Tony found Clint and made sure not to get himself killed by the archer before telling him that he had something the agent needed to hear. Clint cocked an eyebrow and followed Tony back to the lab to find out what this 'information' was. It didn't take long for Bruce to convince Steve to follow him up to the lab, hoping that Tony would do most of the talking.

Clint crossed his arms, frowning slightly when Bruce and Steve entered. "What is this about?" Tony looked at Bruce and Steve as they entered. "Ah. Good. Now that we've assembled most of our little team... There's something you ought to know." He turned the screen around and smiled. "Seems we might have some cadets who'll need training down the line... Way down the line." Clint looked at Tony and shook his head. "What's your point Stark?" Tony smirked and brought up the file. "Nearly a year and a half ago, a set of twins was born to one Natalie Roman. A name ringing a bell to anyone here? no? Yes? Maybe..."

Steve looked at the screen, reading the file over. "Isn't that one of Agent Romanoff's cover names?" he asked, frowning slightly. "Who do you think the father is?" Bruce shook his head "Steve, your answer is more or less right in front of you."

Tony shook his head. "Yes Cap'n. It's close to one of her names. And think about who she's been partnered with for the past... two years more or less." He looked then at Clint and mused, "We all thought it would be you." Clint narrowed his gaze at Stark's comment and was still in shock that Nat had children. She was an assassin, but then again, who better to be a mother than someone who could kill anyone she needed to defend her children.

Steve frowned. "Loki? I don't understand...I know he changed sides and all...but why Loki?" he rubbed the back of his head, clearly confused. "It just doesn't make sense." Bruce shook his head saying, "It makes perfect sense...after everything." He glanced over at Clint and frowned, knowing it was hard for him.

Tony shrugged. "I dunno. What I want to know is why she didn't tell us? I mean... we work with her. Why not tell us?" Clint looked at Tony and answered coolly, "We know why she didn't trust you. You spill everything you find out."

Bruce wrung his hands, knowing that it wouldn't be wise to speak up. Steve nodded, agreeing with Clint. "I am sure she had her reasons, and I am hoping that you won't tell anyone else, Stark."

Tony looked the archer in the eyes. "Come on Robin hood. Do you think she'd ever even tell you?" He crossed his arms and leaned back against a table waiting for the reply. "It's not her job to tell me about her personal life. It's her job to get information from others and tell that," Clint answered calmly. "But you were her partner. Shouldn't she trust you enough to tell you everything?" Tony stated. "She's never been one to tell about herself. The less people know, the less they can use against her... against us all."

Bruce watched as Clint walked out of the room, leaving the three of them. "I ah...I should go..." and with that he too left the room. Clint's calm demeanor was gone as soon as he left the room, his expression a mix of pain and anger. He understood why Natasha hadn't told him about the twins, but it still hurt. He was angry that Stark couldn't keep his nose out of other's peoples business as well. With a soft sigh he ran his hand through his hair, in search of Natasha.

Natasha had taken over Loki's 'punishment' since she had nothing else to do. She was sorting through files getting rather annoyed at him herself. She couldn't help but mutter, "Next time... I'm not giving him an out. Nope. He'll be stuck here doing this himself."

Clint took a shaky breath once he found her, trying his best to mask his emotions. "Tasha...there is...something we should talk about."

Natasha looked up and blinked putting the file in her hands down. "Alright?" She was confused about this. She had no clue what she'd missed but there had to be something... and it was big.

Clint took a deep breath, taking a step into the room. "Is it true?" he asked quietly, looking anywhere but her "Did you and Loki...er..." there was a pause "Are you a mother now?"

Natasha did everything she could to not give a tell but she couldn't stop the widening of her eyes. She tried to formulate what to say. Who told? Who opened their mouth? Who... broke her trust? She thought she put it in the right people. She hung her head and sighed. "Yes. It's true." She looked back up at the archer and frowned.

"I.." Clint's hands curled into fists. "Congratulations." He was surprised that the word passed his lips with such ease "I just... wish you would have told me."

She saw his hands curl and blinked. "Thank you. And I wanted to... I just wasn't sure how you'd react." Her gaze shifted to his hands and then back up to his face.

"I honestly don't know how I'm reacting at the moment..." there was a pause "Though, fair warning...the other Avengers know about this."

Natasha's gaze narrowed. She knew who must have been the one to find out. She muttered in Russian, "The man doesn't know how to keep something to himself does he?!" She looked at Clint and smiled slightly. "I would invite you to come see them, but... they're sick right now. I'm sure they'd love you."

Clint felt a small tug at the corner of his lips "No...he really doesn't," there was a pause in his speech before he continued. "I am teaching them archery...you or Loki have no say in the matter."

Natasha blinked at the... command? Order? She didn't know what it was really. "But... they're..." She just looked at Clint and couldn't help but start chuckling quietly. "He may pitch a fit from the order. And what if they don't want to learn?"

Clint shrugged slightly "Then I won't force them..." he fell silent, thinking for a moment "I wonder if they have any god-like abilities."

She shrugged. "They're only toddlers. We don't know yet," She bit her lip and looked at Clint. "This won't make up for me not telling you about the twins... but there's something you should know dealing with them... and me. But you cannot get mad. Do you understand?"

Clint frowned slightly, eyebrows furrowing "I'm not sure if I like where this is going" he crossed his arms "But...you have my word that I won't get mad"

She took a deep breath and sighed. "A year and a half a go... two things happened. Two lives were brought into the world... and one left." She closed her eyes remembering her own death. The cold made her shiver remembering it. "I didn't make it through the delivery," She said quietly wrapping her arms across her torso.

He frowned softly, shaking his head saying, "I don't understand, Nat." How could he be talking to her if she didn't make it? "I died that day. But before I could be lost forever I guess... Loki and Thor's father, Odin, saved me," She explained looking at the ground. She looked up at Clint and continued, "I'm immortal now." Clint opened his mouth, unable to find words "But...I...wait..." he shook his head "Wow..."
"How do you think I felt?" She asked with a small smile. "I was the one who died. And… you don't know what that was like." The smile faded from her lips and she shuddered, remembering what she went through before Odin plucked her from Purgatory. Clint held her close, seeing her facial expression.

"But you're here now. And that's all that matters," He said quietly. "But I'd like to meet them."

"Soon," Natasha said, holding her partner. "Soon." Everything was right in her world now. Clint wasn't mad, he was actually happy about her and children. This was going to be fine.