Family
Natasha gave James a big hug and kiss before tucking him in bed.
"Goodnight, honey. I love you."
"I love you too, mommy," replied the little boy, a soft smile gracing his features.
Natasha winked at him and went to the door, closing it quietly. When she turned, she saw Steve standing a few feet outside of the door, a pensive expression on his face. She took his hand in hers and smoothed her thumb over his knuckles.
"What is it, Steve?"
The blonde looked down at Natasha, at their joined hands. He breathed deeply and met her eyes with his. "Nat...whenever I see you and James together, I can't explain how much joy I feel inside. I'm so grateful to God that he gave me the two of you."
There were tears in his eyes as he spoke. "No matter how far apart we are, I always want you to remember that you and James are my miracle...you're my home."
Natasha's own eyes were misty by the time Steve finished and she entwined her fingers with hers.
"Baby...I feel the same way." Then she pulled him down to her and gave him a gentle kiss. Steve and Natasha were two hearts, bound by love and the dear little boy who slept in bed was their most precious gift in the world.