"Honey," she said tenderly, her eyes filling with sadness for what he'd kept secret. "Why didn't you say?" Peggy wrapped her arms around him again, pouring all her own love and comfort into it. "What do you really want to do, Bucky? Just right now, what do you need?" She'd give anything to make his sadness go away, to give him what he wanted most in the world. Four months must feel like four years when you've been told that you might be sterile in the first place.