A/N: Alright, second chapter tonight! Again, I'd love any feedback you guys were willing to offer and thanks to those that already have reviewed! This chapter is set about a year and a half after the last, making Dmitri around two.

Clint unlocked the door to Natasha's apartment, using the key she gave him for 'emergencies only'. Sneaking in to set up a surprise birthday party seemed as good a reason as any use the key. Much to Clint's surprise, he saw a small boy with black hair and piercing green eyes identical to Natasha's on her couch watching cartoons. The boy looked at Clint with a curious expression. "Are you here for my mommy?"

"That depends who your mommy is."

"Are you Clint?"

"Yeah. Who are you?"

"My name is Dmitri Romanoff."

Clint heard Natasha's voice from down the hall. "Dmitri, who are you talking to?"

Clint shook his head and put his finger to his lips, trying to get the boy to understand that he wanted him to be quiet. "Nobody, Mommy, I'm watching my cartoons."

"Okay, but only one more episode, you know too much TV isn't good for you."

"I know, Mommy."

Clint smiled at the kid and whispered "Do you know that today is your mommy's birthday?"

Dmitri nodded and in the same tone replied "Mommy said she didn't want nothin big so I jus made her a card."

Clint smiled. "I came here to set up some stuff for her birthday. Do you want to help?"

Dmitri nodded and they worked quickly and quietly to get everything set up. When they were finished, Dmitri grabbed the card he had made and ran into Natasha's room, hurling himself into her bed. "Happy birthday, Mommy."

"Thank you, sweetheart."

"I made you a card."

"Did you, now?"

"Uh, huh. Miss Maria helped me put sparkles on it."

Natasha looked at the card and smiled. "I love it, Baby."

"I know you love sparkles and you said I should always ask for help with them so I asked Miss Maria."

Natasha kissed the top of his head. "I love you."

"I love you too, Mommy." He hugged her and then continued. "I have another surprise for you, Mommy."

"Really?"

"Yeah." Dmitri tugged on her hand and slid out of the bed. "C'mon, Mommy."

"I'm coming, sweetheart."

Natasha followed Dmitri to the kitchen and unsuccessfully stifled a gasp. "How did you get in here, Clint?"

"I used the emergencies only key."

"Did I not say that it was for emergencies only? What constituted an emergency today?"

"You told me you've never had a good birthday; I'm looking to change that."

Natasha sighed with a smile and looked to Dmitri. "You were talking to him, weren't you?"

"I'm sorry I lied, Mommy, but Clint said he was setting stuff up for your birthday and I wanted you to be happy. Are you happy, Mommy?"

Natasha laughed and picked Dmitri up. "I'm very happy."

"Good, cause I don't like it when you're sad."

Clint raised an eyebrow at Natasha. "So, won't you introduce me?"

Natasha rolled her eyes. "Dmitri, this is my partner Clint. Clint, this is my son Dmitri."

"So, you have a son?"

"Yes, he's two years old and I was pregnant with him when I was in Russia, if you understand the meaning."

Clint nodded and grinned. "I got you a present."

Natasha rolled her eyes and sat down at the table with Dmitri in her lap.