Hey there guys! This chapter is going to be longer then the last one. If you haven't already realised then I shall mention that I have actually changed the name of the story to Life in the Avenger Tower. This is another short one as I have a continuous case of writers block after the first 800 words.

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Everyone flinched as Tony flicked on the lights. Clint shook Nat up while Darcy groaned and stretched across Steve's chest. Thor and Roxy both woke up with a jump.

Tony stood up in front of everyone and smiled,

"Okay everyone, thank you for coming along tonight and yeah good night!" Tony clicked his heels and left with a spring in his foot. Everyone else waited until Tony was out of sight to finally groan in relief that the night was over. Tony showed everyone another home video, but was finally something different.

"I cannot believe that we just watched a normal movie!" Natasha hugged Clint as they walked back to the elevator. Roxy followed her masters, leaving Thor alone once again. Slowly everyone left and went to relax ready for the next day. Natasha jumped into the shower while Clint leant up against the door frame attempting to talk to her about his mission the next day.

"You know, tomorrow isn't going to be easy. It's only Thor and I going and Fury said that it's going to be hard and like life risking." Clint waited for a reply. Natasha didn't say anything, she just looked at her feet in the shower.

"Nat, please say something."

"Tony and Steve should get those jobs. Not you and Thor all the bloody time. Fury thinks you two are the only good soldiers he's got but you were sent to kill me and Thor's from another planet. Tony has an advantage with that stupid metal suit and Steve was changed to do what you do. I honestly think it's a load of shit but of course Fury will never listen to me." Clint opened the shower door to find his fiancé crying. He quickly undressed and hopped in with her, hugging her made Nat cry even more. She finally pulled away and looked at his chest, covered in scars from the previous mission. Clint had stab wounds over his stomach, which looked like they were recent.

"It's going to be okay, I've always come back." The couple got out of the shower and went straight to bed. Clint had to leave in seven hours.

*6:00 am*

"Mr Barton, Dr Fury has been calling you to meet him down in the lobby office."

"Thank you Jarvis. Tell Fury I'll be down in ten minutes." Natasha rolled over to find Clint missing. Freaking out she jolted out of bed, quickly grabbing his top from last night and chucking it on. She found Clint sitting at the kitchen table feeding Roxy his toast. Clint looked up to see Nat looking at him worried. She always trusted him when he told her he's come home but there was always a sense of anxiety without him. She felt empty and weird. Clint stood up and walked quietly to Nat. He loved her so much and he didn't want to leave. Much like every other time he had to go.

"I have to go, Fury is going to come get me if I'm late and you don't want to see that." Clint had his hand on Natasha's face. She placed her hand on his and choked back tears. This happened every time Clint had to go. With a kiss or two and a hug that felt like a lifetime, Clint left his fiancé once again in the kitchen, wishing someone else can stand up and take his missions.

Natasha moped her way back to bed and laid there for what felt like twenty minutes, was actually two hours. To Natasha, time felt so slow and she was always counting down the hours in which Clint would come home by, she was never wrong. But this time was different.

Clint didn't come home by the expected time. Natasha started to freak out and cry. No one could cheer her up. Not Roxy, not Pepper and certainly not Tony. As the days went by Natasha felt more and more anxious. She had to let someone know what was on her mind. Luckily for Nat, she had three other females in the tower.

"Pep, Betty and Darcy, I need to talk to you." The three girls got comfortable to hear what Nat had to say. They all had smiles on their faces, like they were waiting on a bitchy story bout Tony. But it wasn't a bitchy story on Natasha's mind.

"Well, seeing as Clint isn't here, I have something extremely important to tell all of you. You cannot tell Clint when he gets home because it's a thing I have to do myself. I call it my own mission." Intrigued, the girls all sat forward. All Nat said was two words.

"I'm pregnant."

Everyone's face dropped instantly. The happy, excited girls turned into a blubbering mess and the amount of mascara that was dripping down their faces was enough to fill another bottle.