The Widow's Belladonna (Natasha Romanoff X Fem)

I'm barren

By the end of their lovely night, giggles were cutting the silent air of exhaustion. Theo gazes around her at the handful of people she loved. Amara and Anna reminiscing about Rory's face smothered in cake as everyone sang happy birthday. The little spitfire was just a wondrous surprise to keep everyone on their toes. Buchanan adding his two sense and Talia taking a while to come back from putting the birthday boy down for the night.

Taking her wine glass, Theo excuses herself gesturing to grab more bottles as she slips up the stairs and towards her chambers that was radiating the astrology projector they had bought for Rory. Her steps were silent as she caught Talia's whimsical voice. She pauses at the doorway staring in awe at the beautiful woman coddling a half sleepy toddler.

"Then through the Smokey mist came a strong woman warrior cutting down enemies focused solely on rescuing the Princess in the tower. The enemy fell one by one as a lone horse gallops through the iron rotted gates. The mighty warrior woman reared her horse into the castle stomping the wretched men that stood in her way. Higher and higher they climbed up the tower until the warrior sweeps off her horse landing silently with her flowing black cape fluttering around her. Having tossed her helmet to the ground brandishing lush hair that shined as bright as the moon," Talia pauses and points to the beaming moon projected on the ceiling. She smiles, "the warrior woman as beautiful as anything you can imagine with eyes of sea glass green and radiant sapphire blue. An angel in disguise. She swung her mighty sword obliterating the wooden door before her breath was stolen from the flawless fiery curls. Emerald eyes widen with joy as the two clash into each other's arms. The warrior woman beaming with a smile that could melt ice itself, swept the Princess off her feet and they galloped away from the horrid castle to their happy ending. The end," she finishes. Her eyes gazes down at the little handsome who was fast asleep in her arms.

"You forgot to mention the most important thing," Theo's utters surprising the woman.

Talia smiles and raises a brow, "and that is?"

Theo smirks devilishly as she approaches Talia teasingly, "that the mighty warrior woman was brash and mean but she loved the beautiful fiery Princess more than all the stars in the universe," she gushes leaning over so tenderly to seal her lips on Talia's.

Nat curls her lips against hers, "is that so?" she murmurs playfully as her arms wrap around the beautiful woman, "that's very sentimental for a brash warrior woman," she teases stilling Theo. Her eyes flutter open gazing hopeful into those sparkling gems, "I love you baby," she whispers warmly.

"I love you too Princess," Theo returns gently brushing her thumbs across Talia's cheeks. Her eyes flicker to the sleepy boy beside them, "he loves you so much," she remarks.

Talia smiles, "and I love him more each day. You know you'd make a really good mother," she adds, her voice slowly withering.

Theodora saw the little glint of sadness in the woman's eyes. Curiously she tenderly lifts Talia's chin meeting those emerald gems, "Lia, you would make an amazing mother. Gods the times I catch you with this thief," she chuckles tilting her head towards the boy, "I'm just in awe of you."

Talia takes a deep breath her eyes watering slightly. Her lips purse holding back the knot in her throat, "I... I wish that to be true," she whimpers.

Theo shakes her head as her hand glazes with hot tears, "hey love, hey, it's okay. I have you, it's okay," she murmurs comforting engulfing Talia.

Talia shakes her head against Theo's body, "it's not," she muffles repeatedly.

Belladonna brushes back the stray of hair crouching to her knee, "baby, what's not okay? Tell me what's wrong," she asks concerned as she brushes the tears from Talia's eyes.

Talia sniffles wringing her hands as she gathers herself, "I... I know you'd make a wonderful mother Theo and I wish with all of me I could but..."she gasps wiping more tears, "but I'm barren. I can't have babies," she stutters her face seeping with sorrow.

Theodora didn't hesitate as she swept the woman off the bed and into her arms. She carries her tenderly to the seating area, sitting on the plush leather seat as Nat burrows her face in the crook of her neck. She held her tightly, "baby, it doesn't matter that you can't conceive. Nothing has changed and nothing will ever change the way I feel about you," she murmurs.

Nat stiffens trying to peek at her but Theo wasn't done. She soothes her hands lovingly against Nat's back, "I love you more now than I did moments ago because woman your bravery astounds me. I know it was hard to confess such and for that I am truly amazed by you," she elaborates with outmost affection. Her hands loosen slightly as she glances down at the beauty who's cute button nose were as red as Rudolph's. She smiles, "before I met you, I didn't think it was possible for me to ever love anyone and mostly for someone to love a monster like me. I didn't know I even possessed a heart until I laid eyes on you. I was scared of the foreign feeling. It felt as if my heart was erupting and I didn't know what to do", she huff in amusement as Nat places a hand over her heart. She covers Nat's hand, "you awoken someone I never knew was there and made me see things differently. I was going through life with no intentions or views of the future except be successful and live lavishly. There were no essence of happiness just a simple live and die but," she pauses locking her eyes on the woman's, "then you cleared the blur and made me see a broader picture of what I really want. I see you with Rory and all I could see is a beautiful family. A white picket fence dream, waking up to you each morning and getting excited when I hear your keys jingle in the keyhole," she giggles.

"I can't... I can't give you that," Talia quivers sadly.

Theo's smile grew, "baby just because you can't have babies doesn't mean I can't. I will have all your babies. Little fiery girls with red curls and beaming emerald eyes. The lot of boys too," she gleams. "I will have your babies," she says happily as Talia melts with joy.

Talia sighs contently into her arms, "I want one as beautiful as you. No matter, a beautiful baby girl or a mischievous little boy, just one that flawlessly reflects the woman I love," she melts.

Theodora holds her tightly, "I want a lot of children just like you. I can't get enough of you so might as well have as much as we want so I can love them endlessly. One, two, or ten," she jests.

Talia swats her playfully, "they will run us through won't they?"

"No not at all, my woman will whip them into shape as she did me," Theo responds lovingly.

Talia giggles pulling her into a deep passionate kiss, "you're whipped baby," she remarks.

"Wholeheartedly," Theo agrees tethered to the woman's lips.

Nat coddles into her arms, "I think life's too short would it be crazy if we started the process?"

Theodora snickers fondly, "not at all. Better to be prepared," she answers happily.