The Maid of little honor. (Marvel Fanfic)

Chapter 33

*Y/N'S POV*

I walked into the main room with Wanda to see Nat, Tony, Steve, Sam, and Bucky all talking to Clint. He looked towards me and Wanda and smiled. "So you're Nat's daughter!" He said, abandoning the conversation he was already having. "Never would have guessed." He said as he gave me a hug. I stood awkwardly wrapping my arms around him as Nat tried to hide her laugh and Wanda tried to hide hers. He pulled away and invited us to sit down with the others. They all started talking about yesterday's mission and how much of a surprise it was when the jet landed in Clint's garden. He said he wasn't staying long as he had his wife and kids to get back to. Everyone sat around for a couple of hours before Clint decided to leave. 

After saying goodbye to Clint, I felt a hand on my shoulder, causing me to turn around. It was Bruce. "The results are back," He whispered. I silently slipped away and followed Bruce into the lab. "I haven't looked at them yet, I thought you should be the one to do it. There are loads of results on there, there will be loads of numbers that I will need to look at after but just look for the pregnant one." He instructed. I opened the piece of paper and scanned for the pregnant part. I looked across. I couldn't decide what I would do if I were pregnant. Would I keep the baby? I looked at the piece of paper that held all the answers. My hands were shaking as I read the forbidden word. Positive. I was pregnant. Not only that. I was pregnant with Jackson's baby. 

*NAT'S POV*

I heard a knock on my bedroom door. "Come in," I replied. "Hey y/n," I replied as I glanced to see who it was. "H...hey." Her voice was shaking. I looked up to see her tear-stained face. "Hey sweetheart," I said softly as I got up and pulled her into a hug, "What's wrong? Has something happened?" She cried into my arms for around ten minutes before pulling away and looking at me. I wiped her tears away with my thumb. "Do you want to talk about it?" I asked, my voice still soft. She looked at me. "I...I'm pregnant." I felt my chest tighten and my mouth go dry. She wrapped her arms around me again and started to cry. I stroked her hair. How was she pregnant? Who was the father? "It's okay. Everything will be ok," I said, trying to reassure her, and also myself. I sat her down on my bed and sat next to her. "Why are you so upset about it y/n?" I asked. "The father," She said in between deep breaths and sobs, "is Jackson. I haven't told Wanda. Only Bruce and Tony know, other than you and Tony wants me to get rid of the child and not tell Wanda at all. I...I...I don't know what to do," She said as tears flooded down her face quicker than before. I sat shocked as y/n leaned her head against my shoulder. I had mixed emotions. I was angry at Tony. Angry was an understatement, I was furiously pissed off at Tony. I hated Jackson more than I had before if that was even possible. I felt awful for y/n and the decision she had to make.

"I think you should tell Wanda," I said, after all, she was y/n's girlfriend. I was still shocked at the situation. 16 seemed awfully young. Well, I suppose she would be 17 in a few months but that was still too young. I mean, that was like me. "What about Mr. Stark? He'll kill me if I go against him," y/n said. "You leave Tony to me," I said, my tone hardening. "You go talk to Wanda if you want to. If not then you can stay in here for a bit. I'm going to talk to Tony," I said as I got up and walked away. I felt a tug at my arm, causing me to turn back around to face y/n. "Please don't make him mad at me," She said in barely a whisper. I smiled gently at her. "I promise I won't," I said, reassuring her. "Thank you, mum." She said, catching me off guard. I nodded my head and quickly turned on my heels to hide my beaming face from this dire situation. Mum. I could get used to that.

*Y/N'S POV*

I sat in the lab and looked at Bruce, nodding my head slowly. Bruce awkwardly sat next to me as my face flooded with tears. "It ok," He said, putting his arm around me, "we can work this out." As I wiped my eyes and turned to look at Bruce, Stark walked into the room. Not the first person I wanted to see after receiving this news. "What's going on?" Stark questioned as he walked to the other side of the room. I wiped my face and shoved the piece of paper in my pocket. "Nothing I'm fine, I was just leaving," I said, standing up. Stark walked over to me. I backed away. He opened his arms for a hug. I bit the inside of my lip to try and stop the tears from falling down my face. I awkwardly hugged him. Only a few tears escaped. I felt Starks hug tighten around me as his hand slid into my pocket. The results. "No!" I shouted, squirming to try and break his hold on me. I was too late. He already had the piece of paper and was walking away with it. I chased after him but there was no way I was getting it. He suddenly froze and I snatched the paper out of his hands. "That's personal," I said as I turned to walk away only to be pulled back by Starks firm hand on my wrist. "You're pregnant." He said in more of a statement than a question. "You're pregnant and Jackson is the father." I nodded slowly. He sighed. "You're getting rid of it, right? I mean you don't want a baby. You're too young. What about Wanda? You can't tell her. It would cause chaos!" He said, rather brutally. "I...I don't know," I admitted. "If you don't get rid of that baby, you can't stay here," Stark said, turning away, giving me my cue to leave. I walked quickly out of the room, tears silently flooding down my face. I didn't really have a choice now did I? 

I so desperately wanted to tell Wanda and ask for her advice but I didn't know how she'd react and Starks words rang in my head. I should probably tell Nat first. I feel like she could relate to what I was going through. I knocked on the door which was instantly replied with a clear "come in" from Nat. I walked in. "Hey y/n," Nat said, glancing at me before turning back to whatever it was she was doing. "H...hey," I said, my voice shaking more than expected. Nat spun around at the uneasiness in my voice. "Hey sweetheart, what's wrong?" She asked, pulling me into a tight hug. I sobbed into her arms, thinking of how to break the news to her. It took me around ten minutes to collect myself enough to form words. "Do you want to talk about it?" She asked, her voice soft and soothing as I pulled away to look at her. "I...I'm pregnant," I said as I watched Nat's face remain still as stone, clearly shocked with the bomb of news I just dropped on her. The lack of expression on her face made my mind go crazy. Was she happy? Disappointed? Angry? Not bothered? The thoughts made me cry again as I fell into Nat's chest, her hands stroking my hair. "It's ok," She said soothingly, as she led me to her bed to sit down, "Everything will be ok. Why are you so upset about it y/n?" She asked. "The father is Jackson." I managed to reply through sobs and jagged breaths. " I haven't told Wanda. Only Bruce and Tony know, other than you and Tony wants me to get rid of the child and not tell Wanda at all. I...I...I don't know what to do," I said through exasperated sobs and uncontrollable breaths. Hot tears gushed down my face like a waterfall. I leaned my head against Nat's shoulder. She hadn't said anything. I knew she was thinking about the best thing to say. 

"I think you should tell Wanda," Nat said after some time. "What about Mr.Stark? He'll kill me if I go against him," I asked. I knew his threats weren't empty. They never were. He said he was going to do something and he would 100% do it. "Leave Tony to me," Nat said her voice failing to hide her anger. She got up and begin to walk away. I quickly went to grab her arm but only managing to grab her sleeve to pull her back to me. "Please don't make him mad at me," I said in a whimpering whisper. A mad Stark was the last thing I needed, ever. "I promise I won't," Nat said, smiling gently at me to reassure me. "Thank you, mum," I said gratefully. The word mum just slipped out. I went to apologize but before I could Nat nodded her head, her face trying to hide a beaming smile before she turned on her heels and walked out. 

A/N: This part is a bit longer. Thank you for all the love and support on this story it's crazy! I love reading all your comments! They make me laugh so much so thank you :)))