A/N: Hey everyone! I hope you all had an AWESOME Christmas! I'm sorry that I haven't updated in a while! I've been so busy with Christmas shopping and then the public holidays! I got heaps of prezzies! Hope you all did, too! This is the last chapter! The sequel will be up sometime after New Year's Day!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Avengers or the restaurant in this chapter!

Chapter 14: Confessions

Baylee stepped out of the limo in a strapless, lime green dress with a black and silver diamond pattern on the top half, the rest of the dress a soft satin that flowed to the middle of her thighs. Her hair, which was currently dyed a light brown, was pinned to one side with sparkly flower hairpins and it was braided around the front. She wore black velvet flats with little silver flowers, and her eyelids were painted with a glittery white eyeshadow and dark mascara and eyeliner. She looked absolutely stunning as she stood outside the limo, a constant flashing in her eyes from the crowd of paparazzi.

Natasha's six-inch, sparkly crimson heels made no sound as she got out of the limo, making the paparazzi's yells become even louder. The redheaded woman wore a strapless, clingy, black satin dress with a sparkly pattern of diamonds down her left side. Her nail polish was quite ironic, with red and black hourglasses carefully painted on each nail. She had the darkest makeup out of the three of them, making her green eyes even more piercing than usual.

Pepper was the last to step out, sporting a strapless white dress with black slashes across the middle. The silky fabric clung tightly to her curves, and her blue eyes shone bright, accented by her subtle black makeup. Her hair was hanging loosely in soft curls around her face, having been removed from it's usual ponytail. On her feet, she wore plain black, suede flats instead of her normal heels, which immediately sounded a second round of bells in both Baylee and Natasha's heads. The first round of bells had gone off when Pepper insisted that the three of them go out for a girls night to the most expensive restaurant in New York City.

The paparazzi eagerly followed the three girls through the doors of Time Warner Center, pestering them about absolutely everything.

"Where was the Avengers' latest mission?"

"Are there any new team members?"

"Has Tony Stark built any more gadgets that Stark Industries will sell in the future?"

"Are you dating Tony Stark, Miss Potts?"

"Are you two girls in any relationships at the moment?"

"What are your real names?"

Natasha, Pepper and Baylee all looked at each other, almost successfully ignoring the persistent pests the entire way to the restaurant. Once they reached the fourth floor, however, Pepper decided that she'd had enough.

"Okay, just back off, people! Can't we have any privacy? I came out to dinner with my friends to have a good time, so leave us alone!" the strawberry-blonde woman burst, losing her calm facade slightly, but not completely shouting. The outburst was still enough to make the two spies silently wonder if Pepper was okay.

Natasha reached out and put her hand on Pepper's shoulder, leading her away from the paparazzi, who were being held back by the security guards that had appeared moments ago.

Pepper quickly calmed down as they were led to their table in the magnificent restaurant. Baylee looked around in awe at how beautiful everything was; she had never actually been to a gold class restaurant before.

Once they were seated, Natasha spoke up.

"Am I the only one wondering what that was back there?" she asked casually, looking between her two closest friends.

Baylee looked at Pepper. "Is everything okay? You seem a bit... out of it."

"I'm just a bit nervous, I guess," Pepper admitted quietly, not meeting either of their gazes.

Baylee and Natasha shared a look, silent agreeing that they wouldn't push her. They would wait patiently for Pepper to initiate that particular conversation when she was ready.

And patiently, they waited. All through dinner, the three of them passed general conversations around, about random things like how crazy and childish the guys were and how Reilly was going.

When the desserts were brought out, Pepper suggested that they play a game.

"So, the rules are that everyone has to tell two truths and one lie, and they have to be about yourself." Natasha and Baylee nodded. "Who wants to go first?"

"I will," Baylee decided, and the two women turned to face her as she thought about what she was going to say.

"Okay, so one... I had no friends at school. Two... I know that I'm half Spanish and half Macedonian. And three... I'm pretty sure that I'm in love with Jackson," Baylee told them evenly, managing to keep a straight face.

Natasha and Pepper shared a look. "Well, we all know that the last one is true." Baylee blushed. "But we don't know about the other two. I'm going to say that the first one is a lie," the assassin said.

"Me, too," Pepper agreed.

Baylee nodded. "You're both right. And don't bother asking me how I found out about my lineage because I don't remember."

"Well, I'll go next," Natasha said after a moment of silence. "One... I've tried to kill myself before. Two... I've nearly shot Clint many times. And three... I was nineteen when Clint found me."

"Gosh, that's a tough one. How old are you now, if you don't mind me asking?" Baylee asked curiously.

Natasha smirked. "I was eight when you were born."

"So twenty-two then," the young girl automatically answered, smirking back.

"What's your natural hair colour?" Natasha asked unexpectedly. Baylee furrowed her brow in confusion. "Oh come on! It's only fair. You ask a question and I get to ask one in return."

"Dark brown," Baylee answered after nodding her head in agreement. "Now back to you. I think that the last one is a lie, because it's inevitable that you have shot at Clint many times." Natasha grinned.

"I think that the third one is a lie as well, because you and Clint have a relationship that would've taken longer than three years to build. Plus, you've been married for three years," Pepper pointed out, waving her hand.

Natasha's answer was a nod of her head before she turned to Tony Stark's PA.

"What about you, Pepper?"

The tallest woman took a deep breath before speaking, and the two spies knew that they were about to find out what they'd both been waiting for all night. "Okay. One... I don't really think that Tony is a pain in the ass to work for. Two... Tony gave me the nickname 'Pepper' only seconds after giving me the job of being his PA. And three..."

Pepper looked between the two girls that she was closest to.

"I'm pregnant."

Yay! I finally finished my first fanfic! And Pepper's pregnant! The first chapter of the sequel will be about how team reacts to the news! How do you think Tony will react?

Also, whoever guesses which restaurant the girls went to will get a preview of the sequel before I post it!

I'd just like to say a big thank you to all of my fabulous reviewers! I love you all! You guys encouraged me to write more! And also, an enormous thank you to my unofficial beta, Araela! You have been such a big help with this story! Thank you!

I hope you all liked this story! Have a Happy New Year, and I hope I see you all reading again next year!

~ Revenger Tigger