Weakness | Natasha Romanoff

"Yeah, please dont make me cry again."

*THREE MONTHS LATER*

Oriana PoV:
I jumped out of bed and ran into Natasha and I's bathroom. I threw up into the toilet. After flushing the sick down I pressed my back up against the shower door and ran my hands through my hair. I brushed my teeth to get rid of the sick taste.

After composing myself I grabbed my phone and went downstairs into the kitchen. I heard Yuliya and Mj watching tv in the living room so I decided to check the time. It was 3:16am. They weren't talking so they were asleep, I took a picture and turned the tv off.

Mj had been staying over a lot more ever since her and Yuliya started dating. They were cute. I know Peter wasn't very happy about it but I explained to him that he can't waste his teenage years obsessing over a gay girl. He seemed to listen to me.

I grabbed the pickles out the fridge, the Nutella out the cupboard and a butter knife out the cutlery draw. I got some Nutella on the knife before putting some of it on the pickle.

It was a weird craving I had been having lately.

Natasha and I had started decorating the baby's room, a dinosaur theme. We were going to wait to find out the gender but dinosaurs aren't stereotypically masculine or feminine.

"What are you eating?" Tony judged as he stumbled into the kitchen.

He was staying at our house for a couple days. He and Pepper got into this massive argument a rug. It was ridiculous but they are both really stubborn and needed time to cool off.

"Uh...nothing." I lied, turning around and covering the pickle jar with my body.

The team still doesn't know I'm pregnant. It has been almost impossible to keep it a secret from them. There just hasn't been the right time to tell them. It's not exactly an everyday announcement. I don't even know where to start.

"Oh yeah, by the way guys, I'm carrying a baby. Yes the woman who didn't have any reproductive organs two years ago."

Natasha's parents and Yelena know though. They walked in on my puking my guts out a week ago. Clint and Laura know as well, I told Natasha that it wasn't fair that my best friend knew and practically forced her to tell him.

I don't know what technology they used at the clinic but the baby isn't a super-soldier. Apparently they got a specialist in to remove the 'super' DNA, and the embryo replaced it with normal DNA by itself, before being put inside of me.

"Can we talk?" Tony asked while getting a glass of water.

"Yeah, what about?" I replied as I wiped the Nutella off the corner of my mouth.

"I know your pregnant." He stated with a smile on his face. "I might not be a spy. Do I have your permission to list my evidence?"

"You don't have to." I assured the man but he shook his head.

"No I want to. I'm proud of myself for picking up on something that hasn't got anything to do with me." He explained making me chuckle.

"Your emotions have been all over the place, this morning you cried over a flower looking sad. I offered to buy you a Thai takeout yesterday for letting me stay here, and when it arrived you said you didn't like it and cried again. You're breaking out, acne on the forehead." He listed off, Natasha walked in halfway through.

"Don't even get her started on the Thai food one." Natasha chuckled knowing I had cried myself to sleep over the whole thing last night.

"Yeah, please don't make me cry again." I practically begged as my eyes welled up.

"How far along are you?" He asked as I started eating a Nutella pickle.

"Two months and 3 weeks." I responded with a smile on my face.

"We wanted to tell the team but the time was never right. At first, we were just waiting till Ria was actually pregnant but then Thor and Bruce went off to god knows where in space. Everything has just been off with the team ever since." Natasha explained after while giving me a kiss on the cheek.

"Fair enough." He shrugged before going back upstairs.

"My boobs hurt." I sighed with tears still in my eyes.

"I know, baby." Natasha comforted me while while running her hand up and down my back.

I had a couple more Nutella pickles before going back to bed with Natasha. Once we got in bed I went to kiss her but she pulled back making my eyes full with tears again.

"You've just eaten pickles, Ria." She told me as I blinked making tears fall. "I'm sorry." She immediately apologised while wiping my tears.

"Don't be, I'm so fucking emotional and it's pissing me the fuck off." I huffed before getting up to brush my teeth so Natasha would kiss me.

After brushing my teeth, again, I got back in bed and Natasha kissed me before we both went to sleep.

I woke up to sick slowly creeping up my throat, again. I quickly rushed into the bathroom and threw up, again. I flushed the sick down the toilet before laying down on the bathroom floor as I didn't have the energy to get back into bed.

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