Time passing slowly, Clint patiently waiting for Steve to sit down. As Steve making a permeate lane into floor behind the couch.
Clint making quick glances from the computer that sat across the room, flashing the time- 7 hours since the last time they saw Natasha. To the phone that sat on the couch cushion next to him. Silence only adding to the tension in the room.
Steve arms folded across his chest, with his left hand cupping around his mouth. Though he was trying not to thinking of what could be wrong or the bad things that could be happening, he was picturing Natasha sleeping next to him the first time they were in here. The way she felt against his skin, her scent on him and the way her hair halo against the pillow. Those thoughts pulling the corners of his mouth into a small smile.
Only linger on the positive thoughts and quickly dismissing the negative ones.
He could only hear the slow ticking of the passing seconds, and noticing that no sound was coming from Clint. His head perched on his forearms on the back of the couch. Looking as if he was observing everything around him, but also miles away in deep thought.
"If she was with Coulson, they would have made contact by now. Why haven't we heard from her yet." Steve questioned.
"Maybe she lost track of time, catching up with Phil." Clint said.
"If that is the reason, her and I will have a serious conversation." Steve told him.
The both of them giving the other a half smile before returning to the painful silence.
It was a short time before the sound of Tony making a loud entrance into the common living area pulling them from the quiet waiting game they were playing.
"I have some great news, and Pepper is fine." Tony told them, looking very happy with himself. Though both Steve and Clint went from Level Orange- Worry to Level Red-Panic.
"What happened?", "What's the News?" Both speaking over each other.
"Pepper slipped and fell, but she is fine and baby. When I say baby I mean to say, Baby Girl. I am going to have a girl, a daughter." Tony said with way too much excitement. Though it seeming like he kept having to say it out loud to believe it himself. Tony Stark was going to have a daughter.
"Congrats Tony!" Steve finally being pull from his track, giving Tony a bro-hug with hard pats on the back.
"Congrats! You have no idea what you are in for." Clint told him, giving Tony a hard slap on his shoulder.
"She just rang a bit ago. But I was coming down this way to tell both of you. But T'Challa stopped me and said that they called off the search for our Itty Bitty Spider. Hopefully she will be back soon. Have you heard anything from her?" Tony said looking from Steve to Clint.
Both men shaking their individual heads in a NO response.
"I think this calls for a celebration, my beautiful girlfriend carrying my daughter and our own KBG spy will be returned to us soon enough." Tony stating. Pulling a cigar from somewhere inside his jacket pocket.
"We should hold off until Natasha gets back, she would hate to miss out on the fun. Especially now that she can go shopping for your daughter." Clint told the overly hyper Tony.
"God, she is going to max-out a credit card on your daughter." Steve said jokingly remembering how much she spent on the Clint's 3rd child.
"Fine, Whatever, as long as she is back by dinner time." Tony said walking out the same door he had just arrived from.
Steve watching Tony walking on cloud nine, he felt heavy and weighted down. He realizing hadn't slept since they arrived in London, and he was starting to feel the effects of his psyche and body.
"I am going to try and get some sleep. Will you wake me if you hear anything about Nat?" Steve asking Clint.
"Sure, but that's good news that Interpol has stopped looking for her. Cap she will be back soon." Clint told him, sharing in his exhausted feeling.
Steve leaving him in the living area and walking down the hallway, looking at every door as he passed by, locating which room was his. Finally seeing the title on the door- Captain Rogers & Agent Romanoff.
Opening the door, the room was almost identical to the room he original stayed in when first arriving in Wakanda. 'Only thing missing is Natasha.' He thought to himself, laying face down at the top of the bed and pulling a pillow over his head. Blocking out any light or sound.
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Slowing waking up, Steve feeling rested and under the blankets. Rolling to the middle on the bed, when something beneath the covers rubbed against his legs. He startled awake.
"Uuuugggghhhhhh." A whiny familiar voice. "Go back to sleep." She continue to whine. The bright red hair in a messy disarray poking is out from the top of the blankets.
Too late he was already wake. Natasha was back from her field trip, and was in bed with him asleep as if nothing had happen.
Closing the gap between them, and wrapping his arms around her small frame, pulling the covers over his head and kissing the top of her shoulders. The stress, worry and fear were gone from his body. Joy flooded him as he held her close to him.
"You're not allowed to leave again without telling me." He said against her skin. Only a quiet hum was her response.
"One day I will marry you." He said before falling asleep again wrapped around her.
A smile pulling at the ends of her mouth as she committee this moment to memory.
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The quite sound of the hush voices, slowly woke Natasha from her sleep.
"Look who is finally awake." Clint said, as Natasha sitting up in the bed. Her hair sticking out in every direction.
Squinting through her sleepy eyes she sat against the head board. Seeing Clint and Steve sitting besides each other, with a coffee cups between the both of them.
"Coffee first." She said quietly, pulling the comforter up to her chin.
Steve bring a cup made for her, and giving her a kiss on the top of her head. Before taking his seat next to Clint.
"Hurry up and drink, I want to hear about Coulson." Clint told her impatiently.
Peering over the rim of the cup giving him a deadly look. As she took an extra-long sip of her coffee. Inhaling the delicious aroma of the hot coffee and sweet scent of the creamer. Letting that first sip of coffee waking her senses up.
"Coulson and May are good." She told them leaving them on the hook.
"May is on the team too?" Clint grunted at her.
"Coulson is running his own team, has his own mission and is working parallel to our mission." She explained.
Steve taking a deep breath and holding it. Trying to hold in the questions he has for her until they are alone, like how is Coulson still alive.
"It's nice to know we aren't the only ones trying to keep our world intact." Clint said giving a shoulder shrug.
"S.H.I.E.L.D. is still keeping big secrets." Steve said not forgetting how S.H.I.E.L.D. was almost taken over by Hydra.
"We don't work for S.H.I.E.L.D." Clint remained Steve.
"Yep, but this time the secret was a great surprise. If we ever need some extra assistants, we have Coulson." Natasha told, taking another long sip from her cup.
"Well, both of you missed last night celebratory dinner from Stark. Don't be late for the part 2 of the celebration at breakfast." Clint told them, as he stood up to leave.
"Celebration of what?" She questioned look between the both of them.
"Tony and Pepper are having a girl." Clint saying with a heavy sigh and smiling at Steve.
Her eyes wide and her mouth fell out. A high pitch squeal escaping her mouth with excitement.
'Good Luck.' Clint mouthed to Steve as he left the room. The soft click of the door closing, Steve stood and climb across the top of the bed. Laying next to Natasha.
Natasha sinking down into bed, becoming leveled with him.
"I missed you." She said quietly to him.
"Not as much as I did. How was Phil?" He said her.
"Good, really good. I think it is better this way, having allies laying waiting to help us when needed. When the threat is big enough. Like the helio-carriers in Sokovia, those were Phils." She explained barely over a whisper.
"Wow." Steve propping himself on his elbow. "At least we can always bring out the big guns when needed."
"Like whatever has Bruce, Tony and Jane all in a tizzy."
"Yes, exactly." Steve response. "But I don't want to talk about that or anything else right now. I just want you and me." He said as he inched himself closing to her.
"Oh, really. I like what you are thinking." She told him, placing the coffee cup on the bed side table. Then holding his face in between her hands, and kissing his mouth. Only have control over his mouth for a second, before he took charge and deepen the kiss. Rolling on top of her and holding her body close to his.