3rd POV

Remy hated when they argued. Remy tried not be jealous that when Natasha was in New York she spent more time at Avenger's Tower more than at her place. It had been Natasha's birthday and Remy had prepared a variety of Russian dishes for the redhead when she was at work on a Saturday with her team. Natasha usually came home around six so Remy took her time to tidy up her apartment even herself by dolling up a bit.

Remy sat on the couch leaving the door in the oven waiting for her girlfriend to come home.

She watched the clock anxiously as ten minutes past then an hour then three hours. Remy sat brewing up a storm nearing on the verge of frustrated tears.

A soft knock at the door made her jump in surprise before rushing to nearly rip off the handle.

Natasha stood between the arms of her two teammates. Hawkeye and Captain America stood holding her drunk ass self up.

"You've got to me shitting me," I snapped seeing how she spent her birthday with her team.

"Sorry to disturb you miss, but Natasha told us this was her address," Cap announced gripping Natasha gripped a little tighter when she leaned forward.

I looked at Natasha who was staring at the Clint making fun of his ears. She had known that Remy was expecting her home hours ago so why did Natasha blow her off to get drunk?

"I don't know where her home is," Remy replied looking sadly at Natasha in disappointment.

"So who are you then?" Arrow guy asked narrowing his eyes.

Of course, Natasha wouldn't tell them about me.

"No one important. Make sure she gets home safe," Remy shut the door in the three Avengers faces not giving a damn.

Dumping the food in the trash and cleaning up, Remy showered dressing down into sweatpants before needing some air to clear her head. She ended up in a 24-hour diner across from the Avengers tower. She could see the top floor was still hosting a get together of the heroes. Natasha didn't need her so why did she spend so much time toying around with Remy's emotions?

They had been together for about a year now knowing each other for a year before that. Remy loved Natasha but she didn't dare say it out loud. She drank her coffee before leaving a large tip before walking home with a familiar knot in her stomach.

Remy didn't hear from Natasha for a few days.

Until Remy went to the market to see Natasha with three men in tow who were signing autographs. Remy watched as Natasha looked at her like she didn't exist. That stung a bit.

It had been an argument they had many times that Natasha was protecting her by not making their relationship public or telling anyone.

Looking down at the pavement, Remy walked away with a heavy heart that whatever they had was soon or had come to an abrupt end. She should have seen it coming with the distance that Natasha had been building for a while now.

Weeks past when packages of Remy's favorite sour gummy worms were delivered with a note saying I'm sorry. The package didn't change anything for Remy. She sent it back to the Tower hoping to send a message.

A few days past before Steve picked up the mail noticing a returned package from the same address from where Natasha directed them when she was plastered. Opening it up curious he gawked at the amount of sour gummy worms before recognizing Natasha's writing.

I'm sorry.

So Natasha did know the young women but how and why was Natasha sorry?

Natasha found Steve holding the note in his hand when she snatched the box and not out his hands.

"Not a word, Rogers," She warned clutching the package to her chest.

Usually, Natasha was quite open with her team but not about Remy. Remy was hers alone to know about. She wasn't sure how she was going to fix her relationship but she had done it before.

Steve was more than curious and maybe he could get answers from this Remy herself. Talking to Clint, they both agreed to make sure this Remy wasn't a threat or Hydra.

Too early on a Saturday morning when Clint and Steve knocked on Remy's door. Remy who had fallen asleep on the couch opened the door half asleep. Remy rubbed her eyes looking at the two Avengers.

"May we come in Miss Goodwin?" Cap asked feeling bad for waking the poor girl.

"I have a feeling that I could stop you if I tried. Come in and I will make some coffee," Remy grumbled turning her back to start the process of waking up.

"I'm Clint and this is Steve," Clint loomed by the kitchen with the promise of coffee.

"I'm not an idiot. I know who you two are," Remy snapped her anger at Natasha slipping out.

"Sorry that came out harsh," Remy continued measuring out the coffee.

"So Miss Goodwin how do you know the Natasha Romanoff?" Steve asked getting down to business.

"Apparently, I'm not at liberty to say so maybe ask her yourself," Remy replied getting out three mugs.

"I have a feeling that Natasha won't divulge that information," Clint concluded crossing his arms.

"Why does it matter?" Remy questioned grabbing the creamer.

"We want what's best for her," Clint admitted with an honest smile.

Steve looked at her pleading puppy eyes that nearly made her heart melt. Yes, Natasha would be beyond pissed at her for going behind her back but what did Remy have to lose? She also really did need to confront it at some point.

"Natasha is my girlfriend or ex, I'm not really sure anymore," Remy poured coffee into a mug glancing to see their surprised faces.

"I didn't know that Natasha had a partner," Steve admitted accepting the warm mug of goodness.

"How long have you two been together?" Clint asked confused about Natasha keeping it secret from him.

"A little over a year," Remy stated taking a sip of her coffee.

"That explains why she is gone all the time," Steve concluded understanding why she disappeared a ton.

"Why keep it a secret?" Clint asked before adding more sugar to his mug.

"She wants me away from all the danger and to not make me a target. I agreed because I wanted to make her happy but it's been hard to get to know someone when they leave you out of a big part of who they are. I've got my own secrets and she has hers so it makes it hard to trust each other completely but that doesn't stop me from loving her," Remy admitted smiling to herself at telling someone that she loved Natasha even if it wasn't her.

"So why don't you tell her?" Clint asked feeling the draft from the window.

"Because that's not fair to Natasha because the Avengers need her and I can't make her turn her back on the world because I want to be with her," Remy admitted putting away the creamer and sugar.

"So what happened on Nat's birthday?" Steve asked noticing the flicker of sincere emotion in Remy's eyes.

"She had been acting weird all week prior so I thought she was going to be gone for awhile like it had happened in the past. Natasha said she would be back around six so I prepared a few Russian dishes that would remind her of home. Then she didn't bother to text me to tell me she was too busy getting drunk, which never happens when I waited for hours. It hurt and it pushed me to doubt our relationship if it meant anything to her," Remy admitted confiding in the two men.

"I'm sorry for what has happened. If we had known we wouldn't have made her stay. We didn't want her to be alone on her birthday," Steve confessed.

"It is what it is, Captain," Remy lamented sadness settling in her chest.

After they left, Remy decided to go out for breakfast.

Life went on normal for a week, no word from any Avenger. Remy had noticed the attention towards that the Winter Soldier was a new Avenger. It was Saturday when she bumped into Steve at the city market disguised poorly.

"Hello, Remy, this is my friend, Bucky. I was wondering if you wanted to come to out bowling with Bucky, Clint, and myself tonight," Steve introduced making Remy smile at the other man before narrow my eyes at him.

"Only if Natasha isn't there then sure," Remy answered having nothing else to do.

"She's on a mission. We will pick you up at 6."

Remy walked away with a pep in her step at doing something different.

"Why did you lie about Natasha and who is that girl?" Bucky asked as soon as Remy was out of earshot.

"You'll see."

Only Steve and Bucky came to Remy's door saying that Clint and Sam would meet them there. Walking into the place they turned the corner for Remy to see the similar curls of a redhead making her freeze. Natasha faced towards the lanes not noticing Remy. She still had time.

Remy turned around to bump into Steve's chest.

"What the hell, Steve?" She snapped in a hushed tone when he wouldn't her leave.

Steve scooped her up over his shoulder walking towards their lane. Remy pinched his ass trying to get him to put her down. Steve jumped plopping her down next to Natasha.

The team watched as Natasha looked at Remy for a few seconds before looking at Steve with a look that made him fearful.

"What is she doing here?" Nat asked Steve not looking at Remy.

Remy felt the pain fresh again with her cold tone.

"Nat, we thought-" Clint started.

"Well, this doesn't concern you so the next time you try to meddle, don't," Natasha snarled at them.

Remy stared at her hands feeling numb.

Natasha got up storming away leaving the others dumbfounded.

"I'm sorry, Remy," Steve apologized sitting down next to her.

Remy stood, "Please don't contact me again." She walked away wishing things had turned out differently

Remy didn't expect Natasha to be sitting in her apartment.

"I know I'm sorry isn't enough for how I've been treating you. I'm selfish that I want to protect you from everything. I'm not good at being with someone and being a something. None of this is fair to you, I don't deserve a second chance, but it's been killing me for weeks not seeing you," Natasha's eyes teared up as she stood from the couch turned towards me.

Remy wordlessly pulled her into a hug.

"Rem, what are you-" Natasha questioned her arms tightening around her afraid this would be the last time they would be this close.

"I love you," Remy confessed what she had been feeling for months. Letting all her anger at Natasha wash away so happy to fix things with her.

"I-I," Natasha stammered.

"I know, Nat," Remy stopped her by pressing her lips up to her shutting her up.

A week later, Remy fidgeted with her dress as they stood outside the tower. Natasha had told the team that she was bringing her girlfriend over for dinner.

"They'll love you or I'll kick their ass. Or if they stare at your ass too long then I will also kick their ass."

They entered the dining room holding hands to have the table turn.

"Yes!" Steve cheered fisting the air looking at Clint with 'I told you so eyes'.

"Easy, Capsicle, we would want to scare Romanoff's lover away," Tony warned earning a pointed look from Natasha.

"I would like to see you try," Nat taunted planting a kiss on my cheek.

Remy smiled lovely at her ready to start our adventure together as a team.

A year and a half later…

Remy's POV

"Natasha, don't worry, we'll be fine," I placed my hand on our four-month-old bump.

"I get to worry about my wife and unborn baby as much as I want to," Natasha defended planting a light kiss on my forehead.

"We will be busy here. Tony is going to show me some toy prototypes while you are away. Thor and I are going to watch Star Wars. It's me that's worrying about you always, Mrs. I-take-out-bad-guys-with-my-thighs," I stated giving her one last kiss before she walked to the quinjet.

"Look out for my girl, Captain," I told Steve as he passed by me giving me a gentle side hug.

"Always, look out for my future nephew," Steve replied speaking to my stomach.

"Or niece," I reminded knowing that Natasha and I agreed we would wait until the birth to find out.

Steve waved at me dramatically getting on the quinjet.

I chuckled heading back inside craving pop tarts. Thor would take his hammer to a pregnant woman for dipping into his stash besides Natasha would berate him for depriving me of our baby's cravings.

My mouth full a strawberry pop tart smothered in nutella. Thor came in the kitchen pouting at me be carried a large bag full of delicious goodies from Asgard.

"Lady Remy, I brought you more of those pastries you like at your wife's request," Thor explained setting the bag on the counter. I handed him the pop tart in my hand turning my focus to the bag. He took the rest of the pop tart in one bite before going to the fridge pouring us glasses of milk.

"Your appetite rivals the warriors of Asgard. You and Lady Natasha's child will be very mighty," Thor toasted handing me a glass of milk.

"Thank you, Thor. Now, we can finish this while we watch Empire Strikes Back."

"To the couch, my Lady!"

Tony eventually pulled me away to show me his the mini avenger replicas. Tony joined us as we started another movie ordering pizza before settling in for the night. Waking up I could hear faint voices.

"Hey, sweetie, let's get you into bed," Natasha cooed leading me back to the room. Sleepy, I took off my clothes dropping them to the floor climbing in bed followed by Nat.

"Night, baby 1, night, baby 2," Nat whispered kissing my forehead like she had been doing for months.

"Love you too, Nattie," I smiled barely awake before curling up in her arms.

There wasn't a day that I didn't cherish with Natasha by my side.