An introduction
Nat was worried, and that wasn’t a feeling she was used to. The cause of her worry was you. She loved you and wanted to be a bigger part of your life, and she wanted you to be a bigger part of hers. Which was hard to do if she never went to your apartment. Unlike the rest of the Avengers you had chosen to live outside of the tower. Natasha was driving round New York when she decided she would bite the bullet, she turned up your street and parked outside your apartment block. She was just going to pop in to say hi, and maybe go out for dinner with you since it was your day off.
She was about to ring your buzzer when one of you neighbours stepped through the door. She slipped through and headed up to your apartment. She came face to face with your door, it was the furthest she had ever gotten to your apartment. She rang the bell on your door and waited.
You were sitting on the living room floor playing with your son when you herd the bell ring. You kissed him lightly on the head and told him to wait in there for you. You stood to the side of you front door, ready to use your powers and shouted “Who is it?”
“It’s just me” came Natasha’s reply. You recognised the voice instantly and opened the door.
“Nat, hi, oh god I wasn’t planning on doing this just yet” you said your eyes widening as panic set in. Natasha didn’t know about your son Oliver.
“Do what yet?” she asked looking at you with worry written across her face.
“Erm, oh God how do I put this.” You took a deep breath, “Nat I wasn’t planning on introducing you to my son just yet, I was going to wait till the holidays started and like go on a picnic and stuff…” you were cut off when you felt a pair of small arms wrap around your leg. You looked down and Oliver was looking up at you. You lifted him up but he was staring at Natasha in amazement.
“You work with my mummy” he giggled.
“Yes I do” Nat said a smile spreading to her face. Her smile widened as she saw the toy Widow Bites he had on one wrist, “I have a pair just like these!” She exclaimed as she pointed to Oliver’s wrist. He giggled as you put him down before running into the living room.
“So do you want to stay a while?” you asked nervously looking at Natasha.
“Of course” she said as she kissed you and took you hand before the two of you headed to the living room.
“What’s his name?” she asked.
“Oliver” you said smiling as you saw your son running around the living room with his Iron Man mask on and his Captain America shield that you had got him for his third birthday.
“He’s so cute” Nat said as she looked at your son, he had your hair, green eyes, and your infectious smile.
“He is isn’t he” you said as you leaned across the kitchen counter to grab two mugs, “Tea?” You asked as you turned to Nat.
“Sounds wonderful” she said smiling at you. “So how old is he?” Natasha asked as she wrapped her arms around your waist.
“He just turned 3 last month” you said smiling.
“You should have told me sooner, I could have got Tony to make him a suit or something” Natasha sighed.
“He won’t need any help in the deadly skills apartment” you said your voice had a sad tone about it as you said it.
“He inherited your powers?” Nat asked.
“Unfortunately, the full set of elements” you sighed.
“It’s not so bad” Natasha said whispering into your ear, “He has you to teach him, he won’t have to go what you went through” She rested her head on your shoulder.
Time passed in a blur of toys and games of hide and seek. You were washing the dishes and Oliver was in his Hawkeye Pyjamas sitting in Natasha’s lap as she read to him, doing all the characters voices. You could feel your love for Natasha growing as you watched her with Oliver. You watched with a content smile on your face as you watched Olly’s eyes flutter shut and his head rest gently against Nat’s shoulder. She lifted him up gently and you took him in your arms before laying him down in his bed. You left a soft kiss on his forehead before leaving the room.
As you entered you living room/kitchen area you saw Natasha looking through your cupboards. “What are you looking for?” you asked laughing slightly.
“You are a Mom and Mom’s drink wine but I can’t find the wine” She said looking up at you. You reached up to the top of the fridge and pulled down a bottle.
“I’ve learnt the hard way to keep this kind of thing out of the reach of little hands”. You said as you turned to Natasha who was now sitting on the sofa with two wine glasses. You two sat and chatted throughout the evening.
Natasha eventually asked the question she had been wanting to ask all evening, “So where is Olly’s Dad” she asked. Leaning against the sofa to get a better view of you.
You sighed and said “haven’t seen him since I told him I was pregnant” You shrugged. You saw how this angered Natasha. What you didn’t see was how she admired you even more now and her love for you had grown. What she saw was the way you looked at her, she could see that the love in your eyes was even stronger than ever.