Previously on Black Arrow:
Natasha smiled at the memory and opened her eyes again. Clint was looking at her with a confused look on his face. She shot him an encouraging look and he smiled back at her.
"I'm still going to love you too Clint. No matter what." Natasha promised and grabbed the arrow necklace between her fingers and held onto it for dear life.
Clint smiled widely at Natasha and nodded. He knew their love was deeper than that, but it always helped him to have that fact re-affirmed. Clint could never have imagined that when Director Furry had ordered the hit on the famed Black Widow, that they would end up falling in love a couple of years later. Clint definitely never imagined they would have an amazing son like Maxim either. He wanted more than anything for there to be a mini Natasha in the future, but he knew he would love her just the same if it didn't happen. He was more than aware that the Red Room was supposed to have made Natasha infertile, but Maxim was a miracle, and Clint firmly believed that there was always a chance that there could be another miracle.
"I bet Tony is spoiling Maxim rotten as we speak." Clint joked. Natasha laughed lightly and nodded.
"Oh, I guarantee it." She agreed and pushed a piece of fiery red hair behind her ear. Clint smiled and shook his head, thinking back to Budapest.
Budapest Several Years Ago
Natasha sat calmly on the medical exam table while a S.H.I.E.L.D doctor worked on her hand. Clint could tell she was trying her best not to wince or show any signs of the pain she was in. Clint could see right through her. He knew she was suffering in silence. But he knew better than to say anything. She would kill him if he let anyone know she was hurting. Clint pushed off from the wall he was leaning on and walked closer to Natasha and the doctor. Natasha glanced up at Clint and forced a smile.
"How bad is it?" Clint asked the doctor.
"It's definitely broken." The doctor mused. Nat cursed under her breath. "We need to get x-rays. I'm just trying to stabilize it until we can get to the base." The doctor told me. Clint nodded and fought the urge to wrap Natasha in a hug and comfort her. He knew they had agreed to keep their relationship a secret to keep each other safe, but he just wanted to be open about it. Director Furry walked over to the trio with Coulson hot on his heels.
"We'll be at the base in thirty minutes. How does it look doc?" Furry asked the doctor.
"I need x-rays to see the true extent of damage, but it's obviously broken. I need to immobilize it, or there will be permanent damage." The doctor answered. Furry cursed and shook his head.
"Romanoff, how does it feel?" He asked her directly. Natasha shrugged.
"I've had worse." She dismissed the question.
"Romanoff, be straight with me." Furry asked again.
"It's the worst break I've had so far." Natasha caved. Clint felt his heart break. She never confessed pain. Especially not to Furry and Coulson.
Three hours later Clint sat near Natasha's bedside. Their plans for tonight hadn't exactly gone as planned. Budapest had definitely been a mission to remember. Instead of making a big statement of their love like they had planned. Nat had gone through a small operation just to align the bones in her hand that were skewed. Nat's eyes fluttered open and she grimaced as the pain hit her. Her eyes fell on Clint and she forced a smile.
"Sorry about our plans." Nat apologized. Clint smiled.
"Don't worry about it. I brought the plans to you." Clint said and Director Furry and Coulson walked into Natasha's room.
"I hear there is a wedding going on?" Coulson asked. Natasha shot Clint a look, and he smiled sheepishly.
"Clint we don't have a minister." Nat protested. Coulson smiled.
"I am an ordained internet minister actually." He offered.
Present Day
Natasha ran her finger along the small incision on her hand, and smiled to herself. It was still one of the most painful injuries she had ever sustained, but it was the source of one of her fondest memories now. The polished arrow necklace around her neck and that tiny scar were some of her favorite things. Clint and Natasha sat in an awkward silence until the doctor finally walked in. He smiled at Clint and Natasha and sat down on a stool in front of Natasha.
"Agent Romanoff, Agent Barton. I have some good news." He began. Clint stood up and came to stand by Natasha's side. He reached out and grabbed her hand tightly. Her slowly ran his thumb across the small scar. "Agent Romanoff, I think you'll have to give up field work again soon. You're pregnant." The doctor told the pair. Clint broke out into a wide grin, and Natasha laughed lightly and leaned into Clint's embrace.
"Thank you. Will you let Furry know? We need to go tell Maxim." Natasha asked. The doctor smiled and nodded.
"Congratulations guys." He said and left the exam room. Clint kissed Natasha gently on the lips.
"We did it Nat. We beat the odds. God, I hope it's a girl." Clint gushed. Nat smiled and shook her head.
"But we make such cute Clint duplicates." Natasha laughed lightly. Clint rolled his eyes.
"Come on. Let's go get Maxim before Tony ruins him." Clint decided. Nat nodded
"We've been gone several hours, it may already be too late." Nat joked and led Clint out of the room.
