Author's Note:

The second and final chapter!

Thank you very much to the lovely four individual's who reviewed the first chapter: GuardianGirl24; Bayfire; discordchick; Sanctuaria.

If a name is in bold at the beginning of the paragraph, it is just to let you know whose POV it is in.

Natasha pulled Steve to one side when everybody was discussing Mario-Kart teams. Thankfully, no one paid them much attention as they knew Steve was terrible at video games and would avoid his gaze to avoid being stuck with him. "How long do you think they'll be mad at us," she whispered to him.

Steve looked down at her shocked, "You think they're mad because they found out about us and James?"

Natasha wanted to say no and then make up a reason, but she knew there was no point, honesty worked best with Steve. "Yes. Do you see how they are looking at us, I think I even saw some betrayal in their eyes." She took a glance at Banner who had returned to the room not too long ago.

"We should have just told them when we had James or got together," Steve replied.

"It's not like they ever asked," Natasha responded with a shrug.

"No, they didn't ask you. I have been constantly subjected to a series of questioning about my love-life and I lied. I didn't tell them about us," Steve told her. Natasha met his eyes, the apology on her lips, she had been the one to want to keep it quiet initially. When she fell pregnant, Steve wanted to tell everybody, he was so happy about it, but knew she couldn't get pregnant, at least she thought she knew. She was sure that if she did somehow become pregnant, there was a very high possibility that the foetus wouldn't survive past the first trimester. So she convinced Steve to keep the pregnancy a secret and he did. She wasn't surprised when she went into labour just over a month early, but was surprised when the baby survived and even more surprised when he grew up healthy. She never considered the possibility of making an announcement of James, because she never thought she had to. After a few months, she started going back on missions and both her and Steve discussed things and agreed to allow Laura or Clint to look after James when needed. Natasha just presumed that Tony would discover they had a child or were in a relationship; they didn't exactly hide it-but they didn't flaunt it either.

"We should have told them," Natasha replied.

"We can go if you want," Steve told her.

Natasha shook her head, she looked over at Cooper as she heard him say that James needed changing. "This is a celebration, I can handle the looks." He gave her a soft nod. "I'll change James." She let go of his arm, not even sure when she had placed it there and took James from Cooper after picking up his bag before walking out of the room. She opted for the stairs and entered her room, without a second thought she placed James down on the bed, "Are you not potty-trained yet?"

"There no potty," James giggled, kicking his feet.

Natasha tickled his feet for a second before digging into the bag, "You're right about that." she commented. She pulled out the diaper and wipes as she heard footsteps head towards her bedroom. Her eyes were trained on the door, one hand on her concealed weapon, the other on her son. As soon as she saw that it was Banner, she let go of the weapon and looked at him, "Can I help you?" she asked politely as she started changing James quickly and efficiently.

"You- You told me that wasn't possible," Banner recollected awkwardly, indicating to James.

"That is a boy," Natasha commented before taking a deep breath. "I didn't lie to you about that-as far as I knew, it wasn't possible."

Banner looked James for a moment, "He looks like you."

"He looks like Steve," Natasha countered as she pulled the clothing onto her son properly before picking him up. "We should get back to the party."

Banner nodded, looking a bit lost. He could never have a child, he was damaged, a monster, just like she thought she was. She thought she couldn't have children, couldn't be fixed, but she had been wrong. She wanted to tell Banner that everything negative he thought about himself was wrong, but she was never one for words or emotion. And there was no action she was willing to do to show him what she thought. So instead she offered him a small smile before walking past him, not saying anything on the matter. "What's his name?" Banner asked, stopping her when she a few metres away from him.

Natasha turned around, looking at him, "James Francis Rogers."

Banner nodded, as if the name made sense, "James after Bucky; Steve's childhood friend."

"Yes, and Francis after Clint, my best friend," Natasha added before she turned again and walked off.

As Natasha walked back into the lounge area, she realised that she should probably tell Clint something. She placed James down with Nathaniel and Kathryn who were playing together with bricks and sat down next to Steve. She watches Cooper, Tony, Clint and Steve play for a few moments before taking the controller off Steve; He was in twelfth place. "Clint, Laura, whilst we're being completely open and everybody is insisting we formally tell you all things, you should know that you are both James' godparents," she tells them.

"What?!" Clint exclaimed in utter shock, turning his attention to her, causing his character to fall into the lava. "And you didn't tell me? What if you both had died?"

"It's written in our will," Natasha replied as she focused on the TV.

"It's an honour, thank you." Laura said with genuine happiness.

"Why didn't you make me his godfather?" Tony questioned, as he tried to get to first place, but was stuck behind Cooper.

"We contemplated choosing you," Steve commented. "But at the time, Clint and Laura already had children and Natasha was very close to them." He tried to explain.

"What about your next child?" Tony inquired.

"One is enough for us," Natasha answered, she noticed how Steve didn't even go to respond. She wondered if they actually needed to talk about that. But for now, she was too occupied with the game and in the last second managed to overtake Clint and gain third place. She smirked in his direction.

"The games not over yet, Romanoff," Clint spoke, turning his full attention back to the screen. "None of your diversion tactics are going to work."

"We will see about that," Natasha muttered under her breath, she shifted closer to Clint who was next to her on the couch.

"Get away from me," Clint muttered.

"First!" Cooper exclaimed as his character went flying past the finish line, with Tony on his tail.

"Ahh!" Tony grunted, obviously resisting swearing in front of the children.

Natasha's expression turned serious when Clint got a booster and was about to use it, "Don't you…" She halted as Clint's character zoomed past her, finishing in third a miller-second before hers. She turned and looked at Clint seriously, "I hate you."

Clint merely smirked in response.

"Why are you looking so smug, I beat you, and so did your fourteen year old son," Tony commented, before giving Cooper and high five.

"Where do you think he gets his skills from?" Clint questioned rhetorically, although, that didn't stop Tony from answering.

"His mother, obviously."

Tony tickled Hayden with a smile on his face, the little boy laughed and kicked his feet in happiness. He looked up and saw James snuggled up to Natasha, his eyes drooping closed. His hands stilled slightly before he picked up his son and stood before he approached Natasha and sat beside her. "Falling asleep already?"

Natasha looked at him as her hand continued to rub circles on James' back, "Yes, he always goes to sleep at this time."

"Are you raising your son to be a super-spy like you?" He questioned jokingly.

Natasha simply smirked in reply, "He's an amazing little boy, and he'll be able to kick your ass by the time he's five-when you're not in the suit of course; that may take a little more training." Tony was not able to tell if she was actually serious or not, but decided to take it as a joke as he made sure to hold onto Hayden so he wouldn't fall off his lap. "It looks like Hayden has no intention of going sleep anytime soon; he has a lot of energy."

Tony looked down, watching his son kick his feet and grow more impatient, "It's almost impossible to get him to sleep. He just doesn't relax and then gets overtired and cries all night long. Pepper has the most luck getting him to sleep, sometimes as early as 2 A.M." He adjusted Hayden, "The thing is, I know he's tired. He just won't sleep; how do you do it?"

"When James is having a difficult night, I sing to him. I read that singing soothes a child, and having stories read to them helps put them into a dreamlike state; although, the stories work best as they get older."

"This parent stuff is actually more difficult than I expected," Tony admitted. He didn't know why he decided to open up to Natasha, especially with something he hadn't even told Pepper. But he was so tired and Natasha managed to continue with her life perfectly whilst raising a child and nobody knew. If somebody could maintain their composure, maybe they could offer some help. All he knew was how much the sleepless nights, constant worry, and caring for two children who were highly dependant on him was taking its toll. He saw Natasha's eyes flick over his face; now that he wasn't wearing his usual smirk or throwing his cocky remarks, he wondered if she saw the tired and worn out eyes, the bags, the lost expression. He wondered if she already had noticed but was only now deciding to intervene. It was a long wait for her to look at him properly, obviously deciding what she was going to tell him.

"James is practically asleep, let's swap for a bit. Just hold him close and he'll be out like a light," Natasha said and without giving him much of an option handed James over and took Hayden with ease. She stood up as she hoisted the youngest member of the group into her arms and started to walk around.

Tony looked down at James, who had a small frown on his face, it seemed that he didn't like being taken away from his mother, but he remained quiet. He hugged the young boy in his arms, leaning back and getting comfortable. He was waiting for the crying and the struggling, but received no resistance. Looking down he watched as James snuggled up and drifted off to sleep rather quickly. His mouth was agape as he realised that he was capable of getting a toddler to go to sleep; maybe it would take a while, but he knew that soon he would be able to get Hayden to sleep. And he would do whatever it took to make sure both of his children were happy, no matter how many sleepless nights that meant. He took another look down at James, smiled and closed his eyes, he wanted to enjoy this moment.

As Tony started drifting off, he heard somebody singing softly nearby, it took him a while, but right before he fell asleep, he realised it must have been Natasha.

Natasha approached Pepper, holding a sleepy, but still awake Hayden, "This kid is impossible to put to sleep." She announced as she handed him over. He instantly snuggled to Pepper.

"Looks like he's about to fall asleep," Pepper observed with a smile. "Thank you."

Natasha simply nodded with a small smile, "Steve and I will be heading out now, thank you for a nice party."

"Not sure we can call it a party when the host falls asleep an hour and a half into it," Pepper commented as they both turned and looked at Tony who was still asleep with James.

"That's what made it nice, he didn't even blink when we drew on his face and took pictures," Natasha replied with a smirk.

"Stay in contact, it seems we need to talk more often," Pepper replied, before offering a hug.

Natasha returned the hug before walking over to Tony and picking James up, "Bye Stark." She said even though he couldn't hear her and walked over to Steve who had just bid Banner goodbye- Banner being the last guest there. Although, Natasha suspected that he was staying at Starks for the night, or even permanently. As she passed Banner she offered him a nod, but uttered no words before entering the elevator with Steve.

"Want me to take James?" Steve offered, always the noble guy.

"He's not heavy, Steve, I think I can handle him," Natasha said with a playful roll of her eyes. "How long do you think it would take before the whole world finds out about James?"

"They're not going to tell," Steve replied.

Natasha looked at him and laughed softly, "Sure they won't. It's not like any of them have gone on live TV and announced that they- wait, didn't Tony do that?"

"That was his business, he won't release ours."

"I guess we'll find out in due time," Natasha replied casually. "At least now we have more baby-sitters. Maybe James and Hayden will grow up to be friends, James is only a year and a bit older that him. Didn't you say it would be good for James to socialise?"

"I did say that and you're right, they are close in age and would probably grow up to be friends," Steve agreed.

"Clint and I need to head out to complete the mission tomorrow, it should only take a few days; he didn't want to miss the party."

Steve nodded, "I'll stay with James, I was thinking about visiting Bucky for a couple of weeks."

"Both James' would love that, I'll meet you at Bucky's then. Should we separate now or is there a hotel we can stay at?" Natasha asked.

"Why don't we just stay here? Tony did say we could use it whenever we wanted," Steve suggested as the elevator doors opened. Receiving a nod from Natasha, he pressed one of the buttons and they waited for the elevator to go up a few floors to Steve's room. Natasha was glad he didn't choose her room, because there was mud all across the floor and she wasn't sure if the robots would have cleaned it all up.

Natasha walked out of the elevator with Steve, her eyes scanned his room, "You don't happen to have somewhere for James to sleep, do you? I don't quite want him on the bed with us."

"I'll make a make-shift bed for him on the floor, just give me a few minutes," Steve said before opening his closet and pulling out a variety of sheets, blankets and pillows. "There's always so many, never thought I'd find a use for them." He admitted.

"Some people like more than just one blanket and one pillow," Natasha replied, grabbing some remaining pillows and blankets and throwing them on the bed. "Like myself."

"I remember," Steve commented, a smile gracing his lips as he continued to make the bed on the floor for James. "Did I use too many pillows for it?"

"You can never use too many pillows," Natasha replied, she knelt down and felt out the bed, finding it to be very comfortable, she laid James down before undressing him. She turned and caught his pyjamas from Steve without asking, and dressed James before placing a blanket over his sleeping form and kissing his head.

Steve kissed James' forehead afterwards before they both climbed into bed. "Good night."

"What was that expression about?" Natasha asked, receiving a confused look from Steve as he attempted to understand what expression she was implying to, she elaborated. "When Tony mentioned about us having more children…"

"You don't want anymore, what is there to talk about?" Steve asked.

"Did you want more children?" Natasha asked. She was sure that she did not want any more children, and she was even more sure that she wouldn't actually be able to get pregnant again-even though she was sure she couldn't get pregnant to begin with. But she didn't want to make all the decisions and Steve just follow her, he was very dismissive in the relationship, going along with whatever she wanted.

"James and you are enough for me, I don't need any more additions to our family. And that is the truth," Steve answered.

"If you're sure," Natasha replied, not entirely believing him.

"I am sure… Do you think we should have told them all about Bucky?" Steve asked, looking at her.

Natasha looked at him, "Do you think that's important?"

"They thought us having a child was important, I'm pretty sure they'd want to know about Bucky too," Steve replied.

Natasha nodded, "You're right; there's always next year."

-The End-

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