In the end, it's only us (Natasha x reader

I'll do anything you ask

Natasha pov

"Where the hell have you been?" i ask as Y/n enters our bedroom. It's been a few hours since we got home from saving Diana and the baby.

"I took them to a safe house" she answer blankly, still not turning around to face me. She goes into the bathroom without a single glance my way. She closes the door just as i'm about to enter it as well.

"We need to talk about this, it's an important decision." I say through the door, no response. "Fine, then don't' walk to me at all"

"Fine" she says, opening the door and meeting my gaze. She's changed into pj's, the once that match mine.

"Fine what?" i ask, unsure.

"You want to turn, i'll turn you"

"You will?" i ask, even more confused and uncertain as she takes a few steps with me back into the bedroom.

"I will, if it's still what you want. I'll do it, no fuss"

"Okay, so well wait. " i need to say it before i forget again. "Could we at least talk about the wedding then. Like that's Tony's planning on it being on Asgard"

"As long as you're happy, i'll do whatever you want" i smile at her words but her smile doesn't quite reach her eyes. She gets under the covers and i just sit on the side.

"What changed your mind?" i ask. Something happened back there that she's not telling me. Something big.

"Holding my great grandson made me realise that... i don't ever wanna lose you. Whether it is by a mission gone wrong or old age. I want a future with you, because i love you"

"I love you too but i..." i try but she just sits and pulls me down for a soft kill.

"Please, let's just sleep, i'm tired" but she doesn't get tired, part of the thing she is. And none of us used a lot of powers back there, the ice wouldn't have drained her this much.

"Since when do you get tired?" i ask with a half smile as she lays back down, already half asleep.

"Sleep will never be enough when it's your soul that's tired" and i have no idea what she means by that. Like zilch, nada. But she's already fast asleep, so i just get under the covers, curling up by her side. She pulls me in instinctively so that we're tangled and it's the safest place i've ever known. I can't wait to be married to her.

Y/n pov

I wake up with a jerk at the memory of his threat, his warning. I know it shouldn't scare me like that, but if he works with Hydra, he knows things. Things that only a few members knew off, but there shouldn't be any documents left, i burned them all. Lamia, the name of the project that killed me. Maybe i missed something, if he has gotten ahold of those papers, there is no stopping what's coming. What am I thinking? It's already too late. Atropos, the word to activate the failsafe if i ever were to turn against them. Named after the oldest of the three fates, other known as 'The Inflexible One'. Because it was Atropos who chose the manner of death and ended the life of mortals by cutting their threads. I've had my first two warnings, the sisters. The first one was Clotho, who spun the thread, when I was created. The second was Lachesis, who measured the length, before I went to Sweden. Only one family tree has the ability to use the trigger. Another reason i freed that man, so that he wouldn't use it on me. One, of three different generations must say it... and now, it's over.

"Is everything okay?" Natasha asks against my chest. She's snuggled up as close as humanly possible.

"Yeah, everything's five" i kiss the top of her head and feel her smiling. Even though that should light up my world, all i can think about is that my days are counted. The clock is ticking and my time is running out. The whole of Asgard must have felt the change.  "How about breakfast in bed?"

"Can't we just stay in instead"

"You must eat моя луна и звезды" and with that i easily get out of her very hard grip around me. For such a small person she's quite strong. "I'll be back in a minute."

As i enter the kitchen, Tony's figure scares me at first. Before i realise it's him.

"What's got you so jumpy this morning?"

"Nothing, i was just gonna make breakfast in bed for Nat, do you want any?"

"No, that's okay" Tony says, continuing drinking his coffee as he watches me. "So you and her, it's all good now?"

"Peachy Tony" i answer with that fake smile that used to be my mask. The mask i haven't used in months because the smile has been real.

"You know i can see through that shit right" i start cracking a few eggs and make some toast.

"Is there any chance we can move up the safety of the wedding?" i ask instead, continuing to make breakfast.

"That depends, to when?"

"As soon as possible"

"Any particular reason. Since you both we're so against it being in five months, thinking it was too soon"

"I just want to marry the woman i love, is there anything wrong with that?"

"No, of course not. But you need to promise to tell me if anything's wrong"

"I promise" even though that's a pure lie.

"Then you'll try on the dressed this afternoon, Sam will come and get you around one"

"Sounds great, thanks" i say with a smile before heading off to our room with a tray of eggs, bacon and toast. And a little something for me in a mug as well.