Natasha Romanoff x Daughter one shots

You and me against the world

Age : 2 days old.
Warnings : none
Words count : 1010
Authors note : This one shot takes place after the previous one shot, most of my one shots will be in chronological order like : Unborn - few days - year old - 2 years etc.

                            Natasha's POV

"Does everyone understand the plan? First get a knife, cut out her tracker and then we protect Natasha no matter what. We find the baby and make sure they both get out safely. Get her as far away as possible."

Natasha listened to the plan she made with the other widows, to rescue both you and Natasha herself. When Natasha told them about Dreykov his plan and them taking you away her from, they were pissed. So they made a plan, to help her escape and give you the life you deserve. No Redroom, no fighting, just you and your momma.

"You okay Natasha?" One of the widows asked the redhead, who was deep in her thoughts. Thinking about you, hoping you were doing okay. She didn't see you again after you were born, so obviously she was worried and upset about it. She didn't sleep since, she needed to get you out of here, as soon as possible. She nodded slowly at the older girl, she looked around her twenties.

"I'm fine, let's just save my daughter. That's all that matters to me right now." Natasha mumbled with a sleepy and broken voice. Even though she felt like shit, she also felt like she finally had a reason to live and keep on fighting. She had to save you, she had to give you your best chance and become your momma once you were saved out of their hands.

"We will, you both will be okay. I promise." She smiled weakly as she squeezed her hand softly, a sign to get up and fulfill the plan. The Widows sneaked out of the room, went to the vents and climbed silently. They checked every room for you, they didn't know where he put you yet. Not in his office at least, nor with the nurses at the hospital wing. Finally they heard a loud cry, that wouldn't stop no matter what the people did to calm it down. You barely stopped crying since you were born, you only stopped during feeding but went on as soon as your needs were fullfilled. You needed your momma, and she needed you.

"She's there. Oh my baby." Natasha mumbled while trying not to cry, you looked very upset and all Nat wanted was to hold you and give you loads of kisses. They checked if someone was in the room, but there was no one to be seen. Leave a newborn baby alone in a room? Sounds like amazing caregivers..

They climbed down, cut out the trackers with a knife that was laying around and went straight for you. You were laying down in a small wooden crib, only wearing a thin pinkish jumpsuit that was way too cold for a newborn baby. Natasha cried out of relieve when she was finally able to hold you and put you against her chest, it was now or never. She tied you against her chest with strokes of your sheets, making sure you were safely put against her body without being able to fall while fighting to escape the Redroom.

"Come with us girls, we have the chance now. The trackers are gone, you can escape too." Natasha encouraged the other widows that were helping her, six in total. Dreykov only knew their location, his plan of controlling them wasn't complete yet. He was busy experimenting, but the only thing he was able to do right now was track them down and hope his young and violent guards could fight them. But he trained the widows too well, the guards could never win from them, they had no chance.

"We will try, but you and Y/n have to go first. Get yourself as far away as possible, we will follow if we can. Keep running until you see a town, or a save place. Understood, Romanoff?" Jenna, the oldest widow spoke while looking Natasha directly into her eyes, hoping she would agree to it. Natasha gave her a quick nod before they were interrupted by guards, they found out about the trackers. "Shit." She mumbled as she grabbed the knife and aimed it at the first guard, aiming at his throat and ofcourse she didn't miss. Natasha didn't like the killing, but now she had no choice but to get them out of the way.

They managed to escape the Redroom, only Natasha and two other widows. The others either got injured or killed by their bullets, it hurt but Natasha had to keep running no matter what would happened. She promised them, she couldn't turn around. So she ran as fast as she was able to, through the woods and the cold and rainy weather. She covered your head at all times and made sure you were warm and unharmed, you were save with your momma around. And finally they could breath again, they finally found a town.

(The next day)

"It's okay Detka, momma is here. No need to cry." Natasha shushed you as she started to breastfeed you, something Natasha enjoyed and hated at the same time, even if she only had done it for one day yet. A nice older woman let them in and made sure you were safe, even helping the widows get a car to drive away as far as possible. Tomorrow they would leave, to start a life somewhere else, as long as it's far away from Dreykov and the Redroom.

You stared into your mothers eyes and held her fingers as you drank your milk, Natasha couldn't help but let the tears flow. Ever since you reunited everything felt right again, and you didn't cry ever since. Only for your milk ofcourse, but momma was there now to protect you and give you love, forever.

"You and me against the world, my Angel."