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So, I had a review that made me think that perhaps it isn't clear about what type of relationship Steve and Natasha have currently. To Natasha, Steve is her boss, her mission leader, her teammate, and her friend. They both happened to be very drunk and lonely after the others left. For Natasha, she'd been abandoned by her love interest, her best friend went back to his family, and even Tony left, too. She knows she can trust Steve. Steve lost some of the only friends he's made since leaving the ice. He's hurting too, and he's also wanting to make sure he doesn't lose Natasha as well.

TL;DR: Natasha and Steve aren't in love, they just have a now awkward friendship because of the baby.

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Chapter 4

"Simmons and I were talking about something else, as well. You don't have to care for this baby, you know." I told him as he handed me the coconut water.

He looked at me, incredulous. "Do I look like the type of man to not take care of my kid?"

"I meant something slightly different. There doesn't have t-" I started to tell him.

"So help me God, if you finish that sentence how I think, I will destroy something." He interrupted me quietly.

"I don't want it." I told him bluntly.

"What are you going to do to my child, Natasha?" He stared me down as he asked.

"I think you know." I told him quietly, proud that my voice held steady.

"I do. I just want to hear you say it. What are you going to do to my child?" His eyes, usually so warm were now as cold as the ice that had trapped him for 70 years. I shivered and shook my head, frightened of him. I took a few steps back from him.

"Say it, Romanoff. Tell me how you're going to get rid of our child." His voice was still soft and low, until; "SAY IT! TELL ME, ROMANOFF!" he barked, echoing through the hangar, and I hoped there wasn't anyone else around.

I trembled in fear. "I want an abortion." I whispered. I had said it quietly enough that no one could have possibly heard, but his super soldier hearing caught it.

He froze. He flexed his hands a few times, taking a few deep breathes, until he suddenly sprang into motion. He punched through the monitor first, and then moved like a blur, destroying the bank of computers against the wall. As he completely obliterated everything in that corner, I had never been happier that he didn't have his shield.

And that was when Simmons showed up with my anti-nausea medicine.

"Er, you wanted the antiemetic?" She said, unable to keep her eyes off the destruction that Steve was wreaking.

He appeared to not have realized she was there until then. He turned around and stalked towards her like a panther. I wasn't sure what he was going to do, so I placed myself between the two.

"Are you going to perform Black Widow's procedure?" He demanded, pointing at her over my shoulder.

"Eeee" Simmons emitted a small terrified noise. I grabbed her hand and gave it a squeeze as I answered for her.

"She refused to do it. Said she'd never be able to face you again." I stood my ground, sure that he wouldn't hurt me, not with his child in me.

I started snickering, as the rest of that conversation came to mind.

He raised an eyebrow at my snickering. "What's so funny about her having morals?"

His words cut deeper than I thought possible. I wiped the smirk off my face, and told him what was on my mind.

"Can you just imagine Coulson's face when he finds out?" Steve looked confused. Good, that meant he was off balance, and I could distract him to calm him.

"Coulson's alive. I think he should be godfather." I told him, matter-of-factly. Steve looked shell-shocked.

"What? How?" he asked hoarsely.

"Fury. You really don't want to know the specifics. Agent Simmons," I nodded to her, "can contact him if you want to tell him."

"Any other secrets or giant announcements you want to tell me?" He asked tiredly, scrubbing a hand over his face.

"I've changed my mind about the baby." I offered up, as an attempt for peace.

"Really?" he asked skeptically.

"You just destroyed several thousand dollars worth of equipment over this. I dare say you feel fairly strongly about what should be done.

"How are we going to explain all this damage?" Simmons asked, wide eyed.

Steve and I looked at each other and shrugged.

*An hour later in Simmons lab*

"So are you in or out?" I asked Coulson over video chat.

"You want me to be Godfather to your baby, Agent Romanoff? I find that hard to believe. Besides, how do you even have a child? I've read your file." Phil looked different than I remembered. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but guessed it had to do with his alien blood. Could just be that the screen settings were off.

Simmons snickered and Phil looked at her. "Something funny about that statement, Simmons?"

"Absolutely nothing, Director." There was a ding, and she leapt up, "Oh look, results! I have to go analyze them. I'll just leave you guys to your conversation, see you guys later!" she turned with a wave

"Simmons, you aren't dismissed!" Coulson told her. Simmons froze in place.

"Yes you are, Jemma." Steve told her. She smiled gratefully at him and left.

"Why are you even there Cap? Did you already pass on this position?" Coulson asked crossly.

Steve laughed wryly at that. I winced. That hit a little too close.

"What's wrong, Coulson? Don't want the Captain's leftovers?" I asked snidely

"This has to be a joke to get back at me for not telling you I was alive. So… no, I don't." He said, folding his hands on his desk.

"I guess he's not your biggest fan anymore, Steve." I said.

"What's my love for Captain America got to do with this?" Coulson sputtered, and then paled.

"That's not awkward." We heard a female voice say from out of view on Coulson's side.

"Skye, get out of here now, or I will ground you." Coulson told someone off screen to his left

"I'd just quake my way out. But, bye Coulson, Bye Coulson's Captain America Fanclub." We saw a few fingers wave above Coulson's head.

"Part of your own Fanclub, Steve?" I asked sotto voce

"Agent Skye is an enhanced. But we picked her up for her world class hacking skills." He paused for a moment. "Wait, him? And you? How… that actually makes sense." He looked at me and asked "It was the serum, wasn't it?"

"Bingo."

"So, do you still want to pass on the godfather position?" Steve asked with a smirk

**I had to rewrite this chapter a few times. She's got a lot of trauma in her past, seen to an extent in AOU. I just didn't like the idea of someone as independent as Natasha Romanoff just throwing up her hands and instantly being okay with having a child. It simply didn't seem reasonable for a woman who does what she wants, how she wants, in order to get the mission done, even at the cost of other people's lives.