Natasha paced back and forth in her room, not sure what else to do.

It was early and Clint, who occasionally spent the nights with her, had already gone down to the gym to start his routine workout. Natasha would usually be there as well to spar a little with Steve, but that morning was different. That morning Natasha had learned that her life was about to change in the one way she had never anticipated.

"Oh God," she whispered to herself, running her hand through her hair. Her other hand went to rest against her stomach. "What am I going to do?"

Natasha looked over at the pregnancy test on the only desk in the room. How one little strip of plastic could control her fate was beyond her.

And how was she going to tell Clint?

She knew that he was more family oriented than her, but how much so she didn't know.

Her biggest fear was that he would get mad at her and want nothing to do with her or the small life that was now growing inside her. She didn't know what she would do if it came down to that.

Another problem was how she felt about the situation. She wasn't thrilled by the news like most people would be but she wasn't totally heartless. The second she knew about the baby she loved it with all her heart. But she was a professional assassin and a baby was the last thing she needed at the moment.

She wasn't even too sure how it happened, other than the obvious. She had always been so careful about birth control. But when she had missed her period she was quick to run out and buy a pregnancy test.

Finally she sighed and decided to put all her worries aside and focus on just telling Clint.

"Okay baby let's get this over with," she said, patting her stomach gently before leaving the room to head down to the gym.

(Next Part)

Clint hit the punching bag one more time before stopping for the day. He wiped the sweat from his brow and went over to a nearby bench, where he had put a towel and a bottle of water. He wrapped the towel around his neck and took a swig from the bottle.

"Where's Natasha?" Steve asked coming up beside Clint. "She's never missed a day of training unless we were on a mission."

Clint had noticed that she wasn't there too. There wasn't much he didn't notice. He had just figured that Fury had called her in to meet with her about something.

"Don't know. Fury's probably got something for her," he replied. The two headed off towards the locker room to take a shower and change for breakfast.

In the kitchen, Clint and Steve found all of the Avengers gathered together. Pepper and Jane were fixing breakfast. Thor was being impatient and rummaging around in the refrigerator. And Tony and Bruce were sitting at the table, discussing their latest project.

"Morning," Steve greeted, joining Tony and Bruce at the table.

"Morning," everyone chorused back.

Clint nodded in return, noting that Natasha wasn't there. He wasn't worried about her but merely curious about where she was.

Pepper announced that breakfast was ready and for everyone to get a plate and help themselves. As everyone did as they were told Clint decided to skip the meal and go check Natasha's room to see if she was there.

When he got up to the floor Natasha stayed on he went into her room and was stopped by the sound of retching. He instantly rushed to the bathroom and found her leaning over the toilet, her face paler than usual.

Natasha rarely got sick and when she did it was usually serious and not just the common cold.

Clint got down and held her fiery hair out of her face. She didn't even register that someone was there with her until she was done and had stood up to rinse her mouth.

When she saw who it was the nauseous feeling instantly returned.

"Hey. Are you okay?" he asked, gently brushing away a strand of hair that had fallen back when she stood up.

Natasha shook her head. She had just left to find him when a bout of morning sickness had hit her, causing her to run back into the bathroom.

"There's something I need to tell you," she said, bracing herself for what was about to happen.

Now Clint was really concerned. What if there was something seriously wrong with her?

Natasha looked into his worried eyes and took a deep breath. "I'm pregnant."

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Okay, so I thought about it and couldn't resist writing this. I hope you guys enjoy it and please let me know what you think!