Meant For More¹ - (Male Reader x Kate Bishop)

*Flashbacks* Mother and Son

[A/N] This chapter will mostly contain a younger Y/N varying between 4, 8, 13, and 14. If anyone would like more of this in the future please let me know.

2010:

Natasha was sat in Y/N's bed with her son on her lap as she told him stories about a 'silly looking parrot' to him, she would always tell stories to him of a night until he went to sleep, he would just let her talk until she eventually felt his head on her, she would check to see he was asleep before putting him on his bed and going into her room.

2014:

Natasha was in her room while Y/N was in the living room talking to Tony and Peter when JARVIS came through.

"Mr Romanoff, it appears your mother is having a severe nightmare." JARVIS announced as Y/N ran off, he found Natasha tossing and turning in her bed covered in sweat, locks of her red hair sticking to her forehead as she mumbled something, a name...Yelena.

"Mom, easy now. It's okay, you're safe now." Y/N whispered into her ear as he held her close, rocking her back and forth trying to comfort his mother, opened her eyes that were raw with tears. "You're safe now, you know why?"

Natasha shook her head.

"Cause you've got all of us here to look after you, and you know me. Hell will freeze over the day I let you get hurt." Y/N said as Natasha looked at him and pulled him in for a hug. "And people call you heartless?"

"Smartass." Natasha mumbled as Y/N laughed.

"Yeah, guess who I get that from huh." Y/N chuckled as Natasha smiled at him.

"Thanks-"

"Don't thank me, your my mom, I've gotta take care of you too ya know." Y/N said as Nat kissed him on the forehead. "Eugh, gonna get sweat all over me."

Nat laughed at her son being an idiot.

2015:

Y/N had been injured in the battle of Sokovia, he was receiving round the clock treatment from Helen Cho while Natasha and Wanda sat next to him, watching over him.

"He stayed with me when the city happened. Said if I was going to die here then I should have a friend near me." Wanda said as Natasha looked at her son, he was a wreck, he had six pieces of shrapnel removed from his body, he had three burn marks and two broken bones. "It's my fault."

"No it isn't, he made his own decision, he wanted you to have someone with you if you were dying, a friend, my guess is he considered you a friend. He always helps his friends, usually at his own cost." Nat said as Wanda looked at her.

The heart monitor was beeping steadily, his breathing was steady, his pulse was stable...barely.

"Pietro died and now Y/N is wounded all because I helped Ultron." Wanda said as Natahsa pulled her in on a side hug.

"We all make mistakes, it's how we fix them that matters." Nat said in a comforting tone, like she would use when comforting Y/N. "You know I think you're lucky...to have Y/N as someone you can count on, he's...he's many things, secretive, certainly stupid in his own genius way, Loyal to a fault. I've told him that he was the culmination of The Avengers best qualities thinking it sounded like something I as his mother should say. But I was right."

2006:

(Y/N) was born some time during 2002 if my maths is right other than that their birthday is still yours. This makes them around four in this section.

Natasha was working in her office when she heard Y/N begin crying out in distress she ran into his room and saw him kicking and punching the air in his sleep. Her 'Mama Nat mode' as Clint had labelled it, kicked into action as she ran up and took him in her arms and began to lullaby him to into calming down.