So here it is at last, the final part of this story has finally arrived. Anyway, this took longer to write than I had hoped, I struggle to write happy things apparently but here it is. I hope you all enjoy it.

Disclaimer: Not mine.

Chapter 10: Finale

It took a while for everything to be in place for the Black Widow and Hawkeye to get married. By the time they were ready and everyone they wanted to be there was on the right planet and they weren't needed to save the world from some imminent disaster Rose was three years old. Old enough to walk down the aisle before her mother and scatter petals as a flower girl. Clint and Natasha had given her the chance to say no but she had practically leapt at the chance, she was happy that her parents would finally be married like all the good princes and princesses in her stories. Clint had stopped Natasha from telling Rose that they were far from characters in a fairytale.

"You think it is healthy to believe that about us Clint?" she glared at him, he knew that her anger only came from regret and the pain that her childhood had never been as innocent.

Clint nodded at her; "That is exactly what I think. If she wants to believe that you are like sleeping beauty or Rapunzel then let her. She knows you're a hero let our daughter think you're a princess."

"So are you my knight in shining armour?" she asked smiling slightly at him as she cupped his cheek tenderly.

He wouldn't fall for that old trick; "You don't need a knight in shining armour my love." He pulled her hand from his cheek and pressed a careful kiss to her knuckles; "Anyone to doubt that would be a fool." She nodded slowly clearly pleased with his response; "We're getting married tomorrow," he whispered against her knuckles before pressing another kiss to them; "do you think it is too much to hope that nothing goes wrong?" he asked her with a wry smile.

Natasha quirked an eyebrow at him; "With friends like ours?" she sighed to herself.

The morning sun crept underneath Natasha's curtains to rouse her from a nervous sleep, she could already hear Pepper's voice in the living room, Natasha pulled herself from the large double bed and wandered into the living room. Pepper had Rose in her arms, she was telling the toddler that today was the day her parents would finally be getting married.

"Just as long as nothing goes wrong." Natasha affirmed with a sly grin. Pepper turned to her and nodded; "Have you been sent here to make sure I don't get cold feet?" Natasha asked raising an eyebrow at her friend.

Pepper scoffed at the suggestion; "Of course not. I'm just here to make sure everything runs smoothly. To help with hair, makeup and clothes if you need it." The strawberry blonde told the Russian. Natasha nodded the barest hint of a genuine smile starting to pull at her lips, she stepped further into the room and took Rose from Pepper.

"Where's dada?" Rose asked peering over Natasha's shoulder.

Natasha smirked, her daughter was clearly a daddy's girl; "Your daddy is getting ready to marry me my sweet. For some strange reason he believes it is bad luck to see me on the day before the wedding. That means we will see him later. Okay my Pоза?" Rose was silent for a moment before nodding, Natasha wasn't sure if she had understood most of what she'd been told but she knew that she'd be seeing her father later and that was enough for her.

"So where would you like us to start?" Pepper asked before taking Natasha's hand and dragging her towards the bedroom where Natasha's wedding dress was waiting.

He had hardly slept a wink. He was nervous, Natasha always made him nervous, but today she had the opportunity to break his heart. Clint shifted from the bed and glanced at his wedding suit that was hanging up over the guest bed of Bruce's temporary accommodation. Natasha had chosen the deep purple tie telling him that she wanted him to have his favourite colour, he reached out a hand to brush against the silk of it for a moment as he wonders if Natasha has woken up yet. He'd told Pepper to go round early to make sure everything ran smoothly, he didn't want any mistakes today.

"You awake Barton?" Tony marched in as if he owned the place and grinned at the archer; "You ready to kiss goodbye your bachelor ways?" the billionaire asks with a wide grin.

Clint rolls his eyes; "I haven't been living a bachelor lifestyle for a while Tony, I'm not you." Stark sucked in a breath sharply pretending to be insulted; "Tash is the only one for me. I knew that she was the one pretty early on in our partnership, it took her a little longer to work it out."

Tony pretends to gag dramatically; "Okay Katniss, no need to go all soppy on me. I'm sure I'll hear all about it during your speech." The billionaire pulled an uninterested face before continuing, "will there be many speeches today?" he asked grimacing.

Clint rubbed one of his eyes with the palm of his hand and shrugged; "No more than there usually are." He told him moving into the living room where Bruce was already up and dressed reading the morning newspaper; "What is it with you scientists, do you ever sleep?" Barton asked with a groan as he went to get himself some breakfast.

Bruce smiled slightly before glancing at the archer over his glasses; "How are you feeling?"

The archer grinned; "I get the feeling the two of you are expecting me to have cold feet about this...I asked her to marry me a little over three years ago. I've waited a long time for this day to come, believe me, I am more than ready." Bruce and Tony didn't make any other comment they allowed Barton to make and eat his breakfast in peace before watching him return to his temporary bedroom to get changed into his wedding suit.

The guests were making themselves comfortable in one of the larger meeting rooms of the Avengers' tower, Natasha had forced Clint agree to a small ceremony, she really didn't want a fuss. If there was one thing she really couldn't stand it was a fuss. Natasha and Pepper were adding the finishing touches to her makeup, Pepper with Rose on her hip took a small step back to admire her handy work. Natasha looked amazing. The redhead was beautiful anyway but dressed in her wedding dress with an excited glow colouring her features she was simply breathtaking.

"Ready to knock the wind out of him?" Pepper asked smiling proudly at her friend.

Rose clapped appreciatively at the sight of her mother; "Mama pretty." She called out happily.

Natasha smiled and nodded to Pepper before addressing her daughter; "Thank you Rosie." When Pepper had taken her dress shopping she'd felt ridiculous, she didn't like dressing up in pretty dresses that was never 'her' she'd often have to wear extravagant ball gowns for missions so dressing up never really appealed to her. She had wanted to take the first dress she tried on, just to get it over and done with, but Pepper had refused to let her choose that quickly. Natasha had been forced to try on seven more dresses before Pepper was satisfied, and if Natasha was being completely honest Pepper had been right, the dress she had on now was a lot better than the first one she tried on. The bodice was a corset and the skirt was figure hugging until it flared out near her knees, it was covered with intricate lace patterns, Pepper had asked that they be made to look like spider's webs.

A knock on the large doors announced Coulson's arrival; "We're ready when you are." He called through the door. Pepper turned her attention to Tasha, the Russian nodded and Pepper pulled open the door. Phil Coulson had never been very good with words as it was, but the sight of her really left him speechless a muted; "Wow." Was all he managed.

"You think he's going to approve?" Natasha asked with a sly grin.

"You are going to blow him away Tasha. I think Bruce will need to help him to stay upright." Natasha rolled her eyes at him before reaching out to take his hand; "Are you ready to become Mrs. Barton then?" he asked a small smile tugging at his lips.

"I am not changing my name." Natasha told him seriously, after a pause and a stern look from Pepper, Natasha smiled; "But yes, I am more than ready to go and get married."

"Okay," Pepper grinned and stepped closer so that Natasha could give her daughter a kiss; "say goodbye to your mom Rose, we will see you out there."

"Bye bye mama, bye bye Pheel." Rose said with a wave and a grin.

Phil gave the three year old a wave before turning to her mother; "Let's not keep him waiting. If we wait too long I think he might come looking for us." Phil offered her his arm which she took with a satisfied grin.

"He worried I won't show?" she asked as they stepped towards the door, Phil nodded with a small smile playing on his lips.

Standing at the altar Clint's hands were clammy and his collar felt too tight, he smoothed down his purple tie for the 12th time Bruce grinned at him and they all looked up as Pepper emerged at the door and placed Rose on the floor and handed her the small basket of petals. Rose knew what to do and Clint watched with a swell of pride as his young daughter scattered the petals on the floor with a bright smile that she directed at her father. Pepper moved to find her place beside Tony who was sat in the front row, he too seemed enchanted by the small child scattering petals as the violinist began to play an old Russian folk song that Clint had requested for Natasha.

She and Phil had appeared in the doorway, Clint's breath was sucked from his lungs and he gasped out a; "My god." As he stared at the woman who would soon be his wife. She was truly stunning, nothing could have prepared him for the sight of her approaching him down the aisle. Knowing that she was about to become his. When she and Phil reached him he glanced at his handler and clasped his hand firmly before pulling him into a hug; "I couldn't have got here without you. Thank you." He whispered in his ear before releasing him and turning to Tasha who offered him a reserved smile.

The service was simple, neither of them had wanted anything too flashy, they had written their own vows and when it came to saying them Clint found a lump in his throat and tears welling at the corners of his eyes; "You and I have been through our fair share of tragedies, we've fought together and against each other, we've been partners and part of a team." He glanced at the other Avengers who were gathered in the front row grinning at him, Thor's large form blocking the view of people in the second and possibly third rows; "But I knew, I knew the day that I didn't fire that arrow that you and I were meant to be. It took you a little bit of convincing. You refused to trust me, refused to trust anyone. But eventually I brought you around to my way of thinking." He paused and dared to look into Tasha's eyes, she was biting her lip to try and force away a smile; "I swear to you," he breathed gripping her hands a little bit tighter; "I will always have your back, I will protect you even though I know you don't need protecting, I will love you and our daughter until the day I die and even after that." Natasha was nodding barely able to contain her smile now; "I promise you that I will do everything a husband and partner should for as long as I live." He let out a shuddering breath and gave her a watery smile.

It was her turn and Natasha had not anticipated the emotions that were now rushing through her; "You've always been my rock. My one constant when everything around me is going to hell, even when you've been possessed by evil alien Gods I know that I will get you back because there is nothing you wouldn't do to get back to me and Rose. We are an unconventional family, I never thought I'd be able to have children but the very thought of her made my heart skip a beat and your enthusiasm told me everything I needed to know about how much you truly love me." Clint chuckled and nodded; "You're right though, it did take me a while to realise that this," she points at him and then at herself; "is meant to be. Despite my best efforts to deny my feelings for you and then my refusal when you first asked to marry me." Clint shook his head with a grin; "I promise that I will always have your back. I'll always knock some sense into you when you need it and rescue your ass when it needs saving. I promise to love you, even though love is still for children, until my dying day and long after that." She grinned at him in a rare show of true emotions as Clint was told that he could now kiss his bride.

The loud cheers from Thor and clapping from everyone else in the room faded away as the newlyweds lost themselves in the kiss that sealed their union, they only separated when Natasha felt a small hand tugging on her dress; "Mama, up?" she asked her large blue eyes wide, it was Clint who bent down to gather their daughter into his arms, he was well aware that Natasha's movement would be restricted by her corset; "Mama so pretty Papa." Rose told her father as she reached out to touch her mother's dress.

Clint nodded in agreement; "Your mother does look beautiful today. She looks beautiful every day but today, she is extra stunning." Rose giggled and nodded.

"Oh shush you two, you'll make me blush." Natasha told her family, that word got stuck in her head for a moment as she glanced around her family, it was funny to think of them like that, this mishmash of superheroes had somehow become important to her in many ways. She glanced at Phil who offered her his own reserved smile by way of congratulations. The guests were waiting for the bride and groom to leave before they could move onto to the reception, Natasha took Clint's free hand and led him back down the aisle and into the small wash room where she had been getting ready before.

When the three of them were alone Clint turned to her with a satisfied smile; "Thank you Tasha."

The Russian turned to him confused; "For what?" she asked with a frown.

"For making this old carnie that happiest man alive." He told her with an honest smile.

Natasha laughed; "It was my pleasure," she told him decided against making fun of his soppy statement; "Now if you will excuse me I need to get changed into a more suitable dress for our party." She pressed a quick kiss to his lips and one to Rose's cheek before grabbing her change of clothes and leaving the room.

"Dada?" Rose's voice pulled Clint away from his reverie as he stared after his new wife.

"Yes Rose?" he asked turning to look at his daughter.

She pulled thoughtfully on one of her red curls before opening her mouth once more; "What is- umm, what does carnie mean?" she asked her brow furrowing in confusion as she tried to think of where the word could possibly have come from.

Clint pulled in a breath and tried not to laugh, that part of his history was a whole other story that his young daughter didn't need to hear just yet; "Don't you worry about that just yet princess, I'll tell you one day." The day would come when he and Tasha would have to sit their daughter down and explain everything about their past about the terrible things they had been forced to do, Clint counted himself very lucky that, that day was a long way away. For now and for a few years to come, whenever he or Tasha was faced with a tough question Rose would accept that she would have to wait a few more years before her parents would give her the full story.

Neither Clint nor Natasha had ever dared to hope that they would get their 'happily ever after', those three words hadn't been part of their vernacular before the other came onto the scene. Their daughter had helped them to believe in true love and happy endings and here on their wedding day they had finally reached theirs. Or at least it felt that way, of course there would be trouble ahead of them as the world would need saving more than once but they would be fighting side by side, and as Natasha had promised in her vows she would get him back by any means possible if he was taken from her again. Luckily for them the whole day went off without a problem, even with their friends Thor only broke a table during one of the speeches but Coulson was prepared and had a spare one on hand. The other Avengers were on their very best behaviour and Thor himself had been extremely apologetic but both Natasha and Clint had simply laughed it off, they were both far too happy to be worried about a broken table.

"Congratulations." Coulson told them when the party was in full swing, they both beamed at him; "I really will miss working with you at SHIELD."

"We will miss you too Phil, but just because we won't be working together anymore doesn't mean that we won't see each other. You are always welcome to come and visit us at the Avengers' tower. We're still friends Phil." Clint reassured him with a grin before enveloping his former handler into a hug. It wasn't a goodbye it was a; 'See you soon'. It was the beginning of a new chapter for Clint's new family, his new family now felt that little bit closer to being complete.

A/N: And there it is the very last chapter. I hope that you liked this as much as you have enjoyed the previous chapters. I cannot thank all of my readers/reviewers/subscribers enough for the support you have all given me. Anyway, reviews are amazing. Thank you again.