You will be wondering how I did it, how I got away,but really I just walked away. See everyone thinks that S.H.I.E.L.D has very high-tech security and it does, if you're going in. If your going out it doesn't really care.

"Hey Mary!" I said. Mary is my handler,but she is super annoying.

"Where are you going?" she yells

"Oh, just into town to get some chocolate." I yell back. Chocolate is one thing I cannot live without.

"Well….come back in 30 minutes tops." She says. Mary is annoying and not very smart. Seeing as I don't have any money or a car and she believes that I'm going to get chocolate. See what I mean about S.H.I.E.L.D, it employs annoying and idiotic people.

As I causally jog to the gate to get into the civilian world. The gate guard is simply dozing off, but seeing how it is six in the morning, you can't blame him.

"Card?" He asks in a lazy voice.

"Here." I say in case he is too tired to focus.

He paws it off my hand,and the guard runs in through the scanner. Nothing shows up beside the word CLEAR. See S.H.I.E.L.D guards are usually level 2 and so they can't see anybody's name, at least anybody above a level 3.

I take the card from him with a quick nod off the head. I shove it in my pocket and get a taxi. A yellow taxi with the number 334564 on it pulls over. The driver stays in the car and I open the door, jump in, and slam it shut. "Where to?" the driver says in a deep voice.

"JFK Airport." I reply back in a quick tone.

The driver looks back in his mirror, puzzled at why I don't have bags. Slowly he pulls away from S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters and drives through the busy streets of Washington D.C.

As he pulls up to the sidewalk next to JFK, he tells me "Hey, that'll be $45.68."

I pull out my S.H.I.E.L.D badge and he nods. He pulls it out of my hand and runs it through his credit-card scanner. S.H.I.E.L.D. agents don't need to show their credit-card or even pay if they are on official business. I use that to my advantage all the time. I rip my badge out of his hand in a hurry. I pull up my hood as I walk into JFK because of cameras. Okay, now was the next step, time to get on to a plane undetected by S.H.I.E.l.D. or airport security. I grinned almost in an evil expression. "This will be fun!" I thought.

"Sidestep left, go under the bags, duck right." These were the thoughts that ran through my head as I escaped airport security. TSA had found me walking around at Starbucks, next to flight 861. The flight I was going to take to get to Moscow. TSA said they had gotten tip from someone about me not really being a passenger. Of course the tip was from S.H.I.E.L.D, I had been gone for two hours. So now I was carefully pushing passengers and sidestepping the little trolleys. I spun into a Starbucks store grabbing a hat and an apron as I did. A small boy saw me as I did this, so I just put a finger up to my mouth as I did a small , especially little ones, loved to believe they were part of a spy plot. Especially if they were bored. Security guards rushed past and as they did I put my face down and asked the next person in line their order. "2 mocha chocolate frappe, venti please" A old lady asked in a voice that implied I was below her.

"Coming right up!" I answered in a voice coated with sugar.

She would never get one because as soon as I saw the guards split up and didn't go toward the gate that I needed, I threw off my apron and hat. I walked over the person who was checking in people. I asked her I a powerful voice "I need to go in"

"Ticket, please" she asked in a very bored voice

I flashed my S.H.I.E.L.D. badge and she immediately perked up. She opened the door and gestured with her arm.

I quickly ran though the door and soon after I was through she close the door.

I settled down into my comfy seat and sat through the most boring movie ever! After what seemed like an eternity I was finally off the plane.

I slowly went through customs with each security guard almost feeling me up. Eventually I got out of there and I walked into the streets of Moscow. I walked up to a officer and showed him only one thing. My S.H.I.E.L.D badge. He took it immediately and called almost every officer or military anything within a five-mile radius. He said "Щ.И.Т. Агент! Она здесь!" S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent! She's here!

He roughly grabbed by arms trying to keep me . As if if I would leave, I had walked up to him!

I twisted out of his arms and stood next to him. All at once, I was surrounded by tanks and guns.

A man walked into the middle of the huge circle where the officer and I were standing.

"What do you want?" He asked.

Flashback to November 27, 1997

Natasha's POV

As she screamed in pain every nurse flinched. All the nurses knew her, she was the Black Widow. If she was screaming in pain, it must have hurt a lot! It had been a difficult pregnancy because of the Red Room trying to sterilize her. Clint held her softly, speaking soothing words, but nothing was working on Natasha to sooth her. They tried putting as many drugs into her as they could, but her body was made to take them, so the drugs didn't do much. Suddenly a fierce cry hit the air. A nurse leaned down and exclaimed "It's a beautiful baby girl!"
Natasha was relieved, they had made it this far, what really could wrong? Natasha had tears streaming down her face in happiness and Clint smiled so big you thought it would tear off his face. The nurse softly took the baby from the doctor who delivered it. She floated to the next room, but no sound was coming from the baby anymore. Everyone in the room waited on tense breaths for the baby to cry again. Natasha and Clint tried to look past the doctors, nurses, and medical machines for their baby.
The nurse slowly walked in with blood on her hands. Their baby's blood. The nurse started to say " I am so sorry for your loss, there-" but she was drowned out by the sobbing of the couple.

All of the doctors and nurses walked out of the room leaving Natasha and Clint wrapped in each others arms, surrounded not by their baby, but by the cold beeping of machines.
A few minutes later a doctor came and slowly sat down at the edge of the bed. The doctor asked them if they would like to see the body of the baby girl. Both of them looked and each and shaked their head. They had both seen so many dead bodies in their time, but neither could stand to see the body of one of the few who mattered to them.

Hey! Thanks for reading. Just wanted to let you know this won't follow Fury "dying" version and Coulson being Director, Nick Fury will be Director and Coulson will be a handler of Natasha and Clint. What do you think of this new chapter? Any ideas for a superhero name for this girl? I would like it to slightly involve Natasha's and Clint's name (Black Widow and Hawkeye). Any ideas will be considered. Thank you very much and please comment, but no flames.