Author's Note:

I know! It's been forever since I last uploaded a story. This is a short chapter and I won't get the rest up for awhile but I just wanted to give you guys something since you've been waiting for so long. Sorry and hope you enjoy!

"Do you hear that?

"Yeah."

They listened in complete silence.

"Still hear it?"

"Yeah."

"Silence."

"Too quiet." Natasha whispered and Clint nodded. They were in their room around one in the morning. A single lamp was on and they sat on the bed, their eyes trained on the baby monitor. It has been four days now since they brought their son, James, home. James was quiet. He was always quiet. He rarely cried at all except if he was hungry but he wouldn't cry for long. No one knew if it was normal or not and that worried the assassins more than they would admit.

"Maybe we should check on him." Clint said.

"Yup," Natasha didn't hesitate and they both stood.

As the team started to wake they made their way to the kitchen where Pepper was making eggs for everyone. Besides Clint and Natasha, Tony was the last to stumble in. He yawned as he sat and everyone watched him with an amused look in his eyes.

When he looked around and saw everyone watching him he froze. "What?"

Pepper smiled and shook her head as she sat down. Tony just shrugged it off and started to eat. They all ate in silence.

"Are they not coming down?" Steve finally asked.

"Yeah, like they've left since they got here." Tony mumbled around a mouthful of eggs. It grew quiet again.

"Has anyone heard from Fury?" Steve asked.

"No." Bruce answered. Steve nodded and they all started to eat again. It grew quiet. Tony sighed and sat back in his chair.

"This is weird." He said. Everyone stopped and looked up at him. "This," Tony gestured around himself. "It's been like, four days or so and no one knows what to do anymore. They won't come down, Fury hasn't called, and I didn't even get to hold James either. That wasn't fair."

Pepper laughed at that. "You'll get to hold him. Well, you know, eventually."

James' blue-grey eyes starred up at Clint. He was standing in the middle of the Nursery holding James while Natasha was taking a shower in their room. Clint smiled down at James.

"You're something else. You know that little guy?" James looked away and Clint sat down in the rocking chair. "You never cry. You haven't woke us up at night once. Isn't that what babies do?" Clint smiled when he just yawned and blinked his eyes.

There was a quiet knock on the door and Clint noticed James' eyes immediately go in that direction.

The door opened slowly and Pepper walked in, already smiling.

"How's he doing?" She asked and moved to stand next to him still sitting in the chair.

"Good, I guess. He doesn't complain much,"

"Well," Pepper watched James carefully. She did know that he wasn't really fussy but was it normal? "You should count yourselves lucky then." She smiled instead and leaned down to stroke his cheek softly.

"Yeah…" Clint mumbled when Steve walked in.

"Fury's coming over in about ten minutes." He announced.

"Where are they?" Fury questioned when he walked into the kitchen at the tower. Pepper was wiping down the counters, Steve was sitting at the table reading a newspaper, Bruce had his eyes trained on the TV and Tony was sitting at the other end of the table actually sitting on the table and playing on his phone.

"Huh?" Tony mumbled.

Fury sighed. Since when did they seem it was ok for them to treat him like this?

"Barton and Romanoff."

"They're in the Nursery." Steve answered and looked at Fury.

"Yeah," Mumbled Tony. "Where they always are lately."

"Tony." Pepper strained from the sink. Fury sighed and left as the three of them started to argue.

Fury actually knocked a few times then hesitated before opening the door to the Nursery. While trying to find it, JARVIS also informed him to knock and be careful. He might be the spy but he still wouldn't want to surprise the world's two greatest assassins, especially when they are new parents.

When he walked in he was a little surprised at how different Romanoff looked with a baby held in her arms. Barton was next to her with his eyes trained on his every movement. There was a different kind of tense and protectiveness to him that Fury didn't quite know how to react to. So he just gave a blank expression and held his hands behind his back.

"I asked for you both to be downstairs when I arrived." Fury said with a raised eyebrow.

Neither said anything but Natasha looked up at Fury. They both just starred with a blank expression. Fury sighed.

"Ok. I've made the Council aware of the-issues, Grant caused. We at least agreed that a leave of absence for both of you was at least fair. Give time for people to settle down and you to get used to these-changes. Stay low agents. This is a critical time for the three of you. A lot of people want you dead."

And with that, Fury nodded and walked out. Clint and Natasha looked at each other before both of their gazes fell to James.