Chapter 3 ~ Clint's POV:
"She's gone into labor, Clint." Phil says over my common line and I let my arrow fly into my target's chest.
"What?!" I hiss and stand from my position looking to see if anyone has seen me.
"Nat's fine but she needs you. I'm sending an extraction team now, should be there in an hour. I'll stay with her until you get here." Phil says quickly and I work my way down the twelve flights of stairs.
"Thanks, Coulson. I owe you one again." I say rushing down knocking an arrow just in case and turn to go down another flight.
"Imagine that, Barton." The handler chuckles and I hear Nat curse in Russian.
"Hey, wait. Let me talk to her." I hit the fifth floor quickly and hear the rustling over the comm link being switched over.
"Clint?" Nat says quickly and I can sense her relaxing.
"Hi, beautiful. Listen, I'm so sorry I'm not there right now but I will be there soon." I say knowing I should've turned down this mission with her being so close to the due date.
"You better be here, Hawk…I can't do this without you." She says tiredly and it breaks my heart.
"Yes you can, Nat. If I'm not there, which I hope I will be on time…you can do this for our babies." I tell her and stop seeing two security guys at the bottom of the first floor stairs. I stand at the top of the second floor stairs. "Crap, I have to goons on ground level."
Nat curses in Russian and talks to Coulson as I grip my bow. "Fight, don't kill but don't you get hurt, Clinton Barton."
I chuckle slightly and throw my bow across my chest tightening my wrist guards. "Piece of cake, baby. I'll see you soon, alright?"
"You better and call me once you get on the jet." She says and groans as another contraction hits.
"I love you, Tasha." I whisper to her and take on the two men.
"I love you too, Hawk." I hear her say before one goon punches me in the jaw. I groan turning to kick him down and knock him out. The other faces me with a smirk and a gun in hand pointing it at my chest.
I quickly grab the gun I keep as a backup from my side pocket and aim it at his head. "You shoot, you die."
I shoot him quickly and he falls to the floor as I turn punching the fire alarm. I switch up the guns between the men and run out the back door into an alley way. I rush down through the alleys and try not to think of Nat going in labor without me.
I enter the cramped, dark safe house and shut the door pulling off my arm guards. I drop them in my bag on the bed and open my case to put my bow in. I take off my quiver of ten arrows and lay them beside my bow before striping off the rest of my weapons I have for emergencies. I pack them all away in their proper places in my bags.
"Gosh, Clint you're a neat freak!" Nat groans and lays across the plain bed we get in this ugly hotel room in Bulgaria.
"No, I just like to have everything in its place." I say putting away our weapons from the mission to destroy a drug deal.
Nat laughs the laugh only I get to hear and watches me finish up. I close up the case and put it at the end of the bed.
"Don't worry; I still have these two guns out." I tell her and hand her a hand gun she likes putting mine beside the lamp. I sit on the bed as she puts her gun under her pillow and lies beside me.
"I'm glad this was an easy mission." She murmurs as I lay down pulling her close to kiss her forehead.
"Me too…means we get time to relax." I grin and tuck a piece of her now blonde hair bind her ear. "I really like the blonde, baby."
"Oh you do?" Nat grins and pushes me on my back to kiss me softly. I wrap my arms around her small frame.
"Yes, it brings out your eyes more than dark brown you had." I run my hands along her back and gently kiss her lovingly. We lay cuddled up and kissing for the next hour before falling asleep with our lips just inches apart.
I hear the jet arrive within the hour and grab my bags to get on. I nod to the two agents piloting the jet and strap myself in for the short 45 minute ride back.
-XOXOXOXO-
I grab my bags and rush in to go to the hospital wing of the base. I stop seeing a few nurses and then a smile graces my face when I hear a string of curse words in Russian.
"That's my wife." I mutter jogging in the direction of her voice and quickly enter the room. "Nat, baby…I'm here!"
"Вот дерьмо!" Nat curses and then looks up at me as I take her hand from Phil's. "О, мой ястреб ... ты здесь." (Oh, my hawk…you're here!)
I smile seeing her eyes and lean down to kiss her sweaty head gently. "Да, я здесь красивые. Я обещал, что будет, и я не мог упустить это." (Yeah, I'm here beautiful. I promised I would be and I could not miss this.)
I lace our fingers and stay leaned down to her to lock eyes with her. "Tell me everything, beautiful."
"Well, I'm dilated to nine and about to start pushing but it hurts, Clint." She says looking at me and frowns hating pain in that region from being raped so many times in Russia.
"I know, my baby…It's okay, it' almost over and we'll be seeing our babies." I nod and cup her face gently kissing her softly. I feel her hands slide over mine and kiss back deeper. "We've got this…we can do this, Nat."
She nods and squeezes my hands tight as another contraction hits. I frown as she groans laying her head back and I lace our fingers. I turn slightly sitting in the chair Phil was in and look to see him gone now.
After another thirty minutes, the doctor comes in telling Nat it's time to push. I stay close to her side and she clinches my hand with most of her strength. I wince slightly and wipe the sweaty hair out of her face as she keeps pushing.
"О, мой бог! Ебать! Я-я не могу этого сделать, Клинт!" Nat yells and cries hurting since she hasn't been able to push our babies out.
"Yes, you can. You're the strongest woman I know, Natasha and you can do this!" I lean down looking her in the eyes and kiss her fingers right above her wedding ring. "For our babies…"
She nods and I hold her knee like I was told as she grips my arm hard. I grin as the doctor says one more push before hearing our baby boy's cries fill the room. Nat lays her head back with a sigh and smiles softly.
"Good, good…the girl should be coming in a minute. Agent Barton, you may cut the cord." The doctor says and I cut the umbilical cord grinning.
"'See I told you, Nat…look at our baby boy." I say turn to kiss Nat gently and she smiles. "One more time for our girl."
"Right, our baby girl." She grins and cups my cheek gently before looking at our boy.
I smile and after another long hour minutes, the nurses are handing us our babies wrapped in a blue and pink blanket. I grin holding our girl against my chest and watching her small face with little light red curls on the top of her head. I look at Nat who is holding our boy staring awe and stroking his chubby cheek. I smile sitting beside her and she kisses our girl's head as I kiss Nat's.
"What names did you pick?" Phil asks coming in with Maria Hill in tow and Director Fury.
"For our baby boy, Lucas Francis Barton." Nat grins and I look at her a bit shocked that she used my family name, Francis. I smile and kiss her softly.
"Thank you." I whisper to her and smile holding our girl. "And this little princess is Aliyah Katherine Barton."
Nat gasps looking up at me and smiles. "You picked a Russian name."
"Just for you, my love." I kiss her temple and we hold our babies close feeling like we both could take on the world for them.
Okay, sorry it took so long but school has kept me busy. What do you think of the names? Review? I'll give you a cookie!