprise him. She still couldn’t believe that it happened.

“Hey,” Steve stood from his chair and walked over to her, forcing himself to not wrap her in his arms. Not with this many people around them. “Jacks, what’s wrong?”

She slowly turned to face him, nearly bursting into tears at the concerned look in his eyes. She opened her mouth, trying to speak, but she choked back a sob and her eyes filled with tears. “I don’t know how to tell you,” she tearfully admitted.

This was killing him. All he wanted to do was hug her and tell her that, whatever was bothering her, it would all be okay. But he was caught off guard by how Jacqueline nearly fell into him, he caught her, arms holding her close to him.

“Hey, are you alright?”

She wasn’t. Crying didn’t make her nausea any better. She literally almost passed out.

Her hands held onto his arms for support, allowing the wave to settle down. “I-yeah, I’m fine.”

Steve wasn’t convinced. He guided her over to the chair, “Do you want me to get you some water?”

Jacqueline shook her head as she eased herself down into the chair. “It’s okay, I’m fine.”

Steve occupied the seat in front of her, inching himself closer to her. “No, you’re not. Tony shouldn’t have brought you here.”

“I’m glad he did.”

“Jacks, you’re clearly not well. He should have let you go home.”

“No. I need to tell you something.” She had his attention now. She stared into his blue eyes, scared as to how he would take the news. “I-I don’t know how to say this,”

He took a hold of her hand, “Just tell me.”

She tightened the hold she had on his hand, preparing herself for the oncoming reaction. “I’m pregnant.”

Silence.

Steve’s eyes were glossed over, but incredibly clear. Shock was the first thing he experienced. Then, it worked to denial. “You’re…you’re pregnant?”

Jacqueline could only nod her head, barely able to keep looking him in the eyes.

He stood up and began to pace up and down the briefing room. How could this have happened? They were careful, right? Yeah, they were definitely careful. But not obviously not careful enough because she just told him that she was pregnant. Steve rubbed his mouth, trying to clear his head enough to deal with this head on. He turned back towards her his chest aching at the tears streaming down her cheeks. “You’re sure that you are?”

“Yeah, I mean,” she wiped at her cheeks. “I took two tests and they were both positive.”

He blew out a breath, completely at a loss for words. “I mean…how did this happen?”

“I don’t know, the only thing I can think of is that the protection we used was defective.” That was the only explanation for this. “I should have pieced it all together sooner.”

“What do you mean?”

She huffed out a breath. “All the signs were there the whole time. I was just not paying attention. I mean, nausea, exhaustion, I couldn’t hold down food, not to mention the cravings that came out of nowhere.” She buried her face in her hands, thinking how she could be so oblivious to it all. “Why didn’t I notice it sooner?” A new round of tears stung at her waterline, but she didn’t try to hold them back. Then, a few sobs slipped past her lips. “This is a fucking nightmare.”

Steve cringed at her words, even though it wasn’t planned he wouldn’t consider her being pregnant to be a nightmare. “Hey,” he approached her, hands went to rub at her shoulders. “Jacks, it’s not a nightmare.”

She nodded. “Yes it is.” Her words were muffled behind her hands. “I can’t believe this is happening.”

His hand cupped her cheek, prompting her to finally look at him. “It’s okay,” he assured her. “We’ll figure it out, okay?” His declaration only brought more tears to her eyes. Without thinking, Steve wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to him. He didn’t care if anyone saw, they could come up with a good excuse.

Now, the reality was starting to sink in. Jacqueline was pregnant….with his child. It made a shiver go down his spine. He gave up the idea of having a family years ago. Being a father was something he thought a lot about before the war. But it was a reality now. He was going to be a father. And that fact scared him to death.

#answered #steckie