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Natashas breath caught in her throat as she stared down at the piece of plastic in her hands. It wasn't plausible, it wasn't possible! How the hell could the test be positive? She wasn't supposed to be able to have children, the Red Room had made sure of that. Her legs began to shake so she slumped down on the floor, back to the bathroom door. She burried her face in her knees as her brain went into over drive. She always thought of motherhood as something she had always wanted but could never have. But if this test was absolutely one hundred percent correct then things were about to change, big time. She didn't want to get her hopes up too much so decided to go to the one person who she trusted enough to actually tell her whether she was pregnant or not. Bruce Banner.

Now feeling slightly sick she jumped up from her position on the floor and wrenched open the door. She passed Bruce on the way to her room earlier, he was reading in the living room by himself and she hoped he would still be there. Quickening her pace, she quickly turned the corner into the living room, slipping on her fluffy socks which Clint had bought her last christmas (and she would never tell anyone, but she actually rather liked them) .

"Bruce!" she shouted before even stopping to see who was in the living room. She cursed under her breath, just her luck, not only was Bruce in the living room but so was Tony and Clint. All three men turned to look at her in curiosity. She avoided Clints gaze and turned her eyes to Bruce. Wringing her hands nervously she stepped forward.

"Um, Bruce, would you mind coming with me a second? I need to talk to you" Bruce flickered his eyes to Clint and then back to Natasha.

"Um, sure?" he said uncertainly, standing up and approaching her. As he followed her out of the living room they heard Tony teasing Clint

"Ooo, has the wife gotten bored and decided to switch it up a bit?" Natasha rolled her eyes as she could just imagine him wiggling his eyebrows and poking her husband. Before they got too far out of hearing distance they heard a loud thump and an ow from Tony.

Natasha led Bruce all the way down to the Med Bay and to one of the private rooms.

"Natasha, would you mind telling me what this is about?" Bruce asked as he took a seat on the chair and Natasha sat on the edge of the bed.

She took a deep breath and analysed Bruce for a second before begginning.

"Well, I'd been feeling sick a lot recently which is really weird because I don't get sick, you know?" Bruce's expression changed to one of worry but she quickly continued to put him at ease.

"And my Period has been late, and I mean really late" she added, not beating around the bush.

Bruce took off his glasses and rubbed a hand down his face, he could see where this was going.

"So you think that you might be pregnant?" he asked

She nodded and bit her lip "But that's impossible right? I mean, I'm infertile. You can't just become un-infertile, right?!" she was starting to panic now so Bruce tried to clam her down.

"Have you taken any tests?" She nodded and pulled the test from her pocket.

"I took one and it said postive, but I wanted to be sure so I came to check with you"

Bruce put his glasses back on his face and swivelled round in his chair to open a draw. He pulled out a small glass pot and handed it to her.

"I'm gonna need a urine sample" Natasha took the pot without question and got up to go to the bathroom that was connected to the hospital room.

Ater doing her 'business' she came back in and handed the pot to Bruce.

"Usually it would take a little while to get results back but I think I can have them back to you by tomorrow, living in Stark Tower really pays off"

Natasha nodded and thanked Bruce before leaving. She had no idea how she was going to wait a whole 24 hours, or hide it from Clint for so long.

Later that night, when Clint had gotten into bed and wrapped his arms around her stomach, Natasha lay awake worrying. She envied her husband who was able to fall asleep so quickly. Even as a child she had found it difficult falling asleep. She wondered if her child, no, she couldn't get her hopes up that she was pregnant. She didn't think she could stand the backlash if she wasn't actually pregnant.

But even as she told herself this, she still found herself tenderly placing a hand on her stomach as she drifted off to sleep.

Natasha woke up that morning, not with the desire for a cup of coffee like usual, but the need to puke her guts up in the toilet connected to their room. She thanked her lucky stars that Clint had promised Tony he'd help him out with something early this morning so wasn't here to see her crouched over the toilet bowl, losing what little dignity she had left after having given a pot of her own urine to Bruce of all people.

After brushing her teeth, getting dressed and lounging around her room for a while she decided she couldn't wait any longer and made her way towards Bruces lab. Surely he had to have some kind of idea by now, and if the morning sickness was anything to go by it was what she was hoping for.

Just as she was about to knock on the Lab door it swung open. Bruce looked up at her startled but then smiled.

"Natasha! I was just on my way to find you, come in" he motioned for her to follow him and they sat opposite each other at one of the work benches.

"Your results came in this morning" Natasha kept a calm and impassive look on her face as she listened to Bruce speak but inside butterflies felt like they were exploding in her stomach.

Bruce looked like he could barely contain his smile "They came back positive Natasha, you're gonna be a Mom"

Natasha slapped a hand over her mouth in shock. This was it. This was really it! Holy shit, she was pregnant. Her, Black Widow. What kind of person decided that she was worthy of carrying a child?

Bruces smile faltered for a second "This is what you were hoping for, right?"

Natasha was quick to reassure him by nodding vigorously.

"It's just a shock" she said after a moment of silence "I mean, I know mine and Clints situation isn't ideal but Bruce, I really think I can do this. I've wanted this for so long" At the thought of her husband she stopped talking and paled.

"Oh God, Clint" She groaned "What the hell is he going to think about this"

Bruce put a hand on her shoulder to console her "I'm sure he'll be just as happy as you are"

He stood up from his seat and smiled at her "Now come on Natasha, no stressing out, it's not good for the baby"

Unbeknown to Bruce and Natasha, Tony had just appeared outside the lab and heard Bruces last sentence. He placed a hand over his mouth in shock. Why hadn't Clint said anything? He turned back on his heel to return to his partner in crime and find out why he didn't know about baby Hawk.

He rushed back upstairs to the living room where he found Clint scrolling through the many channels on Tonys flat screen tv.

He stood in front of the screen, blocking it from Clints view and put his hands on his hips, mock glaring down at him.

"You have some explaing to do Bird Brain"

Clint looked up at him in confusion before setting the remote to the side.

"I do?" he asked, Poor Clint was absolutely clueless to what Tony was going on about.

"What do you mean 'I do?'" Tony mocked "I'm talking about the little bird you and Spidey have in the nest"

Clint looked up at him, completely lost "What the hell are you talking about Stark?

Tony threw his hands up in exasperation "The baby! You know, the one growing inside that scary wife of yours?!"

Tony stared down at Clint, awaiting his response. But Clint just stared blankly back at him.

"Nats pregnant?" he whispered

Tony slowly realised his mistake "Oh shit" he muttered under his breath, looking around nervously as if expecting Natasha to pop out from behind the fridge and stab him for telling Clint.

"I- I didn't say that" he tried to amend but Clint was already up on his feet, an excited twinkle in his eyes.

Before Tony could stop him Clint was rushing off in search for his wife.

Natasha was wandering down the many corridors of Stark tower, trying to walk as slow as possible and thinking of what she was going to say to Clint. Did she just come right out with it? Hey Clint, I'm carrying your child, yipee! Or did she play coy? She didn't really have a chance to plan what she had to say as Clint rounded the corner and was at the top of the corridor.

They both stopped dead in their tracks and stared at each other. Natashas breath sped up as she realised it was now or never. Just as she opened her mouth to speak Clint beat her to it.

"Is it true?" he asked, slowly walking towards her.

Natasha stayed rooted to the spot and looked at him with wide eyes. When she didn't reply, Clint pushed on.

"Are you pregnant?"

Well that just blew everything Natasha had been trying to prepare out the window. How the hell did he know that? Not trusting her own voice she nodded, afraid of what his reaction would be.

She certainly didn't expect him to run towards her, lift her up and twirl her around, laughing excitedly.

"Oh my god" he whispered in her hair when he set her down.

"You're not mad?" she asked, peering up at him through her red hair.

Clint looked down at her bewildered and moved a piece of hair from in front of her eyes.

"Mad?! Far from it, I'm ecstatic!" he laughed happily "I never thought this day would come"

Natasha closed her eyes and rested her head on Clints chest "neither did I" she sighed.

Suddenly she pulled away from him and looked up at him confused

"How the hell did you know?"

Clint smirked and looked down at her

"Stark came barging in demanding to know why I hadn't told him about our 'little bird', not realising I didn't even know"

Natasha groaned when she realised he must have heard her and Bruce talking inside the lab.

"Sometimes that man really pisses me off" she muttered.

Clint laughed whilst stroking her hair.

"You know we're going to have to pick a name right"

Natasha pulled away from him and gave him a, 'are you for real?' look

"Wow, really? I thought we'd just refer to it as THE BIRD CHILD for the rest of its life"

Clint rolled his eyes "I don't mean that, I mean we can't ever agree upon anything. Not even movies or what to have as takeout. How the hell are we gonna name a child?"

Nataha pulled away "Can I just say now, if Tony tries to bribe you into naming her after him, I will snap your bow in half"

Clint laughed and grinned at her "Her, huh?"

Natasha felt herself blush "Well I feel weird calling her and 'it' and plus, I've always kind of wanted a little girl".

Clint pulled her back into another hug and smiled,

"So have I"

I hope you enjoyed! I'm sorry if it was a little cheesy, but I thought it was really cute :)

I'm going on holiday tomorrow for a week but I think I may still be able to update during that time.

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