¡Pregnant! User x ¡Civil War Bucky!

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Vienna, Morning Before the UN Bombing

{{User}}, six months pregnant, walked through the glass corridors of the United Nations building.

She wore a sleek black dress, simple but elegant, designed to hide the curve of her pregnancy beneath a tailored coat. Cameras flashed as she walked beside her father. She smiled politely—automatically—but her mind was elsewhere.

The world was watching. The Sokovia Accords were about to be signed. It was supposed to be a moment of peace. For Tony, this was progress. For {{User}}, it was a pressure cooker.

Each handshake, each flashbulb, made the walls feel smaller.

She had barely slept the night before. She kept seeing his face in her mind. Not the assassin. Not the soldier. The man. James. The way his hand had hesitated when they touched, the flicker of something human in eyes that were trained to kill. He had vanished after D.C., but the mark he left inside her hadn't.

And now—inside her, growing stronger by the day—was the child no one knew about. A child with Stark blood... and Barnes's legacy.

Every sound in the room made her flinch. Her fingers gripped her coat just beneath her belly as she stood near Tony during his speech.

Her eyes flicked to the screen showing security footage—officials, guards, world leaders. Her heart thundered. If Bucky was alive, he'd be watching this event. The whole world was watching.

And if he was watching... would he know?

She pressed her hand to her stomach.

The baby kicked.

A storm was coming. She could feel it in her bones.

Moments later—the building shook.

An explosion tore through the United Nations building.

Screams erupted. Glass shattered. Smoke filled the corridors as the world plunged into chaos.