A/N: New story. Wiiii. This is written while I'm working on another fanfiction as well. Also, Avengers, check it out if you want to. It's called Bulletproof. I like it a lot. Obviously. New chapter every few days. Or that's my plan at least.

Guessing the kid's age is kinda impossible because I feel like it's not totally consistent/makes super much sense in the movies. I'm basing them on my own assumptions.

Copper, born 2005 – 10 in age of Ultron. January child.

Lila, born 2009 – 6 in age of Ultron. Summer child

Nathaniel, born 2015 – 0 in age of Ultron. October child.

I am guessing Age of Ultron events takes place in around February to late July ISH, and then Nate is born a few months after aka October.

S-B

Clint is crazy. Laura already knew this. But this time, Clint was seriously out of his mind crazy. He had one job, to exterminate, to kill, the deadliest assassin known to man. And then he decides to keep her like a lost puppy he found on the streets.

It had started out as a normal day. Laura was nursing her first child Cooper, who was only a few months old when she had gotten the phone call. The name on the screen was Phil Coulson. Every time Clint was out on a mission and Phil called her; her heart skipped a beat. This time, maybe more than one. Laura knew that this practical mission was even more dangerous than his usual missions. Not that his normal missions weren't bad enough.

She didn't know every single detail of the mission, but what she did know was that an assassin had gotten SHIELD's attention in a bad way. This person was dangerous, very dangerous. So, Clint was sent to kill her, as one does.

"Hello?" Laura tried to keep her voice as calm as possible, but she could tell she wasn't doing a good job.

"He is alive". Phil first words were really all she needed to hear. Still, she forced herself to calm down. Phil would never just call to tell her that her husband was alive and well. It was always more to it.

"But he didn't kill his target." Laura slowly put down Cooper in his crib as Phil was talking on the other end.

He didn't kill his target? What was that supposed to mean? Again, Laura wasn't supposed to know everything about SHIELD. And she had never gotten a call with updates from Phil where he told her Clint had failed. She was confused. Really confused.

"Clint chose not to kill his target, instead he spared her life. He was supposed to kill her before he moved over to Sokovia for another important mission. They met in Vienna where their missions collided. She was already weak and injured when he found her. Or that's what he told me. But no, he didn't kill her." Phil almost sounded mad. Or at least frustrated.

"And what do you think about this? As his operative, as his boss." Laura asked slowly as she walked out of the boy's nursery. She was still slightly confused by all this.

"I think that he has a good heart. But now Furry is pissed. We are talking about the deadliest assassin in the world. She has over 250 kills under her belt, in the last 3 years. She was right there already hurt, probably a target Clint could have killed with his eyes closed. But he didn't. And that pissed Furry off. " Laura felt a shiver down her spine. Some fast math told her that this woman has an average of killing one person every 4,3 days. That was insane. Still, she had to agree with Phil, Clint had a good heart. His heart was in the right place.

"We can't control Barton. And we can't pull him from his mission either. We need him." Phil explained. It made sense. Clint was one of the best agents SHIELD had at the moment. Pulling him from the field wouldn't only hurt him, but SHIELD too.

"So, what happens now?" Laura asked with a thoughtful tone.

"Well, we can't really do anything about it. Clint won't let us touch her without him being present. We know very little about her. She just turned up 3 years ago, and it was only recently we got a good look at her. They are now out in the field on Clint's mission in Sokovia. From his updates, she is experienced out there and makes a good partner. He wants us to evaluate her and consider making her a SHIELD agent." Laura stopped in the middle of the hallway, shocked about what Phil just told her. An assassin, working for SHIELD?

"We won't be able to do the evaluation in the near future. So, Laura. He will be bringing her home with him when the mission is complete."

Laura gulped.

"Do we have a name?" Laura almost whispered.

"No. We don't. But she is known as The Black Widow"

Clint is crazy. Laura already knew this. His craziness is a part of him. And she loves him for it. Laura trusts Clint. The Black Widow, not so much.

Phil hadn't lied. Only four days later Clint called and told her he would be coming home with Black Widow. Laura couldn't help but feel a bit nervous about the whole situation. Clint had told her not to worry and she was in reality, really nice. She was disciplined, but nice. He had even told her, her a name. Natalia Romanoff.

Laura trusted him. And just because she was a little… very… intimidated by this Black Widow Laura was going to try her best to show her hospitality. After all, Clint seemed to really care about her.

They came even earlier than expected. Laura had just put Cooper to bed when she heard a Quinjet. She felt her stomach twist but forced herself to calm down. She walked down the stairs just when Clint opened the door.

Laura could almost feel her mouth hit the floor. The Black Widow was nothing like what she had expected. She didn't know quite what to expect really, but definitely not this. The first thing Laura noticed was her size. She was pretty small, about her height. The woman had on a one-piece black suit with a belt with a red hourglass-shaped symbol holding it all together. The suit was a tight fit around her body, doing nothing but defining her very curvy and toned body. On her hips, she had a belt with two guns strapped around her thighs. Both were pistols, which made Laura wonder how someone chose to hold pistols as their main weapon instead of something with a bit more…power. But then again Clint used a bow and arrow, and he was really deadly so… Laura shook the thought away. She didn't need to know why or how deadly she or her weapons were.

Laura also noticed how young Natalia looked. With a reputation like hers, she expected someone a bit older, but his woman didn't look a day older than 22. She had red shoulder long hair, framing a young beautiful face, but her eyes. Her eyes were in a beautiful vibrant green, but there was no life in them. They were cold and lifeless. The young face was completely unreadable. Showing absolutely no signs of any feelings, emotions or really anything.

"This is Laura, and Laura this is-" Clint got cut off when a cry filled the house. Thanks, Cooper. Laura was about to turn around to check on the boy before Clint stopped her. He grabbed her arm and said, "I'll go." With a low voice. Laura realized he hadn't seen his son since he left for the mission almost two weeks ago, so of course, she let him. Clint looked at her before he kissed her on the cheek and whispered. "Take care of her. Okay." Before he slipped up the stairs.

So now it was only Laura and Natalia left in the hall. Laura hadn't thought about any injuries before she noticed Natalia shift with a slight hint of discomfort in her eyes. Natalia, unlike her husband, seemed to have taken quite the beating during the mission. She didn't know why Natalia seemed so much more hurt than Clint, usually, he came back with all sorts of injuries. Now he had seemed just fine. She decided not to ask. She just asked if Natalia could walk, which she could, before she guided the other woman upstairs and to the guestroom.

They slipped into the room and Laura told her to sit down on the bed before she closed the door. She walked into the bathroom and picked up the first-aid kit before she walked back to Natalia. She had the same cold distance look in her eyes.

"Can you take off the suit so I can look at you closer?" Laura asked slowly to make sure Natalia was listening to her. The woman only nodded before she started to undress. First, she took out the weapons before she slipped off the belt. Lastly, she unzipped the suit slowly revealing a battle-scarred body.

Laura chocked a gasp when the young woman revealed her body. She had scars all over her body. Laura recognized a lot of them as minor gunshot wounds, and a few knivesknife stabs and cuts. She had a big bruise under her rib, various cuts all over her arms and a blue and swollen right ankle. Laura knew she was a deadly assassin, but she couldn't help but wonder how anyone could ever hurt someone so young, and beautiful, as Natalia.

Natalia stripped until she was just in a black lace underwear and a black sports bra. She looked at her when she finished, and Laura only nodded before she slowly started to rinse the cuts.

"Thank you for taking care of Clint for me. I prefer him alive rather than dead" Laura said with a smile, trying to sound as normal as possible. Natalia didn't answer but Laura heard a small huff from her. Which was more than nothing?

"Your name is Natalia, right?" The girl tensed up and Laura was scared she had hurt the other girl. She looked up at the younger woman, and a for a microsecond Laura swore she could see some emotions flash in her eyes before they disappeared again.

"I don't like when anyone uses my name." For the first time, Laura heard Natalia's voice. Just like her eyes, it was emotionless and cold. But not in a mean way. Just…flat.

"What do Clint call you then?" Laura asked as casual as possible, even if her heart was racing a hundred miles per hour.

"He just uses Widow" Natalia answered shortly. Laura looked up at the girl before shaking her head.

"That might work out in the field, but this is my home. I don't like using codenames here." Laura tried to sound as calm as possible but realized she sounded a lot stricter than she wanted it to be originally. Natalia looked at her. She nodded slowly before she said.

"Then I'll change it. What would you like me to be called?" Laura's heart sank at Natalia's reply. She tilted her head down avoiding Laura's eyes. Her voice was slightly twisted, almost like shame, or pain.

"No, no. Honey, I didn't mean it like that. I just meant that this isn't some strict SHIELD office or anything. Just a normal family home. We don't need any codenames here." Laura knelt down in front of Natalia and looked at her. The woman lifted her head and looked at Laura and nodded. "If you don't want me to use your real name, that's fine. I will respect that. Of course, "

"Oh," Natalia said low voice, and Laura noticed how she seemed a bit more relaxed. Clint had used the word disciplined, but this wasn't discipline. This was straight-up fear of disobeying any orders.

"We need a nickname," Laura said with a lighter tone before she finished up wrapping Natalia's leg in a bandage. She pushed the girl back into the bed and let her position herself correctly before Laura lifted her injured leg resting it on a pillow.

"Something nice." Laura continued as she placed an icepack on the bruised ankle.

"What about Talia? It's short, cute, and a slight resemblance to your real name. But only if you actually know that name." She looked at her for approval and Natalia nodded. And for the first time, she saw a small smile break through the stone-cold face.

Laura sat in the living room waiting for Clint. Natalia was probably asleep already. She had seemed pretty tired when Laura had left the room.

Laura had tons of questions about this new girl. Laura was all about being yourself and everything along those lines. But this almost seemed… she didn't want to say fake… more like forced? This girl showed no emotions, not before Laura had accidentally sounded like she had scolded her. But she hadn't sounded that strict? The second Laura had raised her voice Natalia had bowed her head for the other woman in shame, and it hurt Laura knowing she had already scared the other girl.

Clint walked into the living room with a smile, snapping Laura out of her thoughts.

"It's good to be home," He said before he moved over to her couch and kissed her swiftly.

"How long are you staying?" Laura said cuddling with her husband taking in every single second of this moment.

"Furry told us to come in tomorrow. But we'll probably be back in just a few days" Clint mumbled with his face against the top of her head. Kissing her between every word.

"Why?" Laura said looking at him. She had hoped they, he, would stay longer. Phil had said they probably wouldn't evaluate Natalia, Talia, yet anyways.

"Because when I told them what had happened, they changed their mind. They want her in SHIELD." Laura looked at him with big eyes holding her breath, waiting for what was coming next.

"Laura, she risked her own life to save mine."