Chapter 3
When the group arrives back to SHIELD their greeted by Phil Coulson. “The Avengers are needed.” Phil tells them as they approach. The Avengers groan. “Central Park.” Phil tells them. The group walks past Coulson to suit up except for Clint who is holding onto Jim’s hand. Phil turns to Clint. “We need to finish that discussion that we were having before I left.” Clint tells him. “Jim this is Phil Coulson, my handler, Phil this is Jim Street, my husband.” Clint adds. Jim and Phil shake hands. “Okay, what have you two decided?” Phil asked them as they walk to Phil’s office. “Well, Jim made a suggestion.” Clint says as they arrive at Phil’s office and sit down in the chairs. Phil nods, “And that is?” “That Clint stays in the field until he starts showing.” Jim tells Phil. Phil thinks for a moment, “That’s a good idea and SHIELD can work with that.” Both Jim and Clint smile, stand up and walk to the door. “You don’t have to go to Central Park.” Phil calls.
Jim and Clint meet the Avengers on their way out. “You not coming Legoles?” Tony asked. “Nope, we’re going to head to the Tower and move Jim into my room.” Clint responds. “We’ll miss you out in the field.” Steve says. They all head to their designated areas. Clint drags Jim down to the hanger to grab a quinjet. “Ready?” Clint asks Jim. “Yeah. Wait, you’re a pilot?” Jim responds. Clint nods with a smirk.
6 Months Later
The team got to know Jim very fast by the end of the first week. They all approved. Clint was benched just a few days ago, which Clint isn’t too happy about. “I want to go on the mission.” Clint whined for the tenth time. Jim sighs, “Baby we talked about this. I already said you could continue after you started showing but now you really can’t.” Clint pouts, “”Fine.” Jim kisses his forehead and murmurs, “I’m sorry.” “No Jimmy, I’m sorry. You’ve been so tolerant of my whining.” Jim sits down next to Clint and wraps his arms around him. “I understand. You don’t like feeling useless.” Clint nods and rests his head against Jim’s chest. After a few minutes of playing with Jim’s fingers, Clint asks, “At the our next doctor’s appointment, do you want to find out the sex of the baby?” “Only if you want to.” Jim replies. “I kind of want to.” Jim smiles, “Than we will.”
At the Doctor’s Office
“Well, Clint everything looks more than perfect.” The doctor tells the couple as she enters the room. “Clint why don’t you lay down so I can do a ultrasound.” “I hate this part.” Clint responds while he lays down. Clint tightens his grip on Jim’s hand when the cold gel makes contact with his stomach. “Everything looks normal.” The doctor tells them. “Would you two like to know the sex of the baby?” Jim and Clint both nod. “Looks like you guys are having two boys.” The doctor responds. “Wait, TWO boys? We’re having twins?” Jim asks. “Yes. The first baby was hiding the other. Would you like printouts?” the doctor asks. “Yes please.” Clint replies while sitting up and wiping the gel off of his stomach.
“What are we going to tell the others?” Clint asks as Jim and him climb into the car and head back to Avengers Tower. “The truth?” Jim suggests. Clint nods and relaxes back into the seat. “Twins Jimmy.” Clint says. Jim smiles, “I know. Two boys too.” “I wonder which personality they’ll get.” Jim groans after thinking about what Clint said, “Oh god.” Clint smirks and leans over to kiss Jim’s cheek. “When do you have to go in?” Clint asks. “I got the day off. They’re pretty good at giving expected parents the time off.” Jim replies. “Are they nice?” Jim nods, “Yeah, everyone there is nice. I do miss LA but I’m more happy to be here with you.” Clint smiles.
Natasha is the first person the couple find when they arrive back at the tower. “Twins?” Natasha asks after looking at the pictures. “Yup, two boys.” Clint responds. “I can’t wait to see which one of you these two take after.” Natasha says with a smirk. Clint laughs while Jim shakes his head.
“I swear their freaking going to become boxers when they grow up.” Clint complains to Jim as he rubs his stomach. “I’m sorry baby.” Jim says as he puts the plate down and opens his arms for Clint. Clint scrambles into Jim’s arms as fast as his stomach would allow and wraps his arms around Jim’s neck. Jim kisses his forehead. “I don’t think I can survive 3 more months of this.” Clint says softly. Jim rubs his back, “I know baby but it’ll be fine.” Clint sighs and rests his head against Jim’s chest. Jim readjusts Clint so he could start rubbing his stomach to make him feel better.