A/N: Hi all! Haven't updated for a few days; been quite busy. Sorry for the delay, but here is the 11th chapter! If you haven't read my other stories, please do! They are 'Taisha and Natty' and 'Heaven Spelt Backwards'!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Avengers :(

Chapter 11: Their Secret To Tell!

About halfway through the flight to the Avengers Mansion, Tony noticed that Natasha was holding a wrapped up baby, an immediately questioned her about it.

"May I ask where on Earth you got a baby, Miss Ginger Ninja?" he aced suspiciously, as if Natasha had stolen the poor child. But then again, you never knew with either of the assassins. Steve, Bruce and Thor also looked up curiously.

Natasha shot Tony a cold, hard glare when he used the nickname that she despised. "How do you know she's not mine, Stark?" she shot back, shocking him slightly.

"Oh my gosh, it is! That baby is definitely your's! Totally!" Tony babbled sarcastically, before turning serious. "No really, Natasha. Where did you get that baby from?"

Instead of Natasha answering, Clint, who was seated next to her as usual, pointed to his younger cousin. Jackson looked warily at Tony, who's eyes widened.

"Okay, who's baby is it, guys?" Tony asked, starting to get impatient.

Jackson sighed. "I found her about three days ago. Someone killed her parents while I was sneaking in to find food. There was no other family to look after her, so I decided to take her." Baylee had already heard the story, but was still sad for the ignorant child.

Tony didn't have anything to say about that, but he, along with the other guys, wore an upset expression. No one should have to go through losing their parents, but to barely know them is both better and much worse.

The remainder of the trip back to the Avengers Mansion was completely silent. Clint and Natasha had their usual conversations with their eyes, and Baylee and Jackson kept glancing at each other every so often, but the rest of the passengers were staring off into space an dividing eye contact.

When they finally touched down and the group, minus Hill and Falcon, started filing out of the quinjet, Jackson hesitated. Baylee, Natasha and Clint all stopped but let everyone else go in ahead.

When the four of them were the only ones outside, Clint spoke up as the quinjet took off to transport the two other SHIELD agents back to base.

"What to you want to do, Jackson?" he asked the blonde teenager, who secretly glanced at Baylee as his answer.

Clint nodded, noticing the action. "Okay, well I'm pretty sure that Natasha won't let you have Reilly back for a while anyway, and this place is full of spare rooms. You can take your pick," Clint grinned, slightly excited that his cousin would be staying for at least a while.

"Okay, cool." Jackson nodded. The four of them made their way over to the door, stopping for a second when Jackson added, "Also, is there any room for newcomers on that badass team of yours?"

Natasha turned to look art him with a smirk on her face, subconsciously rocking Reilly. "What's the magic word, little Jackie?" Baylee snorted at the nickname.

Jackson huffed like a disobedient child, making Natasha raise her eyebrows questioningly. "Fine. Please, Barton?" he grinned, using her actual surname.

"Hey! I never said that I changed my name, now did I!" Natasha whisper-yelled, grinning though.

"Did you?" Baylee asked curiously. Even though she knew that the two master assassins were married, she didn't know much else about it.

"Well, yes. But not even Fury knows that. There's no record of it. We got married using different names that SHIELD couldn't link us to in any way," Natasha explained as she led the way into the large mansion, ending the conversation.

"You didn't answer my question, Tashie," Jackson smirked at the ginger-haired woman as they walked into the living room, where the others were now sitting and had looked up at the four of them when they entered.

No one had time to react when Natasha suddenly whipped around to face her husband's ass of a cousin with her empty hand raised.

There was an audible "Smack!" when her hand collided with his face, leaving a bright red mark across his cheek. Everyone burst out laughing, and even Steve and Bruce were trying to control themselves.

"Hey! Watch it! Or I might just spill a secret or two!" Jackson shouted in annoyance. Both Natasha and Clint looked like they were about to slap him now. His exclamation had caught the attention of the other Avengers, who were now listening intently from various places around the room.

"Jackson, that is not your secret to tell," Baylee half-whispered in French, staring at the teenage boy that she felt a connection with. She internally crossed her fingers that he knew the language.

Jackson stared back at the brunette for a minuet before nodding. "Alright, Bay-loca." The nickname made her giggle and feel warm and fuzzy inside.

Natasha changed the subject. "Tony, you need to buy baby supplies asap, or I'll use your credit card and buy them myself," she threatened, knowing that Tony had more than one phobia.

"Okay, I'll be right on it, then," the billionaire announced as he scampered off to place an order for supplies to be delivered later today, remembering that it was two in the morning.

Natasha smirked as she walked over to sit down in one of the large, comfy armchairs that Baylee had grown to love. She laid the bundled child in her lap and asked JARVIS to turn Mr. and Mrs. Smith on. Both Natasha and Clint secretly watched it nearly every week, curling up on the couch together on their own floor of the mansion after a mission, with only Baylee and occasionally Pepper walking in. Sometimes Baylee would watch with them, when they invited her to.

A nudge on Baylee's left shoulder shook her from her thoughts and she turned to Jackson.

"Would you like to show me around?" he asked her. Baylee nodded and smiled as she gently took his hand and pulled him over to the elevator, opening the doors and starting at the bottom floor. During the ride in the elevator, neither one let go of the other's hand, enjoying the calmness and comfort it gave them.

Once they stopped on the first level, Baylee pulled the blonde out onto the floor and began reciting the speech that Pepper had once given her.

"And on the top floor is the kitchen, dining room, cinema room, lounge room, the main gym and computer room, if I'm correct, Tony?" Baylee asked sarcastically at the end of the tour, looking towards the genius as if asking for his confirmation. Jackson chuckled, then Baylee turned to him.

"So, which room do you want?" Baylee was pretty sure that Tony had teleported to the spot next to her because he'd run so fast.

"Why are we all of a sudden giving away spare rooms to strangers now, Miss Baylee Quinn Garcia?" Tony asked cockily, earning a glare from the petite teenager.

"He's not a stranger, Mr. Anthony Edward Stark. He's Clint's brother, and both he and Natasha said he could stay."

"I think you want him to stay, too, hey?" he smirked, turning the conversation around completely. Baylee struggled to keep her composure. Tony pointed to her, then Jackson. "And he doesn't exactly want to leave anytime soon, either. Hmm, I wonder if, maybe- Ow ow, ow, ow!" Baylee grabbed Tony by the ear and dragged him out of the room to the elevator.

Oooh, I don't think that Baylee's too happy with Tony right now! Just for the fun of it, here's a sneak peek of the next chapter!

"Tony was spying on the four of us before we came inside!" Baylee yelled in Russian so Thor, Steve and Bruce wouldn't find out anymore that wasn't supposed to be found out yet. Tony, on the other hand, would be a more difficult person to evade.

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