Bloodline

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Sorry, this is a rather short chapter. I want to put some of the "make more of them" ideas into the next chapter, so you only have Nat's attempt at escape here, but believe me. It will hurt your soul when you read it. Have 'fun' ^^

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Chapter 8: Futile

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"Steve Rogers." The Captain answered his phone, clearly still unsure if he hit the right button.

"Hey, there, this is Clint. I have a rather... personal question for you. But please, you have to answer it, maybe even several lives are at stake." Clint said, his voice almost monotone.

This struck a chord, making Steve freeze as he stopped walking towards his new trainees. "Okay?"

"Did you have sex with Natasha?" Clint said, careful and all the while wishing it had been Steve that...

"No! Of course not. Why do you even think about that? Natasha did some flirting with me, but, as I know, now nothing uncommon, yet we never went that far. My code of..."

Clint shut his phone the moment the Captain answered, not caring about what he would think. He had been sincere. That's all he wanted to hear. And it made this new case so much worse, because he had a suspicion what was going on. Quickly he dialed another number.

"Fury," the voice on the other side of the line answered firmly.

The archer didn't even bother about a greeting this time, knowing that Nick would get the message. "I need access to all security tapes of Natasha during her missions the last two months."

"You'll get it. Tell me why. She stored it onto her private files. I just believed she did what she had to do and didn't want it on..."

"Give me access," he countered shortly.

"Okay, I know when something's amiss and when I need to step back for further investigation, but at noon I want a full report," Fury said angrily but yet with a hint of worry.

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A mere half an hour later Clint was standing in front of Banner, who was still looking at his samples. "Do your results explain how Natasha can be pregnant?"

"What? How do you know?" Banner asked, exasperated as if the stress made him fight the Hulk again.

"She used a pregnancy test. Now tell me how the hell it can be positive." He threw the piece of plastic onto the table.

"I am still working on the how. I found another substance in Natasha's blood which could have led to that. I could ask Tony to help me analyze it." He readied the file to be send.

"No, not yet. Keep it private." Clint pushed the cancel button before it could be delivered. "I will check the security tapes. You work on the reason why Natasha became pregnant."

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Natasha ran as fast as her weak body and her protruding belly allowed it. She had no idea how far down she was as she climbed the stairs. This had to be some sort of underground base of Hydra. When she heard shouting and footsteps from above, Natasha quickly entered a hallway, leaning against the door and trying to catch her breath. This was so insane. She had no idea where she actually was. This facility could be miles away from even the smallest village, but she had to try it, for her baby.

A hard kick into her ribcage pushed the air out of her lungs and she had to steady herself. "Yes, my boy. We're gonna get out of here. I'll keep you safe from them, I promise." She gently caressed the bulge that had formed until the baby relaxed again. Meanwhile Natasha heard the men running past her. She sighed in relief, closing her eyes for a second before she turned around to enter the stairs again.

"Don't move." A dark voice told her while she felt a hand grabbing her wrist.

Natasha knew this velvety timbre, recognized these cold metal fingers. She felt his breath against her neck and tried not to shiver, to show her fear. "Let me go, James, please."

"You will not escape. The procedure isn't over yet."

"I will leave, even if it's over your dead body." She could barely keep the insecurity out of her tone but it seemed to be enough to startle him for a moment, his grip loosening slightly. It took her a second too long to tear herself from him.

He drew his gun and pointed it directly at her abdomen. "And also over our child's?" He purred into her ear while he pushed the barrel against her belly hard enough for her to notice.

"You wouldn't dare."

"No?" He chuckled darkly, putting his metal hand onto her stomach. "You know I would." He whispered against her ear before kissing her neck tenderly. "After all, we can try again." His fingers ghosted downwards until they reached the apex of her thighs.

"This is sick, even for you." She couldn't stop her voice from shaking or the tears from falling.

"Is it? Well, my girl, you have two choices, but they will both lead to the same outcome, only that you will lose our little boy in one of them. So...?" He pressed her against the door, his instincts taking over, only fueled by the still present drug that Hydra had given him to ensure an inhuman virility. His grin was wide while he breathed in her scent. "Oh, I would love to have you again."

"Please, James. It doesn't have to be this way." She tried to fight him but stopped instantly when she felt his gun being pushed harder against her, reminding her again what was on stake. "I know there is still good in you. They will take our baby away from us, your son. They will experiment on him, turn him into a killing machine."

"Just like his father." He pulled out an injection from his pocket, ramming it into her shoulder. The drug worked quickly, she didn't even have the chance to answer as her body collapsed into his arms. "Sleep now, my love. It will be over soon." He kissed the top of her head gently.

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Natasha heard voice talking about her while she tried to stay awake.

"How was it possible? There was no way she could have even attempted this escape."

The Winter Soldier looked to the side. He knew it all too well, and marveled at her methods. This woman was exceptional, the mother of his unborn son. The only one worthy of his genes.

"She must have pulled the IV out of her vein so we didn't notice. I saw a small bulge where the sedative was pumped under her skin instead of into her system. With the drug gone, she only had to open her cuffs." One of the medics said boldly and with interest, earning a hard blow to his head.

"I want security as tight as possible from now on. Soldier, you will aid them. I believe, after your... studies... you should be able to tell every move of hers."

The Winter Soldier suppressed a sigh. What a waste... These techniques were her specialty. And he could not deny the desire to watch her in action. "I will."

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After this incident life became a blur to her. She knew that the scientists were drawing blood samples, checking the baby via ultrasound and whatever else. But all felt like a dream, no, like a nightmare. It must have been almost two days until she was able to lift her head again while someone was describing the picture he saw on the screen. That was her baby. Now more than six months old, or so the scientist guessed. She could see the head, the arms, the feet. It was moving, curious and innocent. Her child, soon ready for the big dark world. How was that even possible? Natasha didn't have the strength to think about it while her body succumbed to the sedative.

For every life taken, a new one is born, the Winter Solder recited in his mind as he visited her after an assignment. Her belly had grown again even though he had been away for no more than a day. The hospital gown was pulled up, so he could see that the skin was taunt and thin, blue veins visible and the movements of the unborn easy to follow. Scientists were running around, measuring everything, noting what they found and changing the IV's drip speed to what they saw as limit.

Barnes followed the movements of his child. It was, as if it was hiding and shrinking away, clearly not wanting the attention. The urge to at least pull the sheet over Natasha's belly was great, but he did not succumb.

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The next chapter will be about Bucky realizing that Nat will die when she has the baby and also about Hydra wanting him to make more babies like this one. It sounds weird but it will be even stranger for Bucky, believe me ^^ Please review ^^