Hello! Okay, so after the last chapter's surprise ending I couldn't wait to write the next installment! Before writing the last chapter, I didn't exactly do much research on childbirth and how long a full term is and all that stuff and what I realized is that it's highly unlikely the twins would have come out without any problems whatsoever. But, for the sake of the story, we're just going to have to pretend! So, basically, the babies are going to be fine (despite being born a bit too early) and I'm sorry if this bothers you. Anyways, thanks a bunch for the excellent reviews and I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Chapter 13-What's In a Name?

**Natasha**

The early morning sun seeped through a crack in the curtains and into Natasha's eyes, causing her to open them. She squinted and yawned as she slowly sat up, trying to ignore the soreness that was present all throughout her body. Checking her clock, she found that it was 7:00 in the morning. It had only been three hours since the twins were born, which meant she'd only slept for two and a half hours.

Groaning at the pain it caused her, Natasha threw her legs over the side of the bed and forced herself to her feet. She stumbled out the door, using the wall for support, and headed down the hall towards the nursery. When she reached the door she silently turned the knob and slowly pushed it open, poking her head inside to find the twins sleeping soundly in individual cribs.

Natasha slipped inside and shut the door behind her before moving over to where the newest crib was shoved up against the wall. She smiled when she found one of the newborns resting inside it, comfortably swaddled in a yellow blanket. Before she could move on to the next crib, the door to the nursery suddenly opened causing both Natasha and the person entering to jump.

"Dear God, you scared me!" Maggie whispered breathlessly. "I thought you'd still be sleeping."

"Well, I woke up and thought I'd check on them." Natasha whispered back. "How are they?"

"Fine as far as I can see." Maggie told her. "I've been checking on them every fifteen minutes just to be sure, though."

"What have they been doing?" Natasha wondered as she made her way to the other crib.

"Sleeping." The doctor replied. "Hardly a peep from either of them. However, I imagine they'll wake up soon. They must be getting hungry."

"Right." Natasha said, suddenly realizing that she'd be the one having to feed them. "So, where did the extra crib come from?"

"Oh! Craig called Nancy early this morning and she drove it up here as soon as the roads were clear. She also brought us some breakfast in case you were hungry." Maggie informed her.

"Well that was nice of her." Natasha said as she continued to admire her sleeping children.

"She's still downstairs if you'd like to say hi."

Before Natasha could respond, the baby in the crib under the window suddenly began to cry. Maggie ran over and lifted it up so that it was resting comfortably against her shoulder as she began to rock back and forth soothingly.

"Is that the boy or the girl?" Natasha asked over the infant's screams.

"This is the girl." Maggie said. "You want to hold her?"

Natasha nodded and reached out to take her daughter from her friend's arms.

"How about you try feeding her? I'll bet she's hungry." Maggie recommended.

"Okay." Natasha agreed, taking a seat in the old wooden rocking chair in the corner. Maggie handed her a blanket which she used to cover herself and the baby as she pulled down her shirt.

"Now, it may take her a couple of tries to get it. Just kind of guide her head in the right direction." Maggie instructed.

Natasha did as she said, and, after a few attempts, the infant began to suckle.

"Did she get it?" The Irish girl asked curiously.

"Yea." Natasha replied as she stared at her daughter in adoration. "She's amazing."

"Does 'she' have a name?" Maggie wondered.

"Charlotte." Natasha said with a smile. "That's what I decided on."

"Charlotte." Maggie repeated softly. "That's beautiful. Does it mean something special?"

"The book said it meant 'strong'. I liked that."

"And what about the boy? What's his name?"

"Gavin." Natasha told her.

"That's Celtic, isn't it?" Maggie asked. "What does it mean?"

"You wouldn't get it if I told you."

"I don't care. Tell me anyway."

"Alright." Natasha sighed. "It means 'little hawk'."

"You were right. I don't get it." Maggie laughed.

"I told you." Natasha said knowingly.

"Anyways, I'm sure their new parents are going to adore them!" Maggie exclaimed.

Natasha's heart nearly stopped.

"Their what?"

"New parents? You know, since you're giving them up?" She explained. "We should probably start looking for a family soon."

"Well, we don't have to start looking too soon." Natasha said without meeting Maggie's eyes. "I mean, they're not even a day old yet. Let them live a little first."

"But, I thought you wanted to be rid of them as soon as you could so you could go home and pretend none of this ever happened." Maggie said suspiciously.

Natasha lowered her head.

"Unless you don't want to give them up…" She trailed off.

"I have to." Natasha mumbled.

"Why?" Maggie pressed.

"Because I can't take care of them!"

"Natasha, look at yourself." She pointed to the nursing baby in her arms. "What do you think you're doing right now?"

"That's not what I mean." Natasha muttered.

"Just admit it, you don't want to give them away."

"Please don't make this harder than it's already going to be." She pleaded.

"Admit it!" Maggie urged her.

"Okay, fine! You're right! I can't stand the idea of giving them to someone else!" Natasha cried.

"So don't do it then." Maggie said softly. "Natasha, they need their mother. They need you. Take them home. Let them meet their father. Then the two of you can raise them to be the amazing people you and I both know they're going to be."

"What would I tell him?" Natasha whispered, thinking of how Clint would react.

"Tell him the truth. You were scared and unsure of how to deal with the problem so you did what any normal person would have done. You ran away." Maggie explained.

"He'll never forgive me."

"He will if he really loves you."

Natasha sighed and shook her head.

"I can't make this decision right now."

"You don't have to. You still have three months until you have to go home which gives you plenty of time to decide." Maggie reminded her.

Just then, Natasha felt Charlotte stop suckling. She looked down at the infant and found her staring up at her with beautiful blue eyes. A tear slid down her cheek as she fixed her shirt and lifted the baby so that her head was resting on her shoulder.

"You should go back downstairs. I'll be down later." Natasha told Maggie as she gently pat Charlotte's back.

Maggie left without another word, leaving the new mother alone with her children.

Natasha cradled her daughter in her arms tenderly as she moved over to where Gavin was still sleeping soundly. She freed one of her hands and reached to gently stroke his cheek.

"What am I going to do with you two?"

Sorry this is a shorter chapter. I really just wanted to tell you the twins' names! Did you like them? Did you think they were clever? I don't know, maybe it's kinda cheesy… Anyways, let me know what you thought! I LOOOOOVE feedback so don't be shy! Until next time, TTFN!