A/N: Stickwitu by The Puccy Cat Dolls for Katie (Guest). Thank you so much for the wonderful and kind review! I hope you like this. Whenever I do a request for a song I keep the pairing in mind and listen to the song over and over until I get an idea. It's not as true/word for word as other songfics I've done are… BUT… I think the turn it took makes it work and really adds power to the words the Pussycat Dolls has written. Hope you like it!

Natasha sat up in her and Jame's suit at Avenger's Tower drumming her fingers on the arm of the couch. It was the dead of the night, all others sleeping peacefully in their beds or lab for Tony's sake, except her. She rested her chin on her fist as she stared out the window wall of their apartment. She sighed deeply as tugged at the sleeves of Bucky's hoodie, the only thing she had bothered to throw on as she snuck out of bed.

"Nat?" Buck yawned as he wobbled out of the doorway, his pajama pants hanging low on his hips. "Are you okay? Nightmares again?"

"Yeah," She answered with a whisper as he sat down next to her. She shifted in her spot, leaning up against him. Her back to his chest as he wrapped his metal arm around her, pulling her closer. They sat in silence for so long that when she finally spoke again Buck started back awake. "When are you going to leave me?"

"Huh?" He snorted back awake. "I dunno… probably in the morning when I go get you a donut and coffee from down the street?"

"No, I mean…" She took a deep breath. "When are you going to leave me?"

His brow furrowed as moved to see her better, still, she avoided looking at her. "Natasha, I'm not sure what you're asking, but I'm never going to leave you. I love you. You're stuck with me." He sat forward again pulling her closer to him as she finally began to relax against him. "What's this all about?"

She lulled her head back against him. "I… In the nightmare you… There was another girl," She rolled her eyes. "Some bitch you fell in love with and left me. Then all the others liked her more than me too. Something about not being a killer and psycho and I was kicked out."

He pressed his nose to her head, breathing deeply, there had to be much more to her dream to have her up in the living room but if that was all she wanted to share then he wouldn't push. "See, I'd never leave you. I'm only into killers and psychos." He smirked as he could practically feel her rolling her eyes. "You're not a psycho, Talia. I love you and only you, do you understand? I'm with you far past the end of the line. Heaven or hell, wherever we end up, I'll be there with you. Pestering and annoying you the entire time."

He smiled, feeling her finally relax against him with a smile. "I love you too," She smiled, turning her next to his. "I'm with you till Satan has to force us apart because we're annoying him too much." She smiled as he chucked. "And even then, I'll find you again."

"You know what we should do?" Buck asked, his voice dripping with excitement.

"Go have crazy passionate sex in bed?" Natasha turned, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"I- Well, that wasn't what I was going to say but we can definitely do that," He smiled down at her, pulling her fully into his lap.

"Then what should we do?" She tilted her head.

"Get married."

Her eyebrows shot up. "Why Sargent Barnes, is that a marriage proposal? I thought you had to ask my dad for permission. And aren't you supposed to get down on one knee or something?" She crossed her arms as he began to roll his eyes. "Isn't there supposed to be a pretty dress or what about that ring?"

"You're just lucky I didn't like you in the middle of battle," He smirked until a memory popped into his mind. "Wait I got just the thing." He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her up with him as he stood up. He walked them back to the bedroom. He carefully flopped her down on the edge of the bed before going to his underwear drawer. She watched him dig around before he stopped at a black box. Pulling it out he walked over to her, staring into her eyes as he kneeled before her.

"Natalia Romanoff, I don't wanna go another day without you in my life. So I'm telling you exactly what is on my mind, something we both know we have a hard time at. It just Seems like everybody's breaking up, Throwing their love away as Tony and Pepper did. But I know I got a good thing right here." He took a deep breath, steadying himself as he found himself nervous despite his confidence she would say yes. "That's why I say, I really, really love you, Talia. So don't you worry about People hanging around They ain't bringing us down." He eyed her nervously. "Baby, talk to me Cause all I'm here to say that I'll be right here for forever ever and a day." He gulped. "Will you marry me?"

She smiled, fighting any tears as she put a hand on his cheek, looking down at the small ruby ring. "Yes. I would love to be your wife."

He jumped onto her, pushing her into the bed as they laughed and kissed. "When should we do it?"

She shrugged up to him. "Why not now?"

"Now?" He laughed. "Nat, it's midnight. On a Friday."

"Let's go get married. Trip to Atlantic City by way of Stark's jet should be fast." She smiled.

His cat-like grin pulled on his face. "Get the clothes and shit, I'll wake everyone up."

"Red alert," Friday's voice screamed through the building. "Imminent attack. Meet in the common room. Everyone. Red alert."

"Really?" Natasha looked a Bucky who had a shit eating grin.

He just shrugged. "The fastest way I could think."

"Uh huh," She smiled, resting her arm on her suitcase. "Happy's picking up Peter, everyone else is here. Jet's a half hour away."

"What's happening?" Tony yelled, bursting through the door with only half his iron man suit on.

"Whos attacking?" Steve yelled.

"Where are they?" Clint dropped from the ceiling.

Pietro was in next followed by Wanda and Vision, both half dressed. He eyed his sister and boyfriend before they all turned to Nat and Bucky.

"We gotta get going," Bucky told them, his backpack on his shoulder. "Everyone, get dressed and meet Happy down in the garage in 15. Run. Now!"

No further questions were asked as they all turned rushing away.

The jet was just about to take off when Pepper, Sharron, and Hill ran on, joining them in a huff. "We're here. We're here!"

"What?" Tony snapped. "Why?"

Hill shrugged. "Got a call that I was needed from Natasha."

"Me too," Sharon huffed sitting down next to Sam.

"Me too," Pepper sat on the arm of Tony's chair. "She didn't say why just to hurry."

They all paused as the jet took off. "Ladies and gentleman you are now free to move about the cabin. We will be in Atlantic City within two hours."

"Atlantic City?" Peter asked. "I have homework…"

"The threat must be there," Steve nodded. "We'll be back soon, hopefully. Buck? You got anything on what we're flying into and why every Avenger is currently on their way there?"

Bucky looked up as everyone turned to him. "Huh? Oh yeah. Talia!"

"Coming," Natasha called from the bathroom. She stepped out, barefooted into the cabin. She had on a tight white dress, a neckline dipping down to the end of her sternman with a glittering bodice. The skirt was silk, dragging past her feet as her leg slipped out of the slit that went to midthigh. She fastened on diamond earrings, her face already done in full natural glam. Everyone's mouths instantly fell open.

"You're so beautiful," Bucky said memorized by her.

She just smirked. "Ring?" She caught it as he threw it at her, slipping it onto her finger.

"What the hell is going on?" Clint asked his hands on his head. "Are you going undercover or something?"

"No," Natasha shook her head, grabbing a hairbrush from her open suitcase on the floor. "James and I are getting married tonight in Atlantic City. You guys are the wedding party."

"Wait," Tony held up his hands. "We're what? You're what? When? Where? How? Why?"

Peter was the first to react jumping to his feet with his hands out. "Dibs on being the flower girl! No, wait, ring bearer! No, wait, flower girl. Fuck! Both!"

Natasha just laughed. "That we can do." She turned to Pepper who still seemed slightly dazed. "So, maid of honor, you wanna do my hair?"

Pepper's eyebrows reached her forehead. "Me? Maid of honor?"

"I can have someone else-"

"No!" Pepper snapped stealing the brush from her hands with a smile. "Sit, I have just the style for you."

Natasha smiled, sitting in front of a table as Pepper jumped on the top. She looked over to the other girls. "You guys are my bridesmaids." She shrugged trying to stay casual. "That is if you want."

"Yes!" Wanda jumped from her spot next to Vision. "Do you want your nails painted? I'll paint your toenails for you. Blue? You need something blue right?" She crawled over, pulling out a bag of nail polish from Nat's bag before going into it.

"Thank you," Natasha smiled.

Hill sighed. "Alright, you got something blue-"

"The nails," Sharon nodded.

"You need something new." Hill turned to Sharon.

"The dress is new," Natasha answered.

"Something borrowed," Hill nodded to Natasha before continuing. "And something old."

The two girls looked over to Natasha who just shrugged.

"Got it," Sharon nodded. "We're on it."

Tony interrupted them as he popped his neck. "Alright, what do you need me to do?"

Natasha and Bucky looked at one another. "Find a nice place to get married," Bucky answered.

"A hotel for all of us to stay at," Natasha added. "Clothes for everyone."

"A party," Buck concluded.

Tony smiled largely. "That all I can do, but I'll need help."

"Clint can help you," Natasha answered as Pepper tugged at her hair. "So can Vision and Pietro."

"What?" Clint asked aghast. "I'm not a bridesmaid?"

"No," Natasha answered. "You're walking me down the aisle."

"Oh," Clint was visibly taken back. "Oh."

"Punk," Bucky smiled. "You're my best man. No choice."

Steve puffed his chest with pride. "It would be my pleasure."

"Calm down there, Steve," Natasha rolled her eyes. "I'm the one marrying him."

"Alright," Hill snapped. "We have our orders, let's move people. Move!"

In some amazing way, they had all pulled it off. It was a little past three in the morning when they all watched Natasha walk down the aisle. Tony had pulled some strings and gotten them into one of the nicer 24-hour chapels as well as rented them all tuxs and dress that matched the theme. Lilac, surprisingly enough, both Nat and Buck had claimed that red was too hard… too violent… too work related.

They all watched, in their lilac dresses and suit and ties, as Natasha floated down the aisle on Clint's arm. Bucky's breath caught in his throat and his knees buckled when he saw her. Almost immediately after getting off the jet, the girls had whisked her away, claiming that seeing her in her dress was bad luck enough.

But boy did those girls pull it off. Her make-up was left untouched for the most part, however, Bucky did see certain sparkles where there had been none. Pepper must have convinced her into adding highlighter and glitter eyeshadow. Her hair was curled, half up as it cascaded down her bare shoulders to just under her breast. Her dress, her something new, fit even better than he had remembered hugging and flowing in all the right places. Her blue toenails poking out of her borrowed high heels. They were tasteful and glittered in the light, surprising, considering they had borrowed them from a stripper. Her something old, was wrapped around her lilac bouquet, which Pietro was very proud of since the flowers were his one job, was James' original dog tags from World War Two.

Natasha blinked, the only time she took her eyes off James since walking through the double doors, as Clint kissed her cheek, whispering promises and hopeful thoughts in her ear before shooting a warning look to James as he joined the other men. Bucky was completely taken by Natasha, unable to believe that this wonderful angel was going to be his forever. He had no idea what he had done to deserve this but he thanked whatever past life had done some good dead so that he could be with his soul mate.

"Sargent Barnes?" The pastor asked. "Sargent Barnes?"

"Huh?" Bucky pulled his complete and total focus off of Natasha as he looked at their pastor. "Sorry what?"

There were mummers of how sweet he was and chuckles as the pastor smiled. "Your vows, Sargent."

"Oh," Bucky looked back to Natasha. "Right. I… okay." He took a deep breath before licking his lips to start. "Through everything goin' on, We're right here holdin' on to one another. The reason why I love ya is Your charm and personality. I love your sensitivity. Wait...let me take a second." He pinched the bridge of his nose trying to fight tears of happiness. He looked up smiling when Natasha's hand caressed his cheek. He smiled, resting his hand on hers. "Cause I'll be your love and essence. I Only wanna hear your voice speak. And I feel your body heat. Love every minute of it with you. You're like the fresh air to me. And When it feels like no one cares you're right there with a bottle of vodka and a blanket. That's why I'm saying, baby…" He smiled, taking a deep breath. "We've been through it all, Natalia. From Hydra and the Red Room. To being on the run and healing. To having a real life, and doing good with that second life, with the Avengers. We have the family we always craved. And now, Ain't nothin' else I could need. And I'm singing 'cuz you're still so into me. I got you. We'll be making love endlessly. I'm with you and Baby you're with me." He smiled, slightly proud of the sniffles and tears in her eyes before he shifted looking to the pastor. "That's all I got."

"That's more than enough, son," He nodded pleased before turning to Natasha. "Agent Romanoff?"

Natasha took a shaky breath. "For most of my life, I felt that no one would love me. But now I know that Nobody gonna love me better. Nobody gonna take me higher. You know how to appreciate me. I must stick with you, my baby. Nobody ever made me feel this way. You're a shelter in a storm, and I know you feel the same for me. I'm right here You're keeping me away from harm. I'm never gonna leave you. You're a song with beautiful words but you say that I'm your song. Something that I never heard." She chuckled, shaking her head. "You know how to appreciate me when everyone else sees me as a killer. I must stick with you. I love you, you're my baby." She sighed, resting her hand on his cheek again. "My baby… Nobody ever made me feel this way. I must stick with you."

"Well said," The pasture nodded. "With the power vested in me by God and State… I now pronounce you man and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

Bucky pulled her to him, initiating a smooth, soft kiss their lips brushing together before Natasha deepened the kiss, pulling him flush to her as she bit his lip. Right before he could wiggle his tongue into her mouth, Natasha pulled back.

The pastor cleared his throat. "Ladies and gentlemen. I would like to introduce everyone to Mr. and Ms. Barnes."

Fury sighed, a small smile on his lips as him and Coulson huddled in his office, watching the security feeds from the 24hr Chapple. Everyone clapped, large smiles as on every face as Sharon began to pose them for a picture.

"I wish we could have been there," Coulson shook his head.

"We barely made it back stateside by the time it started," Fury shook his head. "We'd be landing right as the after the party started. Least we get to watch this way."

"Yeah," Coulson sighed again. "Still."

Fury leaned back in his chair. "I mean… we could… always go to the after party…"

Coulson smiled. "I'm glad you said something, I already have people getting the jets ready."

A/N: KEEP REQUESTING! It can be any song (I need the title and band) or any other type of prompt you want! Don't forget to add the pairing you want also! AND KEEP REVIEWING