#I WOULD of been happy with one birthday wish but yall blew it out of the water 😭

[chloesimaginationthings]

Happy Birthday!!

TYSM FOR ALL THE BIRTHDAY WISHES! YOU GUYS ARE TOO KIND 😭💜

[samwilsonsbabymama]

I’ll Always Return to You

Pairing: Sam Wilson x Reader

Summary: Continuation of Baby Girl

Warnings: That would give away the story lol but there’s no smut and it follows Endgame fairly closely with some changes lol

A/N: So, I’ve finally written the second part of this fic and I must say that I am quite pleased with it. I hope yall like it 💖

Word Count: 3,500ish

Nothing had ever prepared you for this type of pain. Even though you always feared that Sam wouldn't come back from one of his missions, nothing had ever prepared you for losing all that you did.

You'd been an emotional wreck when it first happened, because not only did you lose Sam and Lexi, you also lost your mom, your best friend, and some of your cousins. You had spent many days at home with Baby Sammy just trying to make it through the day. There were days where you thought you wouldn't make it, but if you couldn't do it for yourself, then you would do it for Sammy.

The days following Lexi's vanishing, you were glued to the TV screen. On every channel, there were reports of people missing all around the world. Not only were people missing, but animals and plants had vanished as well. You had heard about a battle happening in Wakanda right before everyone vanished, and when the news confirmed that Captain America had been there, you knew that Sam was there fighting with him.

With each passing day of not hearing anything from Sam, your heart broke a bit more. Not only were you mourning Lexi, but you were also mourning losing Sam as well. You knew he was gone, you felt his absence in your soul, but you still held onto hope.

It was hard. The grieving part. You’d been a single mom of sorts before, but you'd never been a grieving single mom. You’d never done well with death, and losing two parts of yourself at the same time didn't make things easier. But you’d made it this far, and you needed to stay strong for your baby boy.

You spent many nights watching Sammy as he slept, wishing and hoping that your family would be complete again, but you knew it was a fool's wish. Sammy was every bit of his father and at first, it broke your heart, but now you were grateful for it. Even though he got to spend such a small amount of time with Sam, Sammy was proving to be exactly like his father. His sense of humor matched his fathers, his smile was identical to Sam’s. You know Sam would have loved to be there with you.

It had taken 37 days before Steve came to see you. Thirty-seven days of wondering, and seeing Steve instead of Sam standing on your doorstep broke you. It was at that moment that you knew that Sam was truly gone.

The weeks following losing Lexi were horrible, most you’d barely been able to pull yourself out of bed.

This particular day, you'd made it from your bed to the couch. You had been cuddled up with Sammy when a hard knock sounded on the front door. You tried to ignore it, and you would have, but the knocking became insistent. You slowly stood and lifted your baby boy into your arms before you made your way to the door.

It was a struggle, the weight of carrying your son and carrying your depression nearly had your knees buckling, but you managed to make it to the door. You shifted your son to your left arm, you leaned towards the door and looked out the peephole. Your anger flared and you snatched the door open. How dare he show his face? How dare he come around after he was the reason that Sam left you in the first place.

“Y/ N, I know this is hard, but please let me explain,” Steve begged.

Let him explain? What was there to explain and why wasn't Sam there with him? You wanted to shut the door in his face, and just as you were about to, Sammy gurgled and your eyes landed on him. He wasn't looking at you, he was looking at Steve and was reaching for him. Your heart plummeted to the bottom of your stomach as you fell to your knees. You didn't even reach the floor before Steve had scooped you and Sammy into his arms and moved into the house. He gently sat you on the couch before taking Sammy from you and placing him in his playpen, before returning and scooping you up into his lap. Steve comforted you as you cried in his arms and you were sure that he was crying as well.

He didn't have to say anything, because you already knew. You’d known this entire time, something about this last mission didn't feel right to you from the beginning and this was why. That and the fact that Steve was there instead of Sam solidified that knowing in you. Sam was gone and there was nothing that you could do about it. Your baby girl was gone and all you could do was cry. When you finished crying, it wasn't because you didn't want to anymore, you just couldn't. Your tears were gone, you’d cried them all. Steve continued to hold you for a while afterward before he broke the silence.

"I'm so sorry, y/n," Steve's voice rumbled as you sniffled.

Steve became more of a staple in your life after The Snap. When he learned that Lexi had also vanished, he vowed to be there for you because he knew Sam would have done the same for him. The two of you helped each other through some hard times.

Steve eventually told you about the battle after you begged and begged him to. You learned that Steve had lost Bucky once again. He had watched him, for the second time, disappear right in front of him, and again, there was nothing that he could do to save him. You learned that Wakanda had lost their King and Princess because of Thanos.

There were days where you didn't want to see Steve, where you didn't want to see anyone but your baby, and those days were the hardest for you to get through. You would often ask yourself why this happened. What had your baby girl done to anyone? She didn't deserve to die. You wanted nothing but to find Thanos yourself, but you knew you couldn't.

Steve had tried many times to get you to move into the Avengers compound with him and Natasha. And at first, you'd seriously considered it, but you ended up declining each time he asked. You wanted to remain in your home, the home you had built with Sam, even if it was broken. Steve respected your wishes and stopped asking you, but he made sure that he came to visit you and Sammy.

Steve took his Uncle duties seriously and was there for a lot of Sammy's firsts and you recorded all of them just like you had done for Lexi. Steve was also there for every one of Lexi and Sam's birthdays. He encouraged you to celebrate them even though they weren't there to celebrate with you. Lexi's fifth birthday was the hardest since it was your first without her. Steve brought over a cake and the two of you sang 'Happy Birthday' and when you blew out the candles, you wished for one thing. For her and Sam to come back.

But your wish never came true.

Within the first year after the Snap, you decided to go back to work. It was hard at first, not seeing all the people that you had grown accustomed to seeing, but you slowly got used to it. Even with half the people, work was still stressful, but you were thankful that you had something to take your mind off your pain. Coming home to your baby boy every night lifted your spirits. His face would light up every time he saw you, and you remembered that you were doing this for him. 

Sammy had turned one and had started to walk. You were so excited when you watched him take his first steps. You cried out Sam’s name only to realize a few seconds later that he wasn't going to respond. Your heart shattered at that realization, but you kept a brave face and cheered your baby on as he took more steps towards you. When he reached you, you scooped him up into the biggest hug and celebrated with him. That night, as you laid in bed, you cried because it had finally sunk in that you were alone.

Two years post-snap, you tried dating, but it just wasn't the same. All everyone wanted to talk about who they had lost in the snap. Not that you were trying to forget, you just didn't want to talk about it all the time. You'd gone on four dates with four different people before you called it quits. Steve supported your decision to start dating, but he was relieved when you decided to stop. He had a feeling that dating wasn't what you really wanted, but he didn't want to say anything. He stood by every one of your decisions no matter how hard it was for him.

Three years post-Snap and Baby Sammy reminded you so much of Sam that you'd taken to calling him Jr. At three years old, he was very active and talkative, he looked and acted more and more like Sam every day that it amazed you. His laughter and humor rivaled Sam's that it warmed your heart. You knew that Sam and Lexi would have loved him just as much as you did.

You spent a lot of time trying to get Steve to date as well, however, he had a harder time with the dating scene. He found that a lot of people blamed him for not being able to defeat Thanos. So Steve opted to remove himself from the dating scene shortly after reentering it. He was convinced that he had his one chance at love and that he missed it, but you were convinced otherwise. You knew his love was out there, he just needed to find them.

Four years post-snap and you felt as if you had a grip on things. Your emotions weren't all over the place carrying the weight of losing Sam and Lexi had gotten a little bit easier. You had begun spending a lot more time at the compound with Steve and Natasha. Jr. Loved spending time at the compound. While there he got to see Rocket and Nebula, both of whom were quite taken by the little boy. Though, you did have to keep a closer eye on him when Rocket was around especially after you noticed Jr.'s growing collection of trinkets. 

Another person that had become taken by your son was Rhodey. If you happened to be at the compound at the same time as him, he would often whisk Jr. Away to show him his War Machine armor. He would often tell him how his father had fought against Thanos.

Now five years post-snap and you were doing very well. Jr. Was now five years old and a complete gentleman. He loved hearing stories about his sister and father, any story about them was his favorite bedtime story. He was a loving little boy, always said please and thank you. He would rush to open doors for everyone when walking to a building. He had a big heart, just like Sam.

One day, while the two of you were at the compound you were fixing dinner for everyone. You heard Natasha in the other room as she conducted one of her calls with Rhodey, Okoye, Rocket, and some others that you hadn't met yet. You could hear the sadness in their voices as they spoke about the goings-on in their part of the universe. They all sounded defeated knowing that there wasn't anything left for them to do.

"Smells good," a voice sounded from behind you.

"Uncle Steve!" Jr. Shouted as he raced towards Steve.

You chuckled as you watched him pick up the five-year-old and continued to cook as Jr. Told him all about his day. A few minutes later, Natasha joined the three of you in the kitchen and began sampling the food.

"I'm almost done, Nat," you admonished as she tried to take another spoonful of the food.

She chuckled and crossed her arms, "Honestly, y/n, we would probably starve without you. Neither one of us knows how to cook."

"Speak for yourself," Steve interjected from across the room.

"Steve, we've all tasted your cooking," you retorted and laughed when Steve feigned hurt.

"D'ya hear that, Jr.?" he said to the five-year-old. "They said that I can't cook. They're ganging up on me. Are you gonna let that happen?"

Jr. Nodded and laughed, "Uncle Steve, you can't cook."

You, Steve, and Nat burst out laughing at his statement.

"Thanks, bud," Steve said still chuckling.

When you finally finished cooking, you fixed yours and Jr.'s plate and began eating. As you all were eating, the doorbell rang, something that rarely happened and it put Steve and Natasha on high alert. They ushered the two of you into a nearby room begore going to see who was at the front door. You waited for about five minutes at most before they came back and got you. When you entered the room, you were met with a man that you'd never seen before.

"Hi, the name's Scott," he said as he reached out his hand for you to shake.

"Y/N," you shook his hand. You studied him for a bit and listened as he talked to Steve and Nat. As you listened, you watched Nat and Steve’s faces and you began to connect the dots.

"That's not possible," you whispered, drawing everyone's eyes to you. "You're talking about time travel aren't you?"

"Scott nodded. "We've seen all the movies, it's possible, y/n, we've just gotta figure out how to do it."

"I think I know how," Steve responded. Nat looked at him and smiled when he nodded.

"It's worth a try," she added.

The rest of the night went by slowly after Steve explained that he was going to go visit Tony and try to convince him to help them bring everyone back. You understood that you wouldn't be able to go so you chose to return home the following day. You knew there was still some bad blood between the two and you hoped that they could bury it and try to get everyone back.

Before you left the compound the next morning, you fixed everyone breakfast and wished them luck.

You continued your days as you had before, dropping Jr. Off at preschool, going to work, picking Jr. Up, going home, cooking and cleaning, rinse and repeat. It had been a few days before Steve contacted you. He told you that Tony had agreed to help but he needed you to stay away from the compound for a few more days. You agreed and begged him to promise to keep you updated as best as he could.

Days passed, then weeks passed and you hadn't heard much from Steve or Natasha. They would call every few days just to make sure that everything was alright, but the space between each call grew with each passing day. After a week of radio silence, you had half a mind to drive up to the compound to see what they were up to, but you had made a promise. You knew that you had to stay away until they gave their word. You were becoming frantic, you had the same feeling in your chest that you had the day you lost Sam. Something wasn't right. The feeling had been growing for the last few days.

You were thankful that it was the weekend and you didn't have anywhere to be, so you and Jr. Hung out around the house.

Around midday, while Jr. Was napping, you began to hear birds chirping outside your window. It wasn't a foreign noise, just one you hadn't heard in a long time, and you walked over to the window. You were confused, there hadn't been this many birds since the Snap. You headed towards the front door and opened it and stood on your porch as did your neighbors. You all looked around wondering where the birds had come from. You were amazed at the sight, it was one that you'd thought you'd never see again and your heart filled with joy.

"Mommy," a voice called from behind you causing your heart to stop. It was a voice that you had longed to hear for the last five years. You slowly turned around and you fell to your knees at the sight before you.

"Lexi," you whispered as tears began to fall from your eyes. "Lexi?" you couldn't believe it, your baby girl was back!

"Mommy, don't cry," Lexi said as she rushed to you and began to cry as well. You knew that she didn't know why you were crying but having her back in your arms was a dream come true. You held your baby girl for what seemed like hours before you finally took a good look at her. When you pulled away, you noticed that she was still four years old and wearing the same clothes that she had vanished in. You looked her over and made sure that she wasn't injured anywhere and when she passed your inspection, you lifted her back into your arms once again.

Introducing Jr. To Lexi was easier than you thought it would be. Since you had told him all about her as he was growing up, he latched onto her. Lexi was a little confused about how Jr. Was now older than her. But after you explained it to her, she seemed to understand and accept it. 

"See, there was a bad man named Thanos," you began. "And he thought he knew what was best for everyone so he made some people disappear. You were one of those people that disappeared. Everyone else that didn't disappear continued to grow and get bigger. Now that you're back, you're the same age you were when you disappeared."

Lexi nodded, "So, I don't have a baby brother anymore? I have a big brother?" "Exactly, Jr. Is your big brother now."

The two of them played well together, better than you could hope for and you could tell that they loved each other. The same day that everyone had returned, you had glued yourself to the news and heard of how everyone that had vanished, had also returned. They also spoke of how the Avengers compound was under attack. You watched as alien spaceships destroyed the entire compound and you saw when the entire compound was covered in orange circles. You wished that you could be there but you knew nothing about fighting aliens. You watched and held your babies close as Thanos and his alien army vanished into thin air.

You were overjoyed when it all ended. You knew that the world was watching the battle along with you and when Thanos vanished you felt a sense of relief wash over you. Not only were you overjoyed about Thanos being defeated, you knew that Sam would be coming back to you soon. You had to wait a few more days. This part of waiting killed you, even when he would go on missions. It seemed that the closer he was to coming home, the harder it was for you to wait. 

You tried staying up and waiting for him, but sleep claimed you around four in the morning the next morning. You kept your babies in the bed with you. It was going to be hard to let them out of your sight now. You hadn't been asleep long when you heard the sounds of your front door unlocking and quick footsteps making their way towards your bedroom. Your eyes opened just as a figure made its way through your doorframe and stopped. The sun was beginning to rise so there was very little light in your bedroom, but enough for you to see who the figure was in your doorway.

He made his way over to you in record speed and pulled you to him.

"Sam," you cried as he hugged you tight and peppered kisses all over your face. "I'm so glad you're back." you couldn't control your tears as the two of you held each other. You couldn't believe that your wish had finally come true and that your family was whole again.

"Y/n," he whispered before he kissed you soundly on the lips. You loved hearing him say your name, nothing in this world could top the feeling that it gave you. When he finally pulled away from you, his eyes fell onto Lexi and Jr. And you watched as he began to cry once again.

"Lexi?" he asked. He couldn't bring himself to speak the words.

"Is back," you simply replied. He nodded and ran his hand over her cheek before reaching for Jr.

"And this is Sammy? He's so big now," he cooed with renewed tears.

"Yeah, and he's exactly like you might I add. Humor and all," you chuckled. You placed your hand on his cheek and smiled when he leaned into it. "I'm so happy that you're back, Sam. I've missed you so much."

"I know, y/n. But like I promised before I left, I'll always return to you."

Part Three