So this is my first try on fanfic so I hope you like it
Natasha's POV
Chapter 1
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Natasha, I need you to report to S.H.I.E.L.D. now.
-Fury
What does he want now?" whisper. Interrogation? Perhaps maybe he is getting the avengers together. The only way to find out is if I go. I'm about to leave when something stops me
"Natasha, where are you going?" I hear Clint's voice behind me.
I turn around, "Does it matter?" I dont know if he'll let me go, and I really want to know what Fury wants.
"Considering you're my wife, I think I have a right to know." He said a little more serious than I expected.
I sigh, "Fury told me to report to hq."
"So you decided to sneak out? I'm hurt!" He says mockingly.
"Like you wouldn't do the same thing." I giggle. "What do you think he wants?"
"I don't know, but it must be important for us both to go there." He says.
"Who said you're going!" I said a little too loud.
"Fury." He is surprisingly calm.
"Oh.. well come on slow poke!" I say.
We jump in the car and drive to hq. At the gate we have to show our ID, as soon as they approve, we go through a series of DNA tests. After they are sure it's really us, we meet Fury. He doesn't know about the marriage, Clint and I decided to keep it secret.
"I know you are wondering what I wanted you here for." He says picking up a pad, he pushes some buttons and a video comes on,"We sense a new threat to S.H.I.E.L.D, her name is Hazeline Alabaster, people have been going missing since she came to Budapest. We have reason to believe that she is the cause," He swipes the pad, and a police record with a picture of a girl looking similar to her with a different name comes on the screen, "This woman had been found guilty of 27 counts of murder, among other things, she was sentenced to life in prison. Two weeks later, she escaped. We think she got plastic surgery and changed her name. Agent Barton, we need you to keep an eye on her. Agent Romanoff, if she is who we think she is, you need to take her out."
We nod, I dont know why but I feel really sick, as we get in the car i feel like I could puke at any second. Clint must notice because he looks worried.
"Are you okay? You look sick, I'm taking you to the doctor."
I roll my eyes. "Clint, I don't need a doctor, I need a place to barf."
He hands me a cup and no later does breakfast come up.
"You're going to the doctor." He nags
We don't talk the rest of the way, i'm too afraid to talk because I don't want to puke again. We pull up into the parking lot, sign in, and wait , the nurse calls my name and I go in alone. My doctor greets me, asks what's wrong, asks if I have any other symptoms, you know the drill , but then, he decides to take a test.
"What kind of test?" I ask
"A pregnancy test, what else?" He replied like I should know.
"No offense, but I think I would know if I was pregnant." I say
The doctor eventually got me to take the test, then the test comes back.
Positive
Kind of crappy but it' a start, please review and I will see you next time!