Chapter 10: When things seem Pointless

The next morning, they left the little town and continued on their way towards Moscow. "What's in Moscow?" Bobbi asked.

"My wife, I hope," He replied.

"She's Russian?" she asked.

"Yeah, can't tell when you talk to her though," He replied.

Bobbi sighed as he held onto her hand, pulling her up when she started sliding down the hill. "What's her name?" she asked.

"Natasha," he replied, "my son's name is Luka and my daughter's is Valera."

Bobbi smiled as she watched his eyes light up as he spoke about the family he just remembered. "I'm sure your kids are beautiful," She murmured.

"They are we're lucky to have them," He answered.

As they started walking along the path, Clint stopped to rest his aching side.

Clint was standing outside the infirmary when one of the medics came out. "Is she okay?" he asked.

"Agent Barton, it seems Agent Romanoff had a miscarriage," the medic answered, staring at his notes as he spoke.

Clint felt his heart drop. "She was pregnant?" He asked, "But I thought she couldn't…"

"She can't, the serum in her system terminated the pregnancy," the medic replied.

The twenty-two-year-old agent leaned against the wall stunned. "She's resting now, you can see her," the medic told him. Standing up, Clint went into the infirmary to see Natasha's back facing him.

"Natasha?" he called lightly.

"Go away!" she snapped.

Clint stood there. "Nat…" he murmured. Reaching out, he rested his hand on her shoulder. Suddenly, he saw her whole body tremble and sobs wracked her body. Deciding against the idea of just leaving her alone, Clint lied down beside her on the bed, and she turned around in his arms.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," she told him as she cried.

He hushed her softly, rubbing her back.

Clint let a deep breath as he continued down the path in the forest.

When they finally reached Moscow, Clint looked around. "Anything look familiar?" she asked. Scanning the areas, he saw a bridge and walked over to it to look out over the water.

In the same area, Natasha sighed as she leaned against a rail, looking at the bridge. "That bridge is where Clint and I first met," she told Thor as he stood beside her. He looked to his left and he stood up straight.

"Lady Natasha…" he said slowly.

Natasha lifted her head, looking at him. "What?" she asked. She saw that he was looking at something and looked to her left. "Oh my God…" She whispered.

Clint felt like he was being watched and he looked over to see a large, bulky man staring at him, but his heart stopped. In front of him was the woman from his picture. "Natasha…" he whispered. Bobbi looked in the direction he was looking and couldn't help but frown.

Totally forgetting about her pregnancy, Natasha hurried over to her husband and once she reached him, she hugged him as tight as she could. Clint was stunned but he hugged her back. "Natasha…" he whispered again. Suddenly, she pulled back, smacking him across the face.

"You bastard! You had me worried all this time!" she exclaimed, shoving him.

Clint stumbled a bit. "I'm not supposed to care! I'm the cold soldier! I'm not supposed to have feelings!" she exclaimed, hitting his chest, "You make me care you son of a bitch!" Clint grabbed her arms and she fought against him. "You made me love you!" she told him.

"You made me love you too," he answered simply, holding onto her arms.

Natasha's breathing was heavy as tears pressed against her eyes.

The two of them were back to back, their enemies surrounding them. "Romanoff," Clint told her.

"Yeah," she answered as she went to reload her gun.

"If we make it out of this alive, how about we go somewhere quiet for the next six months?" He suggested.

Natasha glanced over her shoulder at him. "You trying to tell me something, Barton?" she asked. Clint smirked as he strung an arrow into his bow.

"I've been compromised, Natasha," he replied, his grey eyes locking with her green eyes.

She stared at him, giving him a small smile. "Same here, Clint," she murmured. Smiling at her, he grabbed her arm.

"Shall we dance?" he asked.

"As long as I get to lead," She replied.

"You wish," He answered before he pulled her up, bending his leg so she could jump off his leg and shoulder, firing her guns at the enemy as he started shooting arrow after arrow.

They stared at each other for the longest time. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," He whispered, hugging her close. She hugged him back, gripping the back of his shirt.

"What happened to you?" she asked.

"It's a long story, but I promise I'll explain everything," He replied.

Pulling back, he then saw the bump on her stomach. "Nat?" he asked.

"We did it again," She replied, making him smile.

He put his hands on her stomach, feeling their unborn child kick under his palms. He rested his forehead against hers, moving his hand up and down her back. Natasha tilted her head back and kissed him deeply. Clint happily kissed his wife back, wrapping his arms around her.

Bobbi was watching with some tears in her eyes, she couldn't help but feel jealous. She had hoped that he wouldn't remember everything completely. She hoped that he would have completely forgotten his wife and children, live a life with her. Suddenly, she felt a burn in the side of her neck.

She let out a small gasp, holding her neck. Quickly, she hurried away as the pain started rushing up her neck to her head. "You will serve us," a voice hissed into her ears, making her whimper in pain. "Kill them," the voice snapped.

"I will kill them," she murmured.

She looked to her right to see the two lovers locked in their embrace before Natasha took her husband's hand and they went in the direction of their hotel with the tall blond man behind them. "Keep the offspring alive," the voice ordered in her ear.

"It will be done," she answered stoically.

Bobbi turned on her heel and walked away from the scene.

Author's Note: Sorry for the late update everyone. I was in New York for a couple of days but I am finally back *smiles*. Here you are the reunion finally sorry for taking so long with that as well. This story is far from over, hope you like what else I have planned. Thank you so much for your support so far, it mans a lot.

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