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AN: So I watched AOU a few weeks ago and I found it frustrating how they crushed Cintasha and I needed to get this out of my head.
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They have been in the Quinjet for some time. Thor was getting restless and he no longer felt comfortable, Bruce had been dozing off from time to time, Tony had gotten bored in the first few minutes, which had led the rest of the Avengers to hear his incessant rambling. They only ones who remained awake and sane during the length of the flight were Clint and Natasha. The latter found it hard to concentrate in anything else than her recalled memories of her childhood. Memories she had fought to keep at bay. Steve had been helping Clint to pilot the jet from time to time, but the archer told him to get some rest and clear his mind. That had left Clint as the only one piloting the jet with the rest of the Avengers on board.
Clint had surpassed the majority of the distance when he heard the ruffling of blankets coming from the back. He knew it was Tony; he had been the only one, beside Bruce, to take a blanket. His footsteps announced him of his proximity.
"Want me to take the wheel?" The millionaire asked.
He had decided the place they were heading to, and he knew that no one besides him and Natasha knew the exact directions of the secret hideaway. He considered the offer to rest, but declined it due to the lack of knowledge the superhero had of that place.
"Nah, I got it, thanks" He declined respectfully. He knew the man's curiosity would take the best of him.
"Where are we going anyway?"
He had called that place home for some time, but he didn't have it in him to reveal that personal detail without the other part being inside the situation. So he said the same exact words he had told her that dreadful day when she couldn't hold herself upright.
"Somewhere safe" With that, Tony slipped to the back of the jet.
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He left the autopilot on and went to wake the rest of the team. Tony was sleeping in a chair next to Bruce, who had his head propped on the super soldier's shoulder. Thor was lying on the floor, his cape dethatched from his suit, serving him as an impromptu pillow. His spider was resting on the nearest chair to the cabin. He weighted his options and decided to wake her up like he would do without the team's presence. He knew how to wake her up when she was being hunted by her memories. He crouched so they were at eye level and with a soft and soothing voice began to call her to the real world.
"Tasha baby, wake up. We're home and Laura told me the kids can't wait to see you. They need to know their mother is ok. Please wake up. Come back to me Nat." He pleaded, knowing better than to touch the master assassin.
"They should be in bed, Clinton." It was the response he was hoping to get.
He knew Natasha better than to know when she was hurt. She would slip the cold-hearted assassin in her personal life, giving her voice that threatening and cold feel to it. He was used to it, when she was hurt and needed help or when she had to decide how to eliminate a threat in a room full of possible witnesses.
"Gotta wake the team" He excused himself, making his way to wake the sleeping God.
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They landed a few miles apart; Natasha leaned on her partner who wrapped his arm around her waist, Bruce and Tony followed behind with Thor and Steve on her heels.
Tony was not expecting a farm, it wasn't the archer's style neither he could picture the assassin milking the cows or even working on the plants. But somehow he found amusing the mental image of the archer tending to the garden's flowers. Clint and Natasha were the first ones to enter; the smell of home got them right in the spot. They had been gone for far too long that they hadn't realized how much they had missed the sound of the keys hitting the bowl of the hall or the discarded toys around the living room. Or even the marks of faded paint on the wall. They had missed home.
"Honey, we're home!"Barton announced at everyone's surprise.
They didn't have time to analyze the situation when they heard footsteps running down the stairs. Suddenly a boy with sandy blonde hair came, throwing himself at the agent. His sister, with a fiery red hair made a bee-line to the other agent.
"Those are little agents" Tony declared to the rest of the team.
"Welcome home мама" The Little girl greeted her mother with a dazzling smile on her face.
"Почему так долго?" The girl asked in Russian. (What took you so long?)
The cold assassin looked at her daughter and looking at the other agent answered the question. "Папа и я имел плохих парней для захвата"(Dad and I had some bad guys to catch).She answered in Russian so the team couldn't understand.
They turned so they could see the person on the doorframe. She was tall, taller than Natasha but shorter than Barton.
"She's another agent"
The unknown woman in the room went and hugged Clint, who dropped the boy to the floor. Meanwhile, the kids were surrounding the red-head assassin.
"How are you Laura?" Clint asked the woman in his arms.
They broke apart and she kissed his cheek, she then went to Natasha and hugged her. Natasha returned the hug to the other woman. Laura slipped her hand in one of her pockets and took out three rings and handed them to Clint. He slipped them in his pocket to return them to their owner.
Natasha knew they would have to give explanations and once they did, the farm would never be the same. The farm had been the place they would run to after Fury gave them the heads up to have a few weeks of rest, where they would celebrate Christmas and have family dinners like any other American family. Laura would come to take care of the kids, and she would stay in the farm making sure all of Clint's workers did as they were told, because at the end they knew she was the one in charged in the farm. In the living room, Natasha gave birth to both of their kids; they had raised them in those four walls. And she knew that once she told the team their most well-kept secret, all of that would change.
"Ok, so guys, this is Laura Barton. She lives here and takes care of the kids when we're away." Clint introduced the woman. He knew they were going to have questions, and he had been thinking of the answers while he was directing the team.
"Wait you're married?" Tony asked incredulously.
"Oh, no…" Laura looked from Tony to Clint, and seeing the millionaire was diverting his gaze between the archer and herself, decided to intervene. "He's married, I'm not." She looked at the kids, looking for a way out, not finding one seeing as they were waiting for their parents to finish the conversation and have some time with them.
"I knew it. Bruce, remember that time before the invasion when we were working on the lab? What did I told you?" He asked the other scientist.
"That you were going to hire a teacher so Thor could talk without people thinking he had come out from a Shakespeare novel?, That you were going to find a girlfriend for Rogers because you couldn't handle his innocent way of thinking? Or that you were going to sneak into Romanoff's room to get proof to show Fury that they were sleeping together?" Banner spilled all of his secrets out in the open.
"Mark my words Stark. Nobody touches my things and comes out unscathed."The assassin stated with her green eyes giving Stark the Black Widow glare.
"Ok Stark, we're not sleeping together. We are married; everyone in the farm knows it, they even know to call Natasha, Mrs. Barton. And no Stark, SHIELD does not know about this. Coulson was our witness, but you knew him. He didn't say a word about it." Barton explained to the stoned millionaire.
"Wait Katniss, you're telling me you and Stalin kept your marriage, being the best active agents SHIELD has ever had, a secret?" When both of the agents mentioned nodded, Tony went on "And how did you keep the kids a secret?"
"Well, Laura changed her identity so she could be my legal sister and take care of the kids in case anyone came wondering here looking for an adventure." Clint explained looking at Laura. "To our workers, she's Ms. Barton. So we're the Bartons here." He took his son and held him over his shoulder.
"Clint, put the kids to bed, I'll show everyone where they will be sleeping." She looked back at the team and then at Laura who followed suit with everyone on tow.
They stopped at the first door of the first floor. Natasha opened the room to reveal a small bedroom with a simple bed and some furniture.
"Cap, you'll be sleeping here for the time being, you can ask Clint for one of his clothes to sleep in, he should have enough for the four of you" She said as the soldier nodded respectfully, once he was in the room, she went on to show the other their respective rooms.
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When Natasha made her way to their room, she found Clint waiting for her on their bed. He had the first-aid kit they kept hidden in every room in the house in case someone ever found them there. She sat down and waited until he removed her cat suit and carried her to the bathtub, already filled with water. He gently cleaned her wounds and then the rest of her body, making sure the dirt of her hair ended up in the water. He gently took her in his arms and wrapped a towel around her. Once she was dried up, he went to the room to fish her some underwear for her to wear while she was drying her hair. He returned to the bathroom and handed her the underwear with a warm smile which she took from him with a raise of her eyebrows. He returned to the room and waited patiently for her to get to bed. Once she was sat on the bed, he started stitching up some wounds she had sustained from the fight against Ultron. She moved her arms and legs to make sure she hadn't broken any bone. She took two of his shirts from the drawer and put one of them on, while he took his suit off. She did the same with him, he stitched him up and made sure he hadn't broken any bone. Once they were done, they slipped into bed. They knew what was coming, it happened every single time they came home after a long period of time. They left some space between them waiting for them to come. Soon, there were small footsteps on the hallway which followed with a turn of the door knob and a screeching sound the door made when they tried to open it without making a sound. Then a red-haired girl peaked her head through the door to see if her parents were asleep, who were usually feigning sleep so the girl sneaked into the room and climbed into the bed and made a sound so her brother could join them. That's how they slept when they came home, with their kids sleeping between them, Mila next to her father and Vadim next to his mother. They never noticed the smiles on the faces of their parents once they had drifted off.