Chapter 13

By: MysticFantasy

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"I'm back. I got everyth..." Clint stopped midsentence when he noticed his partner quickly hide something under the blanket that was covering her lap. "What was that?"

"Nothing." Natasha answered.

A sly smirk crept onto Clint's face.

"You're hiding something, Nat." he said in a knowing tone.

"It's a loaded pistol aimed right between your eyes."

"I'm actually going to be dumb enough to call a bluff on that." Clint said. "Come on, Nat. I won't tell anyone."

The spy lightly sighed and brought out what she had hidden.

Clint's eyes went wide with surprise when he saw two knitting needles connected by yellow yarn that was being formed into what looked like a baby beanie.

"I didn't know you could knit." he exclaimed.

"I learned on one of my undercover missions. Elderly lady taught me how to do it and I guess it stuck." Natasha replied as she picked up where she left off on the small hat.

"Is that why you sent me all the way to the store?" Clint asked as he walked over to the bed she was sitting in with a brown bag in his hands.

"Half the reason." she answered. "I really was craving pickles and chips. But they can wait until I'm done with this."

Clint smiled and watched her hands work to make the beanie. After spending so many years being partners with the Black Widow, Clint believed he knew Natasha the most out of anyone but he figured that there were still some things about her he wasn't even close to guessing.

"So, only about a month to go. Think you're ready?" he asked sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Well, I know that Steve is ready."

"I've seen how excited he is." Clint said with a smile as he remembered how happy the captian had been the past few days. He'd even been taking Tony's teasing without annoyance and even going along with them a few times.

Something Tony wasn't happy about. He didn't consider his teasing successful unless he got Steve aggrivated somehow.

The archer had no doubt that Steve was ready to be a father to the little boy or girl that was still growing inside Natasha's stomach.

Once he'd even caught that soldier standing in the newly furnished nursary just looking at the baby items with a fond look on his face.

It made Clint wonder just how long Steve had wanted a child of his own.

"I kinda picture Steve being the over protective but very perfect father figure." Clint said. "I can just picture the kid taking after him."

"I can see that too." Natasha agreed as she started a new row. "I hope it happens too. I don't want the baby to take after me."

"They're sure to have at least one thing from you, Nat." Clint said.

"I hope it's hair or eye color."

The two remained silent for a few moments with the only sound being the clicking of the knitting needles.

"You excited?" Clint asked after a few quiet moments.

"I am but I'm just as nervous and scared." Natasha answered as she stopped knitting and lowered the needles.

Clint raised an eyebrow at her. For Natasha Romanoff to admit that she was scared and nervous...that normally wasn't a good thing. Not in Clint's book anyway.

He'd seen her take down guy three times as big as her and not blink. The thought of becoming a mother must be working over time for her to admit her emotions like that.

The archer figured that she might actually be worse were it not for the fact that Steve was being super supportive and attentive.

Clint had seen Steve running around at different hours getting anything and everything that Natasha asked for. He was so sure that even the super soldier himself would collapse from exhaustion from getting everything the red haired woman needed or craved.

But he figured that Steve was too excited about becoming a father to care about his own weariness.

Steve would be the father that every little boy or girl wished to have.

And this little one is going to be that one lucky kid. Clint thought to himself as Natasha continued her knitting. Still, I wonder how SHIELD is doing tracking the person that did this in the first place. Surely they found a lead by now. It's only one month until the due date. Surely they at least have a name.

Clint came out of his thoughts when he heard Natasha lightly groan and saw her lightly rubbing her stomach.

"Hey, you alright?" he asked with a concerned tone.

"Yeah. Just a cramp." Natasha answered. "Happened earlier too. Guess the baby wants to be here as much as Steve does."

"Guess the kid is going to have Steve's dedication and will power." Clint said with a smile then frowned when Natasha lightly hissed in pain. "Nat?!"

"I'm fine." she said. "It's no..."

"Don't even start. I know something isn't right." Clint declared as he stood and grabbed his phone from his pocket. He quickly dialed Bruce's phone.

"Hello?"

"Bruce! Quick! You need to come see Natasha! Something's wrong with her!"

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A/N: Last chapter to get your votes and names in. Only counting straight answered votes. Not the 'if it's this or if it's that' kind of votes. Also, yes you can vote more than once. Thanks to everyone for reading and reviewing so much. You guys are awesome. ^^

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