Chapter 12-Parent's talk
By: MysticFantasy
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Natasha smiled as she placed her son in his crib, tucked his blanket around him and kissed his forehead lovingly. She turned on his table top nightlight and baby monitor before quietly leaving the nursary and making her way to the living room of the large suite.
She quickly found her husband finishing a piece of apple pie on the sofa.
"Shouldn't eat so many sweets this late." she lightly teased.
"Can't help it." Steve said grabbing her hand and pulling her onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her waist. "I'm addicted to sweet things."
Natasha chuckled and gave Steve a quick kiss, tasting the apple pie on his lips.
"Steve," she said taking a serious tone. "We have to talk about something."
"What is it?"
"Tony has actually brought this to my attention a few times already but I wanted to talk to you about it."
"What?"
"Steve, when James is older, what if he somehow has the same abilities we have?" Natasha asked. "Both of us have super soldier serum locked in our genetics. What if he somehow has it in his and he's able to do things like us? What if he wants to do the things we do?"
Steve gained a look of understanding.
"I understand and, actually, I've thought about that too." he said. "If he gains abilities like us, there's really nothing we can do about it except make sure that he knows how to use them properly. But we can talk to him if he wants to do the same thing we do. We can try to keep it quiet for as long as we can but he'll eventually find out. I think it would be better to let him know as soon as he starts asking questions. It'll just make it complicated when he's older and notices what we do and starts wondering if he can do the same."
"That's what worries me." Natasha said. "Just the thought of our only son, our only child, running around out there facing the danger we face, it scares me."
"Me too." Steve agreed pulling her closer to his body. "But really, we're doing that to him already. We're his only parent's, his only blood family, and we're running around out there facing all the threats that pop up. One wrong move and he could lose one or both of us."
"Steve, I think I'm going to quit the team." Natasha said. "I love my job but I love our baby even more."
"I know." Steve said. "I don't think Fury will like it but he'll understand and I might do the same. Right now, James is our number one priority. We can't let him grow up during this time without his parent's. I remember my father dying at a young age and then loosing my mother not long after. Not having my parent's killed me. I don't want James to go through the same thing. Maybe when he's older and understands we can return to the field. But right now, we should talk to Fury about taking some kind of temporary retirment."
"That makes us sound old." Natasha weakly joked.
"Hey, don't forget how old I really am." Steve replied with a small smirk. "James really can call me 'old man'."
"Guess it's a good thing that women lie about their age." Natasha said.
"Guess you're lucky that I'm the only one who knows how old you, roughly, are." Steve added.
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Two days later, Steve and Natasha were signing forms that were allowing them to take temporary retirment until they felt James was at the right age to understand his parent's line of work.
Like Steve had guessed, Fury hadn't liked the thought of loosing two of the six Avengers but he did understand their concerns and had managed to make a deal with the two.
Should there ever be a situation serious enough, Fury would contact the soldier and spy and inform them that their help was needed. Steve and Natasha agreed to those terms as long as someone trustworthy, Coulson, would watch James while they were gone.
Right now Steve and Natasha were returning to the tower with happy smiles on their faces. They'd finally be able to see their son every day without having to worry about being called for a mission or worrying if they would return to him at all.
Now they would be around to see everything and be there for James. It was all they could ask for.