Another short-ish chapter although the next chapter is gonna be pretty long. crity2re thank you again! I love all your name suggestions :)

"How can you listen to them?!"

"Nat, please calm down. You need to rest."

"How can I?! When apparently the Red Room is back, how could I possibly rest?"

Steve stared at her for a second before pinching the bridge of his nose, "Nat, please, just calm down and we can talk."

Natasha was practically breathing fire as she paced back and forth anxiously. "We need to talk right now!" She snapped as she walked, "This isn't possible, the Red Room was destroyed a long time ago." She felt lightheaded but she shrugged it away and walked faster. "How? Have they been watching us this whole time?" Steve felt helpless, "I don't know. Tony only said that the explosives used had a trace back to parties that work directly under the Red Room. That's all I know I swear."

The answer infuriated her, "they cannot be alive again!" Whipping around she nearly smashed into a table and shoved it aside, "it has to be a trick of some sort." Pursing her lips she thought hard before resuming her pacing.

"Natasha." Steve was getting more and more worried. The more that she was on her feet with no rest meant the more risk she could do to herself and the baby. Sure enough as he watched she stumbled and faltered. In an instant he was at her side and helping her right herself. "Natasha," he said again, gentler, "please just sit down." She shook her head frantically, "no! They could come for you, or me." Swallowing she shook her head, and took a step forwards. Only for her legs to give way beneath her.

Steve caught her and carefully picked her up, "that's it." He said firmly, "you are going to work yourself up too much and hurt yourself. It's not going to help you or the baby." Her face crumpled and tears rolled down her face.

"Hey, it's going to be okay, you just need to slow it down a bit." Steve set her down on a chair and squished in beside her covering her with a blanket. "I can't," she started, "if they come for me and I'm not ready then..." she trailed off and he shook his head, "I'll always be here for you. I'm going to protect you and our baby, no matter what." She nodded and mopped at her eyes, "can I go with you to Tony's briefing?"

He shook his head firmly, "no. You were just in a bombing, you need to rest." She smiled, "y'know this is not quite how I pictured our wedding night to go." He laughed, "neither did I, now rest please."

He gave her a quick kiss before heading for Tony's office. Natasha waited for him to leave before throwing off the blanket. She was halfway out of her chair when she felt a hard kick.

"Yup," she grunted, "you are definitely Steve's child." Standing up she stretched before moving to the couch. As she settled onto it she felt another kick, "I'm resting," she muttered, "this isn't fair by the way, you and Steve can't both be against me. Technically you're not even fully formed." She tucked the blanket up high around her shoulders and closed her eyes. She would just rest her eye for a minute or two...

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When Steve entered the room he realized he was the last one there. Tony was doing something with Friday while Sam and Wanda talked quietly. Crossing to where Tony was he tapped him on the shoulder.

"Hey, do you know for sure that this is the Red Room?"

Tony nodded and stepped away from his diagram. "In the first explosion they used a gas that can be easily traced back to sellers on the black market. And assuming that they haven't changed their trade in the last decade then they're still under the Red Room." Steve frowned, "but that isn't very clear. Maybe they did change their sellers." Tony cast him an annoyed look, "I wasn't done Capsicle." He was about to go on when he paused, "where's Nat?"

Steve sighed, "resting. This whole Red Room situation is really hard on her, I'm worried." Tony nodded, "well, once we find the people who did this then she can feel better. How is Baby Widow by the way?" Steve rolled his eyes at the nickname, "baby's fine, apparently Wanda can feel it. Something to do with her telekinesis." He glanced at Wanda who was currently looking through some files.

Tony nodded before going back into explanation mode, "anyways, besides the poison there was also this," he handed him a what appeared to be a casing of some sort, "This was found in the wreckage from this bombing, if you flip it over..." Steve did as he was told and very faintly, beneath the dirt and scratches he could see a faint hourglass scratched into the surface. "You think that they intended for Nat to be the target?" Tony nodded grimly, "Which is why we need to find them quickly.

"For Natasha and the baby's sake."

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When Steve reentered the living room he found Natasha curled up on her side snoring softly. He shook his head and gently scooped her up, blanket and all. She stirred slightly as he placed her on the bed but other than that she remained sound asleep. It spoke volumes in terms of her need to rest at this stage.

He slid beneath the covers and closed his eyes as he felt exhaustion weigh down on his eyelids. He was almost asleep when he felt something nestle into his side. Smiling he wrapped his arms around Natasha before drifting off.

Back in his lab Tony was running every possible test on the scraps of debris he had. It was past two in the morning before he got something. Triumphantly he studied the number on the side of a metal casing,

"Now we've got you."