Sorry...My Love|| Natasha Romanoff FF (English Version)

Prolouge

First of all  English is not my First Language

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2008

Isabella POV:

I was lying on the sofa when I heard the keys. I quickly got up and ran to the door. There she was. With her long red hair tied in a ponytail and green eyes shining at me. I ran the last meters towards her and fell into her arms. She wrapped her arms around my waist and I wrapped mine around her back. As I laid my head in the crook of her neck, she nuzzled my hair. "I missed you too baby."

There was an embarrassed clearing of his throat. I peeked over her shoulders. Clint was leaning against the door behind her. Nat ignored him, but I greeted him. "Hey Clint. You ruined the moment!" I added and looked at him angrily, he started laughing. I had to laugh too and broke away from her. I hugged Clint for a moment, then he disappeared into the kitchen.

Natasha was hanging up her jackets. "How long are you staying this time?" I asked. She turned around and took my face in her hands smiling. "Longing." My eyebrow rose. "I'm on vacation now. Hill wanted me to be with you more often." now I smiled too. She leaned down and our lips met. Our lips almost melted together and I automatically wrapped my arms around her neck.

"What do you want to eat...oh?" Clint came out of the kitchen and saw us. I broke away from her, giggling. As quickly as he came, he disappeared again. "How long will he stay this time?" "Just a few days, then the curmudgeon will be gone and I can keep you captive in the bedroom again." She whispered the last sentence in my ear. The blush slowly rose to my face. There was a snort and "I heard that!" from the kitchen. I broke away from her again and wanted to make my way to the kitchen. When I turned around again "I don't know who's more of a grouch out of you two?" She gasped and lightly pinched my butt for the comment. Then she picked up the bags and went into the bedroom.

In the kitchen, Clint was making himself a coffee. "What did you hear?" I asked again to be sure. He didn't look at me, just focused on the brown broth. "Only that I'm a curmudgeon. Why?" He turned to me and looked at me. "Oh nothing" I felt the redness shoot up in my face again. He just grinned knowing. Then he took his cup. He squinted at me over the edge, about to say something, but I punched him in the shoulder and walked into the living room.

A few days later (Clint is gone)

Natasha and I lay cuddling on the sofa. I turned my head so I was looking at her. "Tasha?" A "Mmh" came back. "Do you actually want children?" She opened her eyes and looked at me. "Don't know exactly. But actually yes. Why?" I had to think for a moment. "I want children. If we had children you would have to be at home more often." She raised an eyebrow and grinned. "So you only want children because then I'll be home more often?" "What?! No, I didn't mean it like that. I-" I was cut off by her laughter. "You're dumb." She just gave me a kiss on the forehead.

2009

I still couldn't believe it. I pinched myself and then looked at the pregnancy test again. Just to make sure I'm not dreaming. Positive. That was impossible. We had been trying for a year and now we were about to give up. was i pregnant "Babe? Baby?! Isa! Isabella, where are you?" came from the front door. Natasha. Without thinking about what I was doing, I called back. "I am in the bathroom!" she came to me I sat on the toilet seat, still staring at that one word. "Hey, what's going on?" she asked cautiously. She put a hand on my shoulder. Then she looked at what I was holding.

It took her a moment to realize what I was holding. Then she gasped. "Is that... Is that what I think it is." I nodded and looked up. You notice the tears. She quickly wiped them away. "What is it? That's great, isn't it?" I still just looked at her silently. "Baby, do you see that - she pointed to the word 'pregnant' - that means that we will be parents. That our greatest wish will come true. So why are you crying?" "I dont know." I sobbed and dropped the test. Then I covered my eyes with my hands. She took me in her arms and gave me a kiss on the head. "Oh baby." She picked me up and carried me onto the sofa. We cuddled there for hours.