These will have no particular order may not all be Romanogers. I will be, for the sake of mistakes, using Natasha in place of Natalia. Clint will come into this, and he will be so jealous. At the beginning of each chapter, you'll see who's going to be in said chapter and if there's anything to watch out for, as well as when the chapter takes place. Also, disclaimer. If I owned anything I wrote about, I would not be writing fanfiction.

Characters: Natasha, Steve, mention of Tony, Clint

Warnings: Talks about unprotected sex a little bit

When: Between Ultimate Avengers 2 and Next Avengers: Heroes of Tomorrow, after Avengers (Assemble, if you're in Europe) 2012

For: Mystergal5 and CapsGirl (Guest)

Natasha's not known to beat around the bush. She's also not known to be nervous about anything, really. First time for everything, right?

She's not sure how her plan will work out.

1. Set up bathroom

2. Steve gets back from mission

3. Pretend to be asleep

4. Steve enters bathroom, sees the gift

5. Steve wants an explanation

6. He gets one

7. ?

How will she know when Steve gets home, and be "asleep" for it? Will Steve actually go to the bathroom, and if he does, will he understand what she's left him?

Point is, she's worried. It comes with the package deal, she supposes.

Tonight's the night, and Natasha is extremely worried. Like, near-nail-chewing worried. She was pregnant with a super-soldier baby. They'd talked about it once, too. But, she had been told time and time again by the Red Room that she was infertile and therefore, incapable of having children. Steve wasn't sure if the serum had rendered him unfertile as well, or if it had blown up his fertility-ness to epic proportions. They'd done the deed without protection - Natasha was "infertile" anyway, who cares, more pleasure - and here they were. She was knocked-up with a scientific breakthrough and Steve was somewhere, getting back from his very dangerous job. The very dangerous job that he often shared with the mother of his unborn child.

Natasha was under the covers, turned away from the door, pretending to be asleep. It was step three - the bathroom was set up and now the plan awaited Steve and step two. She'd left the pregnancy test on the counter - well, one of them.

She hadn't quite believed the first one after she woke up vomiting and had taken several. Natasha didn't know why there were pregnancy tests in what used to be a one-man-tower but they were there and she'd used them.

Not too long after, the door creaked open and a shadow that could only belong to Steve Rogers stepped into the room. She measured each breath and kept her eyes closed, but not squeezed together. She had long ago perfected the act of feigning sleep.

He was quiet, stepping around the room on light feet and said feet took him to the bathroom. (Wow, her plan was spot-on. Natasha knows him too well.)

Natasha could hear Steve use the toilet, probably near-dead on his feet and thus unaware of the life changing item. She could also hear the moment he found it, because for all Tony was worth, he'd thought it'd be funny to have the walls that connected one bedroom to another be sound proof, but every wall otherwise be sheet thin. The offending object had clinked into the sink as he was gearing up to brush his teeth.

There was silence, and then... Steve stepped out of the bathroom, gingerly holding the pregnancy test. He didn't usually wake Natasha up if he could help it, but now he gently shook her, knowing her to be a light sleeper.

Natasha slowly sat up, as if not sensing any danger, and looked at Steve under eyelashes that were not covered in makeup. "Yes?" She asks, innocently.

"Hi," he seems tired, his voice husky, "sorry to wake you up. What's this?" He shows her the test.

Natasha smiles, "that's a pregnancy test." He seems confused for a moment, then his eyes narrow.

"What do you need a pregnancy test for?"

"Well, it's so I know I'm not sick, but throwing up my guts because someone down the line messed up." She paused a moment, then, "it's positive, by the way."

"Yeah, I caught that." Steve is being oddly not like himself, though Natasha rationalizes that he never expected this, this news. He's silent for a while. "You were never asleep, huh?"

Natasha shakes her head no. "Steve, how you holding up?" She asks him that because it was what she'd asked him after he'd been subjected to the underbelly of Tony's lab and just froze.

Then, without preamble, he beamed and leaned down to kiss Natasha's forehead affectionately.

"I'm great. I'm just great." He smiled. "Are we really about to have a baby?"

Natasha laughed. "Yes," she told him, "we are."

BONUS:

Natasha looked over to Clint and said, "Steve and I are having a baby."

Clint nodded. In a flat voice, he said, "that must be why he's so happy."

And, then, he left, stomping and slamming the door in his wake.