Chapter Four
Trial Three: Report
Ovulation dates: 5th-7th April 2018, detected through spike in body temperature and through ovulation testing. Insemination attempts took place on the three given dates. Elevation of hips was conducted for ten minutes post insemination. Response awaited.
Natasha flopped down onto the bed, letting her body fall back and hit the mattress. She didn't know how to think in regards to Wanda, the girl was so young, barely at the end of her teens, barely an adult but she had so much power. She also had something Natasha hadn't experienced for a very long time, she had a spark. The young girl knew what she wanted and it wasn't in terms of World security.
Wanda wanted love, she wanted happiness, all those butterflies in the stomach feelings that everyone expected at that age. In some ways, Natasha knew the reason she had let them - Wanda and Vision - have their distance, was because she wanted Wanda to never lose that spark, that hope, and joy for life.
Now, after everything had gone to hell, they were back in a travel lodge, a basic hotel where she was having to share a room with the younger girl. Steve had insisted they have their own rooms - the hotel couldn't accommodate them all in one room and so the boys and girls had been separated. She thought about Steve, was he still trying to preserve the virtue of Wanda, or was he clinging to old fashioned morals. Either way, no matter how it worked (and she was pretty sure she didn't want to know how this worked with a robot) the couple clearly had sex at some point.
Wanda was sheepish at first, gently sitting on the edge of the second bed, Natasha could feel those eyes on her and promptly realized the kid was waiting for a telling off. She snorted out loud, drawing Wanda's eyes to her face.
"Yeah, we said stay close, but I'm not your Mom. Everyone rebels at some point - even Steve might one day."
Wanda gave a soft and grateful smile, proceeding to remove her jacket and hat, tossing them on to the bed. Natasha followed in her steps, rolling her body up off the bed into a standing position and proceeding to take off the bullet-proof vest which was newly incorporated into her suit.
"No one could have known what was going to happen out there, those things - whatever they were - we had about as much prior warning as you did."
"Nat," Wanda spoke in what could be described as a gasp except it was quiet as though she had just discovered some sort of scandal.
Natasha froze. Crap. They weren't supposed to know and now - after what had just gone down - she couldn't afford for them to know. Steve would try and ground her, but some things were more important than the little issue that Wanda had just spotted. She was hoping to ignore it, hoping Wanda would move past what she was but before she could say anything else Wanda asked outright.
"Are you, you're pregnant?"
Natasha bit her bottom lip hard. Dammit.
She had barely noticed until a few weeks ago. Things had been busy and one thing led to the next, meaning she didn't realize that like the first few pregnancies she hadn't miscarried this time. It was like it had grown from nowhere, like a weed in a sidewalk crack. One minute there had been no indicator and now, now there was a visible little bump in her stomach. With the vest on, she was sure the others hadn't noticed but now when she took it off, things were beginning to get difficult.