Yay! New story! This is a "Take Two" Of a story I posted, hated and pulled town. I've re-written most of it and have decided to give it another try. Trust me, this'll be a long one so PLEASE stick around! PLEASE READ THE NOTE ON THE BOTTOM IT'S IMPORTANT!
Natasha woke up to the sound of her cell phone buzzing. Still groggy from sleep she answered yawning.
"Agent Romanov."
"Romanov, it's Fury. I do apologize for calling so early but we have a problem. A big problem."
"What kind of a problem?"
"A get your ass out of bed and grab the other Avengers kind of problem."
"No need for a big introduction. What's going on?"
"A large group of Hydra agents were spotted in a small town in Egypt"
"Egypt? Little out of their usual territory."
"Exactly, I need you and the other Avengers to get in there and take them out. Try to figure out why they're there. There will be a jet waiting for you in an hour. Good luck"
"Thank you sir." Natasha hung up and plopped back onto her pillow.
"We never get to just sleep in anymore." A sleepy voice next to her said.
"Nope, comes with the job I guess." Natasha said rolling over to face him, she lightly kissed him. He smiled wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into his chest. "We need to go." They both got up and quickly put on their uniforms. She watching him wander around the apartment looking for something. She smiled a little; he was really the only semi-normal thing in her life. Having a boyfriend isn't something an ex-KGB assassin and Red Room super soldier, now SHIELD agent would have. He had taught her how to be something she never had been, childish. Memories from about 2 months before flooded her mind.
"Look at me." She said smiling while re-organizing her cards "Sitting in my pajamas at 3:00 in the afternoon playing Go Fish with my boyfriend. I feel like such a child."
He laughed a little.
"Well you did say 'Love is for Children.'" He said grinning from behind his cards. He noticed her freeze, staring at him wide eyed. She looked terrified.
"You… you love me?" She asked, still unmoving. He put down his cards and looked at her.
"I do. Why is that such a bad thing?" He asked, trying to take her hand. She stood up quickly and walked into the living room, him following behind her. Their argument lasted several painful hours.
"You can't love me! I'm the Black Widow, Natalia Romanova! I can't be loved. I don't deserve to be loved…"
"Natasha, no matter what you say, I love you. I love your bravery. I love your persistence to do what's right, no matter what the cost. I love the way you smile. The way you smile when I tell you how beautiful you are, or the way you smile when you beat someone in a sparring match. I love everything about you and there's no way anyone could convince me otherwise. Why is that so bad?! I just, I hope that one day you realize that you love me to. And that you don't have to be afraid to." She looked at him through blurry tears before laughing a little. She smiled, wiping her eyes.
"I- I guess there's no wrong in being a little childish…" She'd never seem him smile to big before.
"Nat? Natasha!" He called. She was pulled out of her daydream as she turned to him.
"You okay?"
"Yeah. Just thinking about the mission." She said.
"Right, I know when you're lying." He smirked.
"I'm a highly trained assassin, you wouldn't know if I was lying if I had "I'M LYING" Tattooed on my forehead!"
"And you'd still be just as beautiful." He kissed the top of her head gently, she smiled.
"Little cheesy, but I'll take it." He laughed. They started heading out the door. "Don't forget your shield. It's in the bedroom."
"Oh yeah! Thanks!" He ran off to get it. "Steve Rogers" She thought smiling. "You will be the death of me."
Natasha had been fighting for hours alongside her team. Natasha, Clint and Thor were together in a crumbling tower, she'd been fighting for hours, trying to ignore her dizziness. She'd been feeling it since they started fighting; now it was accompanied by nausea and a horrid headache.
"Stark! Status!" She yelled into her earpiece, she was ready for this mission to be over.
"You've got a shit-load of guys headed your way, east entrance." She saw him fly by, Hydra missiles on his tail. Firing out the window, she and Clint took out the front portion of their attackers. Thor flew out a hole in the wall, plowing through enemies as Steve's shield flew by. The fire fight continued for another hour before the enemy soldiers had surrendered and were being taken in by SHIELD agents. Each gunshot added to her nausea, every move made her head swirl. By the end there were still distant sounds of gunfire down the mountain.
"Ah!" Natasha stumbled backward, clutching the sharp pain in her gut.
"Natasha!" Clint turned to catch her but she held a hand to stop him. Natasha Romanov did not like to be helped.
"I think I've been shot. Gah!" She winced at another twinge of pain; this time she let Clint catch her. He helped her back to her feet.
"Tasha, no one fired a gun…" She looked up at him confused, her head swirling more. She stood up, and walked [more like stumbled] towards the door. She stopped, clenching her stomach as she leaned against the doorway. She saw Steve, Tony and Thor talking about something about 50 feet away Bruce 'de-hulking' in the distance. The three turned when they heard her thud against the door. Their faces quickly turned from confusion to concern.
"Nat!" Steve jogged towards her "You're practically turning green! Are you alright?"
"I…" The world turned and twisted around her, and she fell to the ground.
Natasha woke up to the sound of a heart rate monitor beeping and someone tapping quickly at a machine. Panic filled her as memories from her past ran through her mind. She quickly sat up. The person at the machine turned around at the noise and her heart rate lowered. It was only Bruce. "Hey Natasha, how ya feeling?"
"Fine… Honestly Bruce I feel fine. I don't know what happened." She lied. She was still a little nauseas, but no was near as much as before.
"I'm just going to run some tests." He said reassuringly "Your symptoms could mean a number of things. High blood pressure, poisoning, a flu… and… pregnancy." Bruce was worried when she didn't react. Slowly she lowered her head.
"Pregnancy… That's…"
"It's not 100% certain, just a possibility with the symptoms. Are you okay?"
"I don't-" she was interrupted by the sound of the other Avengers coming down the hall. She sat up straight when they all turned into the room.
"Natashalie! You had us worried!" Tony said crossing the room with Clint and Steve.
'Thor must've gone back to Asguard' She thought
"Nat? How are you?" Steve asked walking towards her, his voice filled with worry. She shot a glare at him and he backed off, confused.
"Well she's fine. I'm just running a few tests."
"Tests? For what an STD?" Clint joked. Natasha glared at him to, shutting him up. Bruce looked at Natasha wondering if she wanted to tell them what the test was, or if she wanted him to tell them. Or if she even wanted to tell anyone at all, the tests were probably negative. JARVIS stopped all of his wondering.
"Pregnancy Test: 75% complete."
Natasha looked at Steve out of the corner of her eye. He was looking at her, confused, yet concerned at the same time.
"Oh." Clint said sitting down on a table.
"Yeah. Oh." Natasha took a deep breath. She and Clint both knew, a pregnant SHIELD agent was a liability. She'd be on forced maternity leave, and then desk work until the baby was a few months old. But that wasn't near the worst part. She was an Avenger, and the Black Widow had enemies. Enemies that would surely fight dirty. She knew people would go after the baby to get to her. If she was pregnant, she was bringing a life into the world that would be in constant danger, and she couldn't do anything about that.
"Pregnancy Test complete. Results..." Everyone froze, Natasha held onto her breath as JARVIS finished processing the results. Natasha made worried eye contact with Steve. She wondered what he was thinking. He must've always wanted kids, she knew him, she'd seen him interact with them before. But did he know the danger? He smiled at her a little, it wasn't a happy one. It was a reassuring smile.
"Positive"Natasha sighed, leaning back against the wall. Tony sat down next to Clint on the table as Bruce double checked JARVIS's results. The pregnancy came through 100%.
"Positive… looks like we're getting an Avenger's baby." Tony said standing up.
"JARVIS please erase Natasha's most recent records." Bruce said, quickly copying down her data into his notebook.
"Thanks." She said her eyes still shut. Bruce knew if he didn't erase the data, Fury would get hold of it somehow. She wasn't ready for anyone at SHIELD to know yet. She looked over at Steve. He didn't look mad, or sad. But he also didn't look particularly ecstatic.
Clint was acting calm, but he was torn up on the inside. Not because Natasha was pregnant, not because it was Steve's (He did love Natasha, but like a sister.), but because he knew what this going to do to them. It's pretty clear, Super heroes can't exactly raise a family. At all.
Natasha looked away from Steve before swinging her legs off the edge of the bed. "Well. If you'll excuse me. I'm gonna go for a little walk." Ignoring her nausea she stood up and walked out the door. She half expected someone to stop her, especially Steve. When no one did she made a sharp turn right and headed for the stairs.
Steve found her on the roof a few hours later; the sun was setting in the distance outlining her silhouette from where she sat on the edge of the building. He walked towards her slowly, expecting her to yell at him to leave her alone. When she didn't he sat down on next to her, their feet dangling over the 1,000 foot plus drop. "Steve, I swear to god if you propose to me right now I'll throw you off the building." Steve laughed a little under his breath.
"Are you okay?" He asked, taking her hand in his.
"Stop asking me that." She pulled away and turned towards the sun. She looked down at her flat stomach; absent mindedly she placed one hand over it.
"Nat. Look, I know you don't want this-"
"How do you know that? Steve, I don't want this. I wanted something like this for years but I grew up. I can't have a kid Steve, and I know that. Being tied down in anyway... Don't get me wrong! I love you... I don't know how to be a mom. I- I grew up without one. You- You have no idea how danger-" He pressed his lips to hers, letting all the worries in her mind fade, even for only a second.
When the kiss ended he smiled, pressing a hand to her cheek, stained with tears long gone. "Natasha, I'm here to. I'll always be here-"
"You don't know that. Our job is to go out and get shot at. We could go out, and never come back. A kid can't grow up like-"
"Natasha. Sometimes you just have to figure things out as you go along. Bucky… He used to tell me everything happens for a reason. I've always thought that. Everything's going to be okay. I promise."
She lean against him. Smiling a little. "I love you."
He kissed the top of her head, smiling. "Right back at ya."
a) Hopefully attempt 2 is better than the 1st one. I do like it better.
b) Okay, this is the 1st of 3 parts involving Pregnant Natasha. I'm also going to have another story with random 'One Shot kind of things' with pregnant Natasha.
c) Don't worry, this shouldn't hurt how often I update "Déjà Vu Miss Everdeen?". But I do have Finals soon so I might not update very often for the next few weeks. :(
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