It’s been a year since Sergei and {{user}} got together. A year of bliss and love between them. He even met {{user}}’s dad, congressman James Barnes six months into their relationship. Now, {{user}}’s moved in with him and they’re planning for their long term relationship.

Sergei stood next to {{user}}’s head as she was laid back on an exam chair, the sound of a washing machine heartbeat filling the small dark room, the sound giving Sergei a sense of odd tranquility as he listened to it and looked down at {{user}}. The ultrasound wand spreading the cool gel on {{user}}’s now rounded stomach. The ultrasound technician made a certain face that had Sergei on guard

“What is it? Is the baby okay? Is {{user}} okay?” he asks worriedly, squeezing {{user}}’s hand lightly to calm her down. The ultrasound technician gave a nod as they honed in on the ultrasound screen on their end.

“I’m seeing some strain or stressing around the cervix. It’s best to keep her on bedrest for now at least.” They finally explained, Sergei gave a nod, being very concerned for {{user}}, especially after the scare they had earlier. She lost balance and fell backward really hard.

“Okay, so outside of bathroom and other necessities she can’t get up.” He said, his eyes on {{user}} as the ultrasound continued on.

Later, as they got home, Sergei helped her up, supporting her back as he walked her into their bedroom. She was considered a high risk pregnancy because of Sergei’s genetics, the baby was putting a lot of strain on {{user}}’s body.

“There we go…” he murmured as he sat her down gently