Chapter 4 ~ Nat's POV:

I am dressed in a floor length plum colored lace gown and my hair is short blonde for this mission to seduce then let Clint shoot the man who has been doing drug deals here in Paris. I eye our mark from a distance and take a flute of Champaign as it passes by. I turn looking out the large window into twilight in front of the Eiffel Tower and sigh seeing how beautiful it is.

"A penny for your thoughts, Widow?" Clint's soft voice invades my ear through our comm link and I can practically feel him watching me from the second floor balcony.

"Just keep your eyes on the target, Hawkeye." I say to him and turn glancing up at him.

"He seems to be enjoying you at the moment, watching you intently." He says with a bit of frustration in his tone and looks at me. "I can shoot him with a gun here no problem."

"No, Hawk. Too much of a scene and you're just upset that I turned you down again." I mutter and notice the target coming in my direction.

"Watch him, he's got a pistol on his right coat pocket." He says quickly and I see him walk off with a woman I know as the target's wife.

I flirt, talk, laugh and practically throw myself at the man and feel absolutely ridiculous as always. After about an hour, I excuse myself to talk with Clint about a plan on how to finish the job quicker. A few minutes later I am coming back to the man but he is stand there with his wife draped over his arm and Clint talking with him.

"Ah, there she is. Hi, beautiful." Clint grins at me and opens his arms like we haven't seen each other all while giving me a look to play along.

"Hi." I smile widely go to his outstretched arms hugging his neck and he kisses my cheek. I lean in close and whisper gripping his shoulder. "What are you doing?"

"I told his wife I am here with someone and she wanted me to meet him." He rushes and holds me to him.

I sigh quietly and shake it off as the other couple asks how long we've been together. Clint answers two years and grins holding my waist gently as I lean into him. I slowly begin to relax knowing I trust his plans and know we will get the job done peacefully as always. I laugh at something he says and we look at each other genuinely feeling happy together.

I suck in a breath as one of the target's body guards bumps into me and Clint pulls me against his chest protectively. I sigh in relief as Clint calms himself before grabbing the guy and I bite my lip at how I'm suddenly feeling safe in my partner's arms. I shake myself mentally but the feeling remains and I suddenly realize how much I love Clint.

The way he laughs, the way he touches me like a best friend, the way he always watches my back, the y his arms are around me right now. I smile now knowing I am in love with my partner and best friend, Clint Barton.

I jerk awake feeling two small bodies at my feet and sit up with a smile. I see my two babies crawling up my legs and Clint standing at the foot of the bed with a grin.

"They wanted their mommy." He smiles and goes to lie on his side of the bed.

"They did?" I grin and pull them up into my arms as the giggle cutely. "Good morning, my babies."

"Mama!" Lucas squeals and cuddles into my chest.

"Hi, my little hawk." I smile kissing his sandy hair and hug him close. I gave him the nickname because he looks so much like his father with his hair color, smile, and laugh with exception of my green eyes.

"Mama!" Aliyah says patting my cheek to get my attention and bounces on my leg.

"Hi, princess." I pull her close with one arm and kiss her red curls. Clint gave her the nickname shortly after being born and it stuck. She looks just like me and even acts like me but has her daddy's blue eyes. I smile as she crawls up against Clint's chest happily and babbling excitedly.

I smile happily and watch our 13 month babies cuddle in between us. Both of them are our world now and we would be lost without them in our lives to keep us active. Clint likes to call them our full time mission since they tend to be very mischievous like us and are always getting into stuff.

I sit up and take Lucas up into my arms as I get up. "Let's get some breakfast."

Clint follows carrying Aliyah and we all go downstairs to the kitchen. We put them in their rightful highchairs and split up getting their meal.

I grab some fruit from the refrigerator and Clint steps behind me grabbing the milk before kissing my head. I smile and turn to kiss him softly leaning into him.

"Hi, beautiful." He whispers as our noses touch gently and his free hand strokes my cheek.

I grin and close my eyes for moment breathing in his unique smell I can't get enough of. "Hi, my hawk."

We both grin and pull back laughing as both of our babies squeal trying to get our attention. I cut up the fruit in pieces and get them each a handful of Cheerios as Clint gives them their sippy cups with milk.

I start the coffee and grab two mugs as Clint leans on the counter watch the babies. Lucas and Aliyah eat their food messily and then start throwing it at each other. Clint laughs quietly and I turn seeing them before starting to laugh.

"Definitely our kids, huh?" Clint chuckles and pulls me into his arms.

"Yes, true kids of assassins." I nod leaning my backside against him and laugh loudly as Aliyah slaps at Lucas earning banana mush in her hair.

Sorry it is a little bit shorter but it's cute! Review!