When You Saved Me

Chapter 65

Clint P.O.V

I file my little family up to the Avenger's Facility's walkway and we can already see Tony, through the window, collecting a bottle from the fridge with a diapered toddler in his arms. I push the door open and clear my throat, Callie's head snaps in our direction, her eyes glowing blue in alarm as she fervently sucks her thumb.

Tony turns and a smile brightens his features. "Barton, you're early."

"Yeah, we didn't have to stop for a pee break, " I chuckle, then take the baby from him and kiss her warm, rosy cheek. "Hello miss Callie, how are you?"

"I have nap, " she yawns and pushes her thumb back into her mouth, the action is so adorable that I feel the need to squish her.

"Oh, you had a nap?" I ask, pressing my face to her cheek, she nods. "I don't remember you sucking your thumb, is that new?"

"She does it occasionally, but it only seems to be when she's really tired, sick, or stressed for some reason, " Tony answers on her behalf and then holds out the bottle. "Could you?"

"Yes absolutely, " I reply and shift Callie into a cradle position and she begins drinking her milk.

"Kids, you can go play outside while Callie has her bottle, " Laura instructs and the children do as she says. My wife shifts to look over my shoulder at the child in my arms and sighs. "She is so sweet, Tony. Is she drinking cow's milk?"

Tony shakes his head. "No, we started formula to help her gain weight. Bruce says she's still way underweight."

I nod, observing the protruding rib cage and sunken stomach. "Yeah, she's probably not even 20lbs, " I say, stroking her brow as she begins to nod off. "She's falling asleep again, is that okay?"

"Yeah, she'll wake up when the bottle is done, " he shrugs, "and yeah, she's about 18 and a half."

"Oh my gosh, Nathaniel is 12lbs, " Laura gasps, patting our son's bottom who is strapped to her chest. "Maybe you should try buying breastmilk? There are women with excess supply that often sell it."

"You could give him some of yours?" I suggest, "just to see of she'd even drink it."

"Sure, I can do that if you'd like."

Tony blushes and bounces on the balls of his feet. "Uh, yeah okay, " he chuckles.

"So, where's Stevie? I'm surprised he's not here, doing this, " I ask, motioning to the sleeping toddler in my arms.

"Oh, he's hanging out with a friend today."

"That's nice, I didn't know he had any friends apart from us, " I admit. "Have you guys recovered since being at our house?"

"Yeah, things are better. I'm making an effort to control my temper, " Tony blushes, "and Bruce started Stevie on some antidepressants today. I think he'll be okay."

I nod and open my mouth to reply but am interrupted by Thor entering the room. "Ah, Clint and Laura, how are you?"

"Hey man, we're good."

"That's lovely. I'm supposed to watch the kids so you all can discuss our trip, right?" He glances between Tony and me. "Where are your older kids?"

"They're outside, " Laura says.

"Okay, do you want me to take the little lady so you guys can get started?"

"Fine, here, " I sigh, relinquishing my hold on the baby.

She stirs as she is transferred into Thor's arms but he pats her bottom and rocks her. "There, there now, here's your bottle little one," he whispers and the child begins nursing on it and settles back into sleep.