"Can't you stop the labour? She's only at 30 weeks, the baby is too small to come out yet. Please, they need more time, they aren't strong enough right now," Steve begged.

"There is a great deal of pelvic bleeding, meaning the baby may be in great distress and need to be delivered anyway. Anything we do at this stage to try stop the labour, puts both mother and baby at risk," Dr Robertson replied.

The superhero husbands looked at each other, trying to figure out what to do.

Tony turned to the waiting doctor, "do whatever you need to. Save them both, please."

**********************************************************************************Present Day

Natasha Romanoff had been through things like this before. She was a trained assassin, after all, it came with the territory. She recognised the familiar feelings of some sort of anaesthetics beginning to leave her system. She knew that someone had managed to catch her off-guard. Fuck. She called upon her training to remain as motionless as possible as she tried to take in as much about her surroundings as she could with her eyes closed, as well as think back to the events before the darkness. Okay, tied to a wooden chair, bound at the ankles and the wrists.No access to any of my gear.Cold breeze fleeting across my shoulders, so no Tac suit anymore.At least I'm still wearing some clothes, that's a bonus I guess.Breathing.Heavy breathing.Someone else is being held with me, and they haven't woken up yet.What the hell was I doing before this impromptu party invite?Think, Nat, think!As she tried to trudge through the fuzzy memories of the events of the day, she remained completely still, her head still bowed over. She wasn't going to let anyone know that she was awake and responsive before she needed to. Right, let's see.Morning run, breakfast, then shower. Clint being an arse.Nothing out of the ordinary.Making lunch with Steve, talking about Charlie's birthday party in a couple of weeks.Steve saying he'll attempt at retrieving Tony from the workshop.Good luck with that Super Soldier.The alarm to Assemble.Who were we fighting this time?Oh, God, my head is pounding.What the hell did they give me?Focus, Natasha!

All of a sudden, there was a sound from behind her. Lots of locks being turned, then a heavy metal door being pushed open. She could detect two sets of footsteps entering her new accommodation. Heavy boots, most likely steel toe capped.Ouch.Gravel floor, underground maybe?

"How long do you reckon they will be out for? I want to play…" Said the man furthest from Natasha.

"Relax, we'll have plenty of time to play later. Once they wake up, we need to make sure they're camera ready," another male said from directly behind her.

Oh, I don't like where this is going.Ok, you can do this Natasha.Do whatever it takes to survive.The team will find you, and everything will be fine.Just be glad it's you and not Charl-.FUCK.Charlie.She came down just before the end of the battle.We were together before, the darkness.Why can't I remember what happened?! Please, God, let Charlie have managed to get away to safety.Something told Natasha she wasn't that lucky.

She suddenly felt her hair being fisted and her head being dragged backwards, lifting her face in to the light.

"So pretty. What to do to you first?" The original man spoke in her ear. "We're going to have to come up with something new and interesting for you, Red. You've been around the block a few times, and I want this to be memorable for you." Natasha could hear the sneer and disdain dripping from his voice. "As for your friend over there, something tells me that she is a little more innocent than you are. But I'm sure we will all have a lot of fun in educating her," he finished with a small kiss below Natasha's ear. It took everything in her not to recoil away, or to throw up.

"Sir, Director Fury has instructed me to inform you and the Captain that Master Thor has been recovered from the wreckage, and he is awaiting transport to the hellicarrier," Jarvis' voice sounded softly through Tony and Steve's compartment.

"Thanks, J. Do you know how he's doing?" Tony questioned.

"He has awoken, and appears to be stable," came the smooth reply.

"Has anyone told him what is happening? With, Charlie and Nat?" Steve asked.

"Not currently, Captain. Director Fury believed it would be better coming from yourself and Master Stark, but wished to wait until he was assessed by the medic team and given the all clear."

"Makes sense. Jarvis, tell Fury we're on our way up to the bridge. I want to go through everything we have from this morning. I want Charlie home, now."

"Certainly, Captain," came the cool response.

Tony rose from the bed and grabbed his StarkPhone and StarkPad from the desk. When he turned round, Steve was sat on the edge of the bed with his head in his hands, elbows resting on his knees. Tony sat next to him and wrapped an arm around the broad shoulders of his husband. "We'll find her. And Nat. And as soon as we do, we won't let her out of our sight, ever again." He punctuated his statement with a kiss to Steve's temple.

"I hate not knowing. Not knowing where they are, who has them, what they are doing to them. Why they took them," Steve sighed.

"I know babe. Trust me, I know. Come on, let's go see what Fury and Hill have, and then go from there. We have to start somewhere. We can't keep sitting here, we'll lose our minds with worry." At this, Tony stood and held out his hand to his husband. Steve looked in to the pools of caramel in his husbands' eyes. The same eyes as Charlie. He could see all the pain and anguish swirling in them, and knew that it was taking all of Tony's strength to not slip in to a catatonic state. Taking a deep breath, he grasped the genius' hand and stood from his seat on the bed.

When they walked back on the bridge, Clint and Bruce were sat at the conference table with Fury.

"Tell us everything," Tony demanded before they took their seats. He wasn't going to waste any more time in the search for his missing daughter and team mate.

"I'm afraid we don't have anything new since you left to get cleaned up. We have gone over every pixel of the footage, and nothing," Fury stated.

"So, we still don't know who this guy is, who he works for, where he is, or why he wanted Charlie and Nat?" the billionaire questioned. "Are you fucking kidding me?! We are the most advanced intelligence organisation, in the world, and you can't tell me who the fuck has my daughter? Really?" Tony's voice was getting louder as he spoke, prompting Steve to rest a hand on his shoulder and squeeze gently.

"Tony, calm down. You getting upset isn't going to help anyone. Least of all Charlie and Natasha."

"I can't calm down Steve. Charlie has been taken. Our baby, has been kidnapped. She is being held somewhere. Being tortured and ra-," Tony had to stop himself. He couldn't think too much about what Charlie was going through. He had been through it all before himself. He knew in great detail what they were more than likely doing to their baby girl, and had to try and compartmentalise his thoughts and feelings, otherwise he would be lost to his demons and then be less than useless in bringing the girls back safely. "You're right. I'm sorry." He placed his hand in top of Steve's and held on tight.

"At this point, it's pretty much a waiting game. We need to wait till they contact us and let us know what they want," Bruce stated.

"But that could take forever. Who knows how long they are going to try and drag this out for!" Clint burst out. "We need to get out there, and start looking them. I can't sit around here for god knows how long, waiting till those asses get bored and decide to include us in their sick little game. We need to get them home,"

"Barton, you need to calm down. We all need to just, take a breath, and calm down. The Captain is right, us getting upset isn't going to help anyone.," Fury ordered.

"Calm down? You expect me to be calm?" Clint exclaimed. "Someone has taken Natasha and Charlie, and we have not one clue on how to get them back. Natasha is my best friend. And Charlie-." He stopped at the look of looks of varying looks of confusion he was receiving from the men around the table. "I'm not going to sit around like a spare part, waiting for something to happen. Nat managed to get a message through to us when Ultron took her to Sokovia, there's nothing to say she isn't trying to do the same thing again now. Our only saving grace for Charlie is that Nat is with her. Nat will do anything in her power to keep her safe. To stop whatever group of savages that have them hurt Charlie too much. Nat has been through it all before. She was trained to deal with all sorts by the Red Room. She was taught how to use her body to get information, but also how to survive if a situation turns like this. Charlie doesn't have that training," Clint finished, leaning back in his chair dejectedly.

Steve turned his attention to his husband, utter panic written across his face. Looking in to his lovers' eyes, he could see that Tony's thoughts were running parallel to Clint's. Natasha knew how to handle this kind of situation. Charlie didn't, and that put her in even more danger. If she fought back too much, they may kill her, and if she manages to survive what they put her through physically, it would be a whole other story for her mentally and emotionally. Yes, Charlie was a fighter, she had mastered every aspect of her training. But this was something she was never trained for.

Suddenly, there was a commotion from one of the desks to the side of the conference table. Maria Hill ran up and on to the platform where the men were gathered. "Sir, we have an incoming communication."

"Audio, video? What are we dealing with? Get a trace on it too. I want to know where they are, now." The director ordered.

"Just audio, Sir. We are running the trace now."

All of a sudden, a young voice filtered through the sound system, full of fear and pain.

"Daddy, Papa? Help me…"

A/N - I'm back! Sorry for the sudden and extended hiatus, but I was in a pretty bad car accident a couple of months ago, and still getting over some stuff from that, alongside other personal issues. Really hope you guys like this new chapter. Again, I would love to hear all your thoughts and opinions. If anyone has any suggestions as to where they would like to see the story go, just leave a review and it might make it's way in there :)