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Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader

A Family of Her Own Series

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Summary: After the fall of the Avengers, Natasha Romanoff returns home to her secret family—a life she's carefully hidden away for years. Struggling to balance her role as a mother and wife while avoiding the dangers of her past, Natasha is forced to make difficult decisions that impact her loved ones.

This Chapter: Thanos has too much power in his hands and changes the world with a simple snap of his fingers. Set during Infinity War

There’s something about the way Natasha kissed you. Her lips were always soft and warm, moving slowly as if savoring every second. She trailed her fingers along your hip, her touch gentle and reassuring. You were both tangled up in the sheets, nestled close, listening to the quiet rhythm of each other’s breathing.

When the need for air became too much she pulled back just a little, her forehead resting against yours, her thumb tracing gentle circles over your side. Her eyes were soft, carrying that familiar look of quiet affection.

“Stay a little longer?” You asked softly, reaching up to brush a lock of red hair from her face. "In bed with me. The kids aren't awake."

Natasha smiled, her hand covering yours. “I can manage that,” she whispered, her voice barely above a breath. For a moment, the world outside didn’t exist. It was just the two of you, wrapped in warmth and each other.

Her hand slipped under your shirt, her touch trailing lightly over the skin. The two of you shifted just enough to remove the clothing, leaving you bare before her. She kissed your neck and collarbone, her hand resting over your heart.

Natasha's lips met yours again, her teeth scraping against your lower lip. You let out a gasp when she nipped your skin, your nails digging into her shoulder. She soothed the small bite mark with her tongue before kissing her way down your chest.

Your breathing quickened when she reached the swell of your breast. Natasha looked up, meeting your gaze. She waited, and when you nodded, her mouth descended, her tongue drawing a circle around your nipple.

You arched up towards her, a breathy sigh escaping your lips. Natasha sucked the sensitive bud, her free hand sliding over your skin, tracing patterns across your body. She's so gentle, treating you like you're precious.

The sensation is overwhelming. It's not just the physical pleasure. There's an emotional connection, a closeness that feels almost too much. The two of you were connected, bodies and minds intertwined, and she knew exactly how to touch you. This was the longest period Natasha's been home in a long while. You didn’t know how long she'd be able to stay. You couldn’t think about that then. Not with her lips on your skin, her fingers dipping between your thighs, teasing and exploring.

You tugged her closer, desperate for the feel of her against you, and Natasha responded eagerly. She slid a leg between yours, her thigh pressing against you. You whimpered and ground against her, seeking out more.

"I love you," She whispered into your skin.

"I love you too." You kissed her again, your hands sliding down her sides.

Natasha rolled her hips against you, and your breath hitched. You clung to her, letting her lead. Just as Natasha leaned in to press another kiss to your lips, her phone buzzed on the nightstand. The unexpected sound cut through the calm, and she sighed, her expression shifting.

"Ignore it," She mumbled.

It wasn’t a difficult request. You wanted to. But even as Natasha's lips returned to yours, her hand slipping between your thighs, the phone buzzed again. And again.

Natasha cursed under her breath, pulling away reluctantly. She picked up the phone, glancing at the screen, her shoulders tensing.

"What," She snapped. You almost felt sorry for the person on the other end of that call. As she listened, her eyes darkened, and the relaxed warmth she wore moments ago vanished. You watched her face change, the worry becoming unmistakable.

"There's a threat," Steve's voice crackled over the line, his words heavy. "Wanda and Vision are in trouble."

She sat up, her expression unreadable. Her hand dropped from its place on your thigh to the bed. You scooted out from under her to sit up.

"Nat? What is it?" You asked. 

"Edinburgh is about two hours away from here by car," Natasha held up a hand. "I wouldn't make it to them in time."

"What's happening?"

"Wanda and Vision need backup. There's a group of people, they're... enhanced or aliens. Not sure. They're going after Vision, they think he's some kind of threat. They're trying to destroy him." Natasha gave you the cliff notes version. She's been keeping track of this ordeal for the past few days.

"So what's the plan? What are we going to do?" You questioned.

"There's a black car pulling up in less than five minutes," Steve informed her over the phone. "I have a jet."

Natasha’s hand closed around her phone. She muttered another curse under her breath as she shifted into a more upright position, the intensity in her eyes returning. You moved to sit beside her, instinctively reaching for her hand.

"Nat? What’s going on?” you asked again quietly, but the gravity in her expression told you more than words ever could.

She squeezed your hand, looking at you with an apologetic half-smile. “I have to go." Natasha’s eyes softened at your response, even as her body tensed with the need to act. “Steve’s sending someone to pick me up. They’ll be here in less than five.”

“Of course he is,” You said with a sigh, giving her hand another squeeze. Despite your hangups, you knew her team needed her too. “You’ll make it in time, right?”

She looked away for a second, her jaw set. “I hope so." Natasha’s voice was calm but edged with a tension you rarely saw—one that always appeared when it was about someone she cared for. She glanced out the window, her fingers tapping absently as if counting down the seconds until the car arrived.

"You're waiting for me to say yes," You realized. Natasha remained silent. "Would you stay if I said no?"

"I would," She replied. "But I have to go anyway. If you didn't want me to."

"That's not fair."

"I know," Natasha replied softly. She didn’t look at you.

The silence stretched. It was not an uncomfortable one, but it did leave plenty of room for thought. You took her hand again. "I love you, Nat."

"I love you too," She leaned forward to kiss you. It wasn’t rushed. Her lips were gentle against yours, and her free hand caressed your cheek. She broke away first, resting her forehead against yours. "I have to get dressed."

You nodded. "Yeah. Yeah, okay. I'll be here when you get back."

"I'll be back soon." Natasha pressed a soft kiss to your forehead before getting out of bed. She moved swiftly but with purpose. She headed to the bathroom, brushing her teeth with quick, practiced motions, her mind already a step ahead, planning her next actions. A pair of sweatpants, a t-shirt, and her sneakers were on in seconds; her real gear, she’d change into on the jet. She spared a glance toward the bedroom, where you sat watching her.

"I'll take them home," You told her. "Back to Missouri." It's where they would be the safest. Where you would be the safest.

"I'll call you," She promised, her voice low. Her phone vibrated again, and her brow furrowed. "And I really have to go."

You nodded, a lump in your throat. "I'll see you when you get back."

The corner of Natasha's lips twitched up in a tired smile. "Take care of yourself. Stay safe."

With a final look, Natasha turned to head out but paused in the doorway. A small smile crossed her face as she tiptoed down the hall, slipping into the room where your two little ones were fast asleep.

First, she leaned down to press a soft kiss on Stella’s forehead. The three-year-old stirred slightly, murmuring something before settling back into her dream. Natasha brushed a stray lock of hair away from Stella’s face, her heart tightening with a love so fierce it ached. She moved to Nicky’s crib, watching the one-year-old sleep peacefully, his tiny hand curled around his favorite blanket. Natasha leaned down, pressing a light kiss on his cheek.

It took all her strength to pull away. She slipped out of the room quietly and headed to the front door, where the black car waited in the early dawn light. Natasha took a deep breath before stepping outside, casting one last glance back at the home she was leaving behind—for now. This time on the run with you, she'd figured out what was important to her. Not that she'd ever forgotten. She'd been stubborn to think that she could live these two lives.

You watched her from the window as she headed to the car, her posture tense, her head bowed. You wondered if you should stop her. You could have. She'd stay, and you'd talk her down and keep her safe.

But that wouldn't be fair. You've had this conversation a hundred times. You've talked until you're blue in the face. The world is still a dangerous place, and she would never turn her back on that.

A sudden, sharp cry echoed from the hallway. Nicky was awake. You had a job to do also.

********

Being in the quinjet felt nostalgic. It felt like home. Sam sat in the co-pilot's seat, his fingers deftly navigating the controls while he glanced back at Natasha and Steve, who were securing their gear.

“ETA fifteen minutes,” Sam announced, his voice steady but laced with an underlying tension. “We’ll be touching down just outside Edinburgh.”

“Got it,” Steve replied, checking the straps on his shield before looking over at Natasha, who was securing her holster to her thigh, the familiar click echoing in the confined space. She looked up, her expression focused.

“Banner filled me in on what he and Tony discussed,” Steve said, leaning against the wall of the cabin. “Thanos is coming for Vision. If he gets the Mind Stone, it’s game over.”

"And this Thanos..." Natasha questioned.

"Bad news," Steve sighed. "He's an alien warlord from the planet Titan, and he wants the Infinity Stones. If he gets his hands on them, the universe is screwed."

"What are the chances we win?"

"Well, considering we're the good guys, we should have the odds on our side."

"Yeah, well, you're Captain America," Natasha shrugged, securing the last buckle. "If anyone can beat the odds, it's you."

"And if I fail?"

"Then the rest of us will pick up the pieces and try again. That's how this works." Natasha smiled at Steve. "And I'll be right beside you, whether you like it or not."

"Thank you," Steve replied, his expression serious.

"Hey, what were you doing on this side of the world anyway?" Sam asked from his seat. Flashes of the past eight months came to her. You and the kids, the house, the simple life, the love.

"Just checking in with some old friends," Natasha smiled, but it was a thin, forced one. Steve gave her a knowing look.

"You've got friends?" Sam grinned. "Other than us I mean."

"Don't sound so surprised, Wilson."

"We'll have time for catching up later," Steve reminded her, looking at Natasha. "When this is all over."

Natasha nodded, but the words hung in the air, and her eyes betrayed her uncertainty. She took a deep breath, trying to push the doubts away, to focus on the mission.

***********

The atmosphere in the Avengers Compound was tense and she needed a moment to be alone. After saving Wanda and Vision and flying back to New York she needed time to breathe. She decided on the courtyard. The cool breeze blew through her hair, a slight chill in the air. Her arms crossed, gazing out at the horizon as the sun dipped below the trees. She could hear the distant chatter of the others as they strategized, but her mind was elsewhere.

"Hey," Steve approached her. "Am I interrupting?"

"No, I'm fine." Natasha shook her head. "Just needed a moment."

"Everything alright?"

"It's fine, Cap," Natasha replied. "Don't worry about me."

Steve's expression softened, and he hesitated, looking out at the sunset. "Do you ever wish things were different?" He asked.

Natasha let out a humorless laugh. "All the time."

"I'm sorry," Steve said."How are y/n and the kids?"

"They're okay," Natasha's lips tugged upward at the thought of you. "They're probably on a plane back home now. Safe."

"They'll be glad to see you when we're done."

"If we get out of this."

"We will," Steve reassured her. "I promise. We'll go through everything we can find, and we'll figure it out."

"You don't know that."

"Maybe not. But I can hope."

"Sometimes I wonder why I bother coming back," Natasha said softly. "Every time I walk through the door, there's a chance it'll be my last."

"Why do you?"

"Because it's worth it," Natasha said simply. "It means something."

Steve nodded, understanding. "You don't have to come back."

"I can't just walk away."

"Why not?"

"Because someone has to be there." Natasha's voice was quiet. "Someone has to fight."

Steve nodded. "You've got a family. And they're waiting for you."

"I know," Natasha's voice was softer, her gaze dropping.

"I'm not gonna force you to go," Steve continued. "But it's not gonna be the same without you. So think about it. We could use your help."

"I'm in," Natasha decided, meeting his gaze. "I'm here aren't I?"

"Yeah, you are," Steve smiled.

"What's our plan?"

"I don't think we have one," Steve admitted.

"You're the tactician, Rogers."

"So are you," Steve pointed out.

"You're better at it," Natasha insisted.

"I'm not."

"I am," Natasha replied, the two of them grinning.

"Okay, fine," Steve laughed.

*********

The car rumbled down the paved road, the trees lining the way to home as you glanced in the rearview mirror. You didn’t expect her to be awake but Stella's eyes looked back at you through the mirror.

"Hi, baby," You cooed at her. “We’re almost home.” 

"I'm not a baby. I'm three," She held up three fingers.

"Of course, you're not."

"Where's Mama?" Stella asked.

"She had to go away for a bit," You told her.

"But she'll come back?"

"Yes," You nodded, turning down the long driveway.

"Okay," Stella sighed.

You pull up next to the house, killing the engine.

"Can you call her and tell her we're at this house now? So she doesn't forget," Stella asked.

"Sure thing," You nodded. Truth is you'd tried calling Natasha several times in the past day. As you sat in the driver’s seat, the knot in your stomach tightened, overshadowing the comfort of home.

“I don’t want her to forget us,” Stella said, her small fingers twisting in the hem of her shirt.

You turned to face her. "She won't forget us," You reassured her. "Your Mama loves you so much. And she's going to miss you every minute. Now how about we go inside and cuddle? Me, you, and your brother?"

"I want a cookie," Stella said.

"After dinner."

"Okay," She bounced.

You stepped out of the car and opened the door for her. She slid out, running toward the house, her small legs carrying her across the lawn. She stopped at the door and turned back to wait for you. You carried Nicky, following her into the house.

"Can I watch a show?" Stella asked.

"Just one."

"Thank you," Stella grinned and rushed off to the living room.

You took the moment of peace to lay Nicky down and give him a bottle. Your mind wandered to the last time you were home. Almost nine months ago. Being on the run you'd spent your time in different places, different cities, but none of them felt like this home. This house you'd picked out furniture with your wife. A few hours ago, Natasha had been holding the kids. The thought of her being gone already stings.

You pulled out your phone, sending a quick text.

Hey. We're home. Miss you already. Call when you can.

You put the phone on the counter and walked back to the living room. Nicky was still asleep. It's amazing what he could sleep through.

"TV's not working," Stella announced.

"I'll fix it after dinner," You assured her.

"And I can have a cookie?"

"After dinner," You said again.

Stella sat cross-legged on the couch. "Do you think Mama's okay?"

"I do," You nodded.

"But she's not here," Stella pouted.

"She wants to be," You replied. "And she's gonna come home soon. Okay? Do you trust me?"

"Yeah," Stella nodded.

"So, let's make a list of everything you want to do with Mama when she gets home."

"We can go to the park?" Stella offered.

"Absolutely. That's a good one. What else?"

"Um..." Stella thought. "We can play dolls?"

"She'd love that."

"And have a tea party."

"Oh, that's a good idea."

"And make cookies," Stella suggested.

"Yes, we can make a lot of cookies."

"And have a sleepover."

"Mama would like that," You nodded. "She will be home soon."

***********

The Quinjet touched down with a quiet thud, the engines winding down as Natasha stepped out onto the grassy field. The air was still, heavy with a silence that felt almost surreal after the chaos of the last forty-eight hours. She had left the remaining Avengers behind, her heart pounding with urgency as she stole away in the jet. The world was in turmoil, but all that mattered now was getting back to her family.

As she scanned the familiar landscape, her heart raced. The truck sat parked in the driveway, just like always. The sight filled her with a false sense of hope—a flicker of normalcy amid the chaos. Maybe it was just another day. Maybe Stella was inside, and Nicky was playing with his toys, waiting for her to come home. Maybe she would find you with your glasses perched atop your nose, reading some book you'd found on Reese Witherspoon's book club list.

Natasha climbed the porch steps, her body feeling like lead, exhaustion setting in as the adrenaline rush faded. She opened the front door quietly, stepping inside the darkened house.

"Y/n?"

Her voice echoed through the stillness. There was no reply.

Natasha's heart sank. It was just as empty as it had been before. No sounds of Stella's laughter or Nicky's cries. No sign of life. The familiar scent of home was still there, but it felt hollow. No laughter echoed through the halls, no little feet scampering to greet her. The stillness was suffocating.

She walked into the room, taking note of the obvious signs of you being there before. Stella's stuffed shark was on the floor, and Nicky's blanket was thrown carelessly on the couch. Thanos snapped his finger and everyone was gone. Right before her eyes her friends, her family, and her people disappeared. Now she's come home to an empty house, the only proof that any of you ever existed.

You were gone.

Natasha sat on the couch, the weight of the realization crashing down on her.

Her hand moved instinctively to the ring hanging from a chain around her neck.

"Y/n?" She called again, hoping against all hope that you would appear out of thin air and hug her and everything would be fine.

"Hello?" She received a response back. It caused her to jump to her feet. She rushed toward the front door and her heart almost fell out of her chest. Standing before her was your neighbor from the house down the road, Mabel. She had a shocked expression on her face but it wasn’t about her. It was about the tiny boy in her arms. Nicky was cradled on her hip, tears hanging at the tip of his lashes, and his eyes red.

"Nicky," She breathed, disbelief flooding her senses as she pushed open the screen door and rushed to Mabel's side. "I can't believe it. You're okay."

Nicky looked at her for a second, his eyes widening in recognition and then he let out a shriek.

"Mama!" He cried, stretching his arms towards her.

Natasha didn't hesitate. She scooped him into her arms, holding him close, feeling his tiny heart pounding against her own. “Mabel,” Natasha said, her voice trembling. “What happened? How do you have him?"

Mabel’s expression shifted from shock to sympathy, her lips pressing together in a thin line. “I came to check on you all after… well, after everything,” she said softly, her gaze dropping to Nicky, who clutched at Natasha’s shirt, still sobbing quietly. “I could hear crying. I had come for help. I peeked inside that window over there and saw him alone in his pack-and-play. I had to break the window." She raised her hand to show off her new injury wrapped in gauze.

"How long had he been here?" Natasha asked.

"I came maybe an hour after the dust took Roy," Mabel answered. "I knew your family was back in town and..."

The room spun for a moment as the reality of it all crashed over Natasha. The thought of her son being alone, frightened in the house, sent a cold wave of dread through her. “He was alone for an hour?”

“I got here as soon as I could,” Mabel reassured, her eyes filled with concern. “He’s okay, just scared. I held him until you came home.”

"Thank you, Mabel. You have no idea."

"Well, he's such a sweet little boy. It was my pleasure."

"Are you sure he's okay? I can take him to the hospital," Natasha offered.

"No need. He's a bit shaken, but otherwise, he's fine. And I was a paramedic remember? I know a thing or two."

"R-right, thank you," Natasha sighed, her relief mingling with her fear and exhaustion.

"Any time. If there's anything else, just holler," Mabel said, stepping off the porch. "I'll leave you all be."

"Wait, are you going to be alone?"

"No, no, luckily my sister lives in the next town over. She's alright and she's on her way."

"If you need anything, please don't hesitate to call," Natasha insisted.

"I will. I promise. You take care of that boy and yourself, okay?"

"I will."

Mabel hugged Natasha, a tear rolling down her cheek. "Take care, Natasha."

"You too."

As the door clicked shut behind Mabel, silence enveloped Natasha and Nicky. It all settled heavily on her shoulders, and she glanced down at her son, who was still nestled against her. His small frame seemed fragile in her arms, and she felt a rush of protectiveness flood her heart.

“Okay, little guy,” she murmured, trying to muster the strength she knew she needed. “It’s just you and me now.” Nicky’s bright eyes searched hers, and she could see a flicker of confusion and fear within them. “Mama’s here. I’m not going anywhere. We’re going to be alright.”

She took a deep breath. “We just need to take it one step at a time,” she told him softly. “That’s what we’ll do, okay? Just one step at a time.”

Nicky blinked up at her, his little brows furrowing in confusion. He didn’t fully understand what had happened, and the thought tightened Natasha’s chest. “I know it’s scary right now,” she continued, stroking his hair gently. “But we’ll find a way through this. We’ll be okay. I promise you.”

Her mind raced with the uncertainty of the future. You and Stella were gone, lost to the Snap. Natasha’s heart ached at the thought of you, and the crushing reality that she might never see you again weighed heavily on her. “I’ll get them back,” she whispered to herself, her voice breaking slightly. “I have to. I can’t let this be the end.”

Nicky squirmed in her arms, a tiny whimper escaping his lips. “Mama?” he called out, his small voice tinged with uncertainty.

“I know, sweetheart, I know,” Natasha said, her heart breaking a little more with each passing second. “But I’m right here. You’re safe with me. We’re going to figure this out together.”

She pulled him closer, feeling the warmth of his body against her, and took another deep breath. “Let’s start with something simple, okay? How about we get you a snack? I bet you’re hungry. You always are.” She tried to inject some cheerfulness into her tone, hoping to distract him from the confusion surrounding them.

“Snack!” Nicky echoed, a touch of excitement flashing in his eyes.

Natasha gave him a weak smile.

She made her way into the kitchen, Nicky still clutched tightly in her arms. She could see the remnants of the family left behind. A half-finished coloring page, a forgotten sippy cup, and a few crayons scattered across the floor.

She placed Nicky in his high chair, her eyes brimming with tears. He reached out, grasping at her shirt, and she took a deep breath, trying to steady her emotions. He was afraid she’d disappear again. 

"It's going to be okay," She told him, her voice shaking. "We're going to be okay. I'm not leaving. I promise."

Yes I do

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summary: After helping Clint with Yelena, an unexpected visitor shows up.

word count: 4097

part 1

moya malen'kaya petarda = my little firecracker

The figure moves, taking a few steps down the stairs, "I thought you would be more happy to see me"

Yelena, still in shock, stalks towards the person, pulling them into her arms, sobbing in their shoulder.

"sestra"

"Hey, Lena" Natasha holds her close, tears rolling down cheeks as she breaths in the scent of her sister, who she never thought she'd see again.

Clint and you stand there, still in shock to move, not wanting to believe that the redhead you grieved over was now alive, standing right there.

Letting the blonde go, Natasha makes her way to Clint, pulling him in her arms, he breaks down, crying in her shoulders. You could hear her whispering to him, 'Shh it's okay, it's not your fault, it was my choice’, as she rubs his back.

Pulling away, Clint gives kisses her cheek, clearing his throat as he steps away from her. Natasha turns towards you, green eyes licking with your e/c ones. You felt all the air in your lungs vanished, your brain still not believing the love of your life is now standing right in front of you.

"Hi, my sweet girl"

Completely forgetting about the ice under you, you ran full speed into her arms, wrap her arms around her neck, crushing your body against hers, a small 'oof' escaping from her lips as she quickly wraps her arms around your waist.

"I really hope this isn't a dream" you cried, nuzzling your face in her shoulder just breathing in her scent. "I'm here baby, I'm really here" Natasha whispers in your ear, holding you close, as much as she can, "I missed you so much, my sweet"

Pulling away slightly to face her, you crash your lips against hers, kissing her with all that you have. The feeling of her lips on yours was amazing. You both pulled away at the lack of air, leaning your forehead on yours, tears still dripping down your face.

"I missed you too" you say breathless from the kiss. You two stayed like that for what it seemed like forever but neither of you mind. It was like it was just the two of you in the world, everyone else had disappeared.

Clint told Yelena that he had to check on Kate and to meet him up there. Yelena nods and watches as he runs up the stairs leaving then noticing a man with salt and pepper hair looking awkward as he makes his way down the steps.

Yelena being Yelena, she quickly goes up to him, grabbing him by his arm, twisting it to the back while holding onto his shoulders. "Uh guys, a little help" He pleads to the two lovers who were in their own world.

Breaking out of the trance from hearing Bruce's voice, Natasha looks away to see him attacked by Yelena, letting go of you, she walks to them "Yelena, no. Let him go. He's a friend"

Yelena looks at him then at Natasha before letting him go, "Sorry, you just looked suspicious"

Bruce winces, rubbing his shoulders as he backs away from Yelena a little, "I uh I'll try not to look so suspicious next time" He tells hers, making her nod and give him a smile.

"I'm guessing you were the one that got her back" You say to him in which he nods. "How? I thought you tried and it didn't work"

"Yeah but that was before Steve put the stones back" He begins to explain, "I was going to try again after but Tony wanted the machine to be destroyed in case it were to get into the wrong hands but after a while I was able to contact Scott for some help, build a small time machine and go back"

"B-but how is she here?" You asked him, turning your head to exam Natasha then looking back at him "She's obviously not from a different time time"

"You're right, I'm not" Natasha says making us look at her, "After Steve put the stone back, I came back to life but I was stuck there. The Red Skull wouldn't let me leave, not that I would be able to at least. It was impossible to leave without anything" She glances at Bruce "But thanks to Bruce, I was able to come back home" She says tighten her arm around you.

"How did you get pass the Red Skull?" a familiar voice appeared from behind Bruce making hime jump a little, he turns around seeing Clint stand there with Kate. You felt Natasha tense a little seeing Kate obviously not knowing who she is.

"Well I uh brought the raccoon, Rocket, with me to help take me there. He was able to distract the Red Skull while I looked for Nat which ended up with the Red Skull loosing an eye" Bruce tells us, wincing at the memory.

"When was this?" Clint asked him which made you perk up wanting to know as well.

"A week ago"

You clench your jaw looking down at the ice, you know you shouldn't be mad but to know that she's been back a week, would've definitely saved another week of grieving her death.

Feeling a pair of lips press against your head, you look up at your wife who gives you a small smile before whispering to you, "Don't be mad"

You give her a confused look and say "I'm not mad"

Raising an eyebrow, Natasha scoffs playfully "Baby, you forget that I know you from the inside out" Literally

"I'm not mad" You repeated to her, your inner voice screaming at you, 'LIAR'

The redhead smirks shaking her head at your stubbornness, pressing a couple of kisses on your cheek, "If it makes you feel better, I was pissed at him too for not letting me go to find you"

"You were?"

She nods her head, pressing another kiss on your cheek, "I was, baby. I wanted to be with you right away but he wanted me to stay to check on me, making sure I would be alright"

"And are you?" You asked her, you wanted to make sure nothing was wrong with her, that she was fine and healthy.

"I am" She nods smiling at you "especially now, having you in my arms again"

You blushed at her words, even after being together for seven years, she still has that affect on you.

Then that's when it hit you. Pulling away from Natasha a little, you looked between her and Bruce, "Wait. How long were you both standing there?"

Bruce and Natasha gave each a look before looking at you with guilty smiles. "The whole thing" Natasha tells you, you look at her shocked and slap her arm making her yelp.

"You watched your best friend and sister fight and you didn't stop it" You glare at her, pulling away from her fully so you weren't touching her.

"You stood there too! I saw you! You didn't stop them" She defends herself, you rolls your eyes at her, "I was letting Yelena get her anger out!"

"Still not an excuse" She says, you rolls your eyes once more "yours isn't one either"

"Either way, you BOTH watched" Clint scoffs, tried of you two arguing but amused, who would've thought he would miss hearing you two argue about the littlest things.

"Well I'm gonna head back home" Bruce speaks walking back a little, "Call me if Nat starts to not feel well which shouldn't happen but just in case"

"We will" You nod to him, giving him a smile, "Thank you again, Bruce"

"Of course" He smiles back and looks at Yelena "Nice to finally meet you"

"You're the green giant?" Yelena looks him up and down before turning to Nat, "He doesn't seem big.. or green" She looks back at him.

"I uh I turn into the green giant" He tells her then looks at Kate and introduces himself, "Uh Bruce Banner"

"Oh right" Clint remembers about Natasha and Bruce not knowing about Kate, "This is Kate Bishop, uh she's uh"

"I'm his partner" Kate says smiling brightly, Natasha raises an eyebrow at that.

"O..kay" Bruce says sensing the awkwardness, "I'm really gonna get going this time. So uh "Happy holidays, try not to kill each other again" He jokes and walks away as we say bye.

"I can't believe I met another Avenger!" Kate squeals "This is probably the coolest day ever well expect for the fact that my mom got arrested and now i have no family left to spend Christmas with" She says laughing a little "But uh this day is something"

Clint gives her a sad smile, throwing an arm around her shoulder "Well you got us now and I'm not letting you spend Christmas alone, right?" He glances at me.

"Right" I say smiling at them both, "I" You glance at Natasha, "We don't know you that much but a friend of Clint's is a friend of ours and no one likes to spend Christmas alone" You trailed off a bit, remembering your second Christmas without Nat but your first with Nadia. You didn't want to spend it with Clint and his family like you would normally do but it was hard for you, especially with Nadia.

The year Nat died, you were sorta forced to spend it with them, Laura and Clint didn't want you alone especially while pregnant. Once Nadia was born, it was hard for you, it was only you who was experiencing her firsts when it should be you and Nat and December was the hardest month.

Natasha looked at you as your words trailed off before looking at Clint giving him a questioning look, he shakes his head and mouths to her 'later' although it's not his story to tell, he hopes you'll tell her.

"Okay, let's all get some sleep and we have a flight to catch even though a little someone can literally teleport us there" Clint glances at me teasingly, you roll your eyes "Okay fine but we still have to wait until morning, it's late and I need sleep asap"

"Let's go" Kate grins walking up the stairs as we follow her, you move away from Natasha making her stop walking as well as the others, "Um I'm gonna head over to my house real quick to grab the presents and clothes" You say to Clint then turn to Natasha, "I'll be back. Okay, baby?" You reach up to touch her cheek, lightly stroke it.

"I wanna go with you. It's late and I don't want you to be alone" Natasha says to you, leaning down to peck your lips. "I'll be okay, I'll take Yelena with me" You tells her making her frown.

"Why don't you want me to go?"

"I-" You close your eyes and sigh, opening them, you look into her eyes, "you caught me, I wanted to get you a gift since I don't have one for you"

"My love, you don't need to get me anything" She tells you, giving your lips another peck, "I want to" You say and softly push her away, "Now you stay with them while me and my favorite sister in law get you a gift" You wink at her while grabbing ahold of Yelena's arm, wrapping your arm under her, “I’m your only sister in law” she tells you confused.

"Bye" You wave at them, walking away and to the spot where your car was parked at. You and Yelena walked arm and arm, silently to the car. "So why didn't you want her to come?" Yelena ask as you unlock your arm from her, unlocking your care, you get in with her, "Because I don't want her to see Nadia yet" you tell her, putting your seatbelt on.

"You left Nadia alone?!"

Rolling your eyes, you start the car, "No, idiot. I dropped her off with Clint's wife, Laura. I don't want her to see photos of her yet" you tell her, starting to drive to your place, "I want her to actually see Nadia for the first time, you know?"

Yelena just nods even though you wouldn't be able to see her due to you driving. She still remembers the day you told her you were pregnant, she was so happy to be a Auntie and even more happy to know that there was still a piece of Natasha with her.

Parking your car in the driveway, you turned it off, taking your seatbelt off, "Come on, I'm gonna need help getting some boxes out of the attic"

Yelena frowns in confusion, getting out of the car, shutting the door close before following you up to the front door, "What are in the boxes?"

You glance at her, then continue to unlock the door, "Nat's clothes" you say before opening the door, Yelena following after you.

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After getting a few clothes for you and Natasha as well as grabbing the presents you have for the Barton family, Yelena and you headed to Kate's aunt's apartment. Despite are decline, Kate gave you and Natasha the bedroom, while her and Clint sleep on the floor in the living as Yelena already claimed the couch.

You and Natasha laid on the bed, facing each other, creasing each other's bodies, eyes locked in a hold, kisses on a hand or cheek, sometimes the lips, you both just laid there, soaking up the company and love, silence filled the room expect for the sound of you both breathing but you didn't mind it. It eased your heart hearing Natasha breathing, it eased the pain knowing she's back with you, in your arms and she's never leaving again.

You both didn't tell each other this but both were too afraid to sleep, afraid that all of this was a dream and you would wake up to being alone again.

But what felt like years, you began to doze off, blinking rapidly to shake the sleepiness away, Natasha smiles sleepily watching you, "Sleep, my baby. I'll be here when you wake up"

Shuffling closer to her, you wrap your arm around her waist, nuzzling your face in her chest, "Promise?" you whispered back, closing your eyes, already dozing off again.

"I promise" Natasha kisses your head, holding you close as possible as she rubs your back, helping you go into sleep, and once you're asleep, Natasha dozes off herself, hoping that sleep goes by fast because she couldn't wait to spend more time with you, to make up for the time she was gone.

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Laura smiles at Nadia, who sat in her high chair, happily eating her blueberry pancakes, Laura looks away hearing the front door open, Clint walks with presents along with you behind him.

“Daddy!” Nathaniel gets up from the floor, running into Clint’s free arm, Lila gets up from the couch as well as Cooper who goes to help you out with presents, “You made it. You kept your promise” Lila says to Clint who hands her a few presents after Nathaniel lets him go, “Merry Christmas” he says.

You give Cooper a big hug and kiss on the cheek, who blushes a little making you chuckle. Kate and Yelena stood by the door with Natasha behind them, staying out of view from the kids.

“Auntie y/n/n!” Nathaniel runs into your arms and you quickly pick him up, spinning him around, giving him a big kiss on the cheek, “hi, baby boy!”

“I missed you auntie” He tells you pulling away to face you, you smile and give him another kiss on the cheek before letting him down, “I’ve missed you too”

Lila comes to hug you next, “Hi, Auntie”

“Hi lilabug” You hug her back, kisses the top of her head before letting her go. “Guys this is Kate and Yelena” Clint tells the kids, pointing at Kate and Yelena, Kate smiles brightly at them, waving her hand with a little ‘hi’ while Yelena gives them a small wave and smile.

“We also have a little surprise for you” Kate tells them before moving to the side with Yelena to show Natasha, making the kids gasp, “Auntie Nat!!”

“Hi, kids” Natasha smiles brightly with blurry eyes, hugging them close to her as much as she can, it’s a little hard hugging three kids but she made it work. She closes her eyes, soaking in their warmth that she never thought she would get to feel again.

Laura, who’s still in the kitchen cleaning up Nadia, almost drops the baby, hearing the kids yell Natasha’s name. ‘What the?’

Putting Nadia down in her now cleaned high chair, she quickly cleans up the rest to see if she heard right.

You walk away from the heartwarming scene to the kitchen where you saw Laura at. You smile at the sight of Nadia who looks at you when you walk in.

She smiles, her two front teeth in show, holding her arms out to you, “mommy!”

“Hi, baby love” You grin at her, picking her up from her chair, holding her close, kisses her hand, you turned to Laura hearing her speak.

“Did I hear right? Natasha’s here”

You nod grinning, eyes teary as well as Laura’s, who flies the kitchen.

Laura gasp at the sight of Natasha, who looks at her, letting go of the kids and pulling Laura in a hug, “You really are back” Laura croaks.

“I am”

“Um Nat, we have a surprise for you” Clint says, when he sees you walking back to the living room with Nadia.

Letting go of Laura, Natasha looks at him, grinning hearing a baby babble, “Did you have another Barton baby?”

“Nope. You and I had a Romanoff baby” You say, looking at her holding Nadia on your hip, tears pouring down your face. Laura moves away to let Natasha see, moving to Clint’s side watching.

Natasha gasp, holding her hand to her mouth with teary eyes, taking in the sight of you holding their baby. She takes in Nadia’s features, seeing her features, the red curly hair, doey green eyes, the nose, chin, her dimple on her chubby rosy cheeks. She was definitely Natasha daughter, a mini her.

Nadia stares at Natasha, her confused look slowly turning into a smile, “Mama!”

Natasha smiles tearfully as do you, you move Nadia, bending down to put her on the floor. Nadia stands staring at Natasha, then walks to her. Natasha falls on her knees, taking Nadia in her arms, hold her close, one hand behind the one year old’s head while the other held her up by her bottom.

You walk over to them, crouching down, placing a kiss on Natasha’s cheek as you wrap your arm around them.

Clint pulls Laura with to go sit on the couch, gesturing for the kids to do the same which they do, followed by Kate. Yelena watches the scene, smiling brightly, happy her sister got to met her daughter.

Pulling away, You chuckle tearfully wiping Natasha’s tears, while Nadia glances back and forth between her moms.

“It worked” Natasha whispers to you, you nod smiling brightly, “It worked” Glancing at Nadia, you kissed her rosy cheeks, “It definitely worked” you chuckle as Nadia leans forward, kissing your cheek then Natasha’s.

“Present time!” Nathaniel yelled excitedly as Clint passes out the presents. “Pesents!” Nadia squeals, wiggling in Natasha’s arms, who chuckles letting her go. Nadia waddles to them, then screams in glee when Yelena picks her up.

“moya malen'kaya petarda” Yelena blows raspberries on Nadia’s cheeks, walking around the couch and sitting with Nadia on her lap, “Yeye!!” Nadia grins up her auntie.

Natasha laughs at the nickname Nadia gave Yelena causing her sister to turn back at her to give her a glare. “Stop laughing at her” You kiss Natasha’s jaw, before pulling away and standing, holding your hand out to her, she grabs it standing up, “It’s hard not to, the name is cute though”

Wrapping her arm around your waist, she pulls you pressing you against her front, “I wished I was there for you” She says, leaning her forehead on yours, “Me too. If it makes you feel at ease, I captured every moment as If you were off in the military or something” You laughed as well as Natasha, “Well I can’t wait to see it all” She pressed her lips against yours, kissing you softly before pulling away and rolling her eyes, hearing Yelena comment, ‘Gross! your child is present’

Chuckling, you pull back grabbing Natasha’s hand and pulling her towards to others, “Come on, I want to see our baby open up her gifts”

Natasha smiles going with you, glancing at said baby who is trying to tear apart her gift while Cooper held it down for her.

Our baby.

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The rest of the day consisted of opening all gifts, board games, and movies, as a snow day was planned for tomorrow. You were happily watching at Natasha and Nadia bound, those two were attached to the hip and you wouldn’t have any other way. At night, Clint walks around the house, checking that all the doors and windows are locked when he notices that your and Natasha’s room light was still on. Curious, he walks up to the door, to check if you and her were alright, seeing the door still crack open, he soft knocks it, opening it once hearing a hushed ‘come in’

Walking in he sees you asleep, cuddled up against Natasha’s side who was wide awake and Nadia fast asleep in her playpen, looking at Natasha, “What are you doing still awake?”

“Can’t sleep” She replies, running her hand up and down your back, “I’m just taking all of this in”

“Too much for you?” He asked, crossing his arms, leaning against the doorframe.

“Not enough” She smiles lightly, “I know I said I can’t sleep but honestly I’m just afraid to sleep” She tells him, Clint gives her a look to continue.

“I slept yesterday but I woke up early to just stare at her” The redhead looks down at you, “I’m just scared that all of this will be taken away from me”

“It won’t” He promises, she scoffs shaking her head, “We don’t know that. I mean I basically cheated death, something can happen again and this time..this time no one will be able to get me back and I won’t have this anymore” She sniffs, wiping her tears.

“Well that won’t happen” He tells her, “I’ll make sure of it, it’s been almost two years and this was the first time i’ve had an enemy and that was only because of the Ronin, you’ve worked with SHEILD for years and the only enemy you had was Hydra..and the Red Room but from the stories I heard, that’s gone”

She shakes her head lightly, “and what about the people I’ve killed while in the Red Room, Clint?”

“If they wanted to kill you, they would’ve tried during your SHEILD time and right now, the world thinks you’re still dead so I doubt someone will come after you” He chuckles as well as Nat, who nods, “Yeah, you’re right about that, still doesn’t mean it doesn’t scare me”

“It scares all of us” He says, looking at a photo of his family that was hung up on the wall, “but we just gotta push it down, keep going on with our life and know that our family is safe and protected with us. If we can save a whole city, we can save our families”

“Yeah.. thank you” Natasha looks back up at him, smiling, “No problem, now get some sleep, we have a long day tomorrow” Clint pushes himself off the frame, “Goodnight”

“Goodnight” Natasha gives him another smile before he shuts the door. She looks down at you, smiling as you snuggled closer into her, in your sleep, sighing softly.

Hearing shuffling next to her, Natasha turns to look in the playpen to see Nadia moving before being still and sighing making Natasha chuckle softly, Nadia may be her twin but she definitely takes after you.

It’s funny to her, she never thought she would get any of this. A wife, a child. She thought she was gonna be alone forever, especially after Bruce, she really thought she wouldn’t get any of this but you.. you gave her that hope that she would.

You became her hope

then Nadia became your guy’s hope.

A hope that became reality.

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