When we got back home, we both headed straight to bed. We were both very tired. Clint was the same. We slept for hours, to be woken up by my phone.
"Who the fuck is that?" I grabbed my phone.
I looked at the text, which said that Clint had gone into labor. I gently shook Hansel, who opened his eyes and saw the look I had on my face.
"Heard your phone buzz." Hansel was groggy.
"You have to wake up." I looked at Hansel. "Clint has gone into labor."
Hansel was able to heave himself up.
"Is he home or going to the hospital?" Hansel wanted to know.
"He's at the hospital." I replied. "We have to be out of the house within the next 5 minutes, as the baby might be coming within the next hour."
Hansel then tried to stand up.
"Let me help." I put one hand on Hansel's back and the other on his stomach.
"Thanks, Gretel." Hansel heaved himself up.
"Easy does it." I helped Hansel stand up.
After that, we headed into the bathroom, where I helped Hansel do the essential things. As for me, I was okay in that department. I then helped him change into jeans and a shirt, and after helping him put shoes on, helped him walk to the car.
"To think that within the next couple of weeks, I will be having my baby." Hansel smiled.
"My little niece or nephew." I closed the door.
"If only Sofia hadn't done what she had done, but I am definitely going to tell my baby the truth about his or her mother." Hansel put on his seatbelt.
"You should do, as your baby should know that me, you, Ben, Edward, Clint, Kathy, Ricki, and the other Avengers, will be the only family he or she will have." I got into the drivers' seat.
I then closed the door, and put on my seatbelt. I then put the key in, and started the engine. It took a second to kick in. After that, I backed out of the drive, and we headed to the hospital.
"Did Clint say how far apart his contractions were?" Hansel wanted to know.
"The text wasn't from Clint, as it was actually from Bruce." I replied. "Clint's contractions are every 2 minutes, and yes, his water has broken."
"Do you think we will get to the hospital in time for the birth?" Hanse became worried.
"Depends on how the traffic will be." I noticed that there were more cars on the road than usual.
That meant one thing, as it would be likely that we would miss the birth. Sure enough, the traffic was bad.
"We never got this when we were in Augsberg." I joked.
"No, we didn't, but at least here we don't have to worry about running into trees and hanging upside down." Hansel giggled.
"That's true." I smiled.
Just then, Hansel's baby decided to move. On the contractions note, he'd had a few fake ones whilst on the jet, but they were not much of a worry, as we both knew that the real thing would be more painful. When we finally got to the hospital, we saw Bruce standing at the entrance. He had a smile on his face, which was a stark contrast to the day that he found out that Jaqen had died. I was able to find a space, and upon parking, got out of the car, and helped Hansel get out. We then walked over to where Bruce was standing.
"You must be the one they call Hulk." Hansel shook Bruce's hand.
"That's me alright." Bruce smiled. "You must be Hansel."
"He is, and I am his sister, Gretel." I replied.
"You both here to see Clint? If so, then I can tell you that he's not had his baby yet." Bruce looked at us.
"Thank fuck for that." Hansel was relieved.
We then walked into the hospital, and Bruce led us to Clint's room. Before Clint could say anything, he felt the urge, so Natasha pressed the buzzer and a midwife came rushing in. Half an hour later, Cillian Barton was born.