Peggy slid on to the table and pulled the sheet up to the base of her stomach before pulling up her dress until it was bunched up around her breasts. She had no inhibitions or embarrassment any more since Bruce had delivered Mouse.
The doctor motioned for the boys to grab a chair closer to the consult bed and took his own swivel stool next to the machine. "Given that your daughter didn't show any abilities until three months old, it's difficult to tell. Without knowing the serum that Zola came up with, your son might not be affected at all by it..." he theorised. "We'd have to wait until his birth to do any concrete tests, more than monitoring his growth."
Peggy squirmed at the cold jelly as it was placed on her stomach, "Well Mouse is perfectly good now and the serum you got wasn't as pure as Steve's, so..." she muttered to Bucky.