Sam Willson spent his time relaxing while he awaited his fellow friends to return. He grew impatient, so when three of the remaining members of the household came inside, he jumped up from the couch.
"Finally," he said.
"I was beginning to think your break was permanan-oh. Who's this?" Sam questioned, pointing to Nikolai as he joined everyone inside.
"Nadia's father," Natasha stated.
Before Sam could say anything, she added, "It's a long story."
"Right, so I'm guessing a lot of stuff happened while you were away. Care to fill me in?"
"Okay, but you may want to sit down for this," Natasha advised.
Sam looked back at the couch he hadn't moved from in days and decided against it.
"Been needing to stretch my legs. Lay it on me."
He focused intently, waiting for Natasha to continue.
"Nadia...is my daughter," she said.
"Okay," he slowly nodded.
"Maybe I do need to sit down for this," he said.
Natasha went into full detail about their adventure, and how she found out, then how she regained her memory. She didn't leave out anything, and Sam's jaw dropped, struggling to process what she had just told him.
"Are you telling me.... I owe Scott Lang twenty bucks?"
Natasha scoffed, "you actually betted on this?"
Sam said, "Well, when a woman tells you she can't have children, and your friend is still convinced she can, of course I'm gonna try to get easy money."
"But of course, nothing in this world is ever easy," he sighed.
"You're unbelievable," Natasha responded, rolling her eyes.
Sam shrugged, "so now that you're back, want to watch a movie?"
He looked at Nadia and Nikolai, "the more the merroir."
"Definitely not. The bed is calling my name," Natasha responds.
"Count me out too. Fighting is exhausting," Nadia stated.
Wanda nodded, "we could all use some sleep."
"Sleeping is for the weak. I'll watch the movie," Nikolai said.
As the two widows excused themselves to go to bed and went up the stairs, they heard the two men getting to know each other.
"So, I'm guessing the whole spy thing runs in your background. How many people have you killed?" Sam questioned.
"That's not an answer you want to know," Nikolai replied.
"Okay," Sam said slowly, his eyes wide as he spoke.
"Thank you for letting me know not to ever mess with you."
Nikolai smirked, "you are so welcome. So, what are some of the popular American movies you like?"
"I'll start you off with a classic," Sam replied.
He quickly put on the movie called the godfather.
"Uh, before we do...there's something I have to tell you all," Wanda responded.
She fumbled with her hands and took a breath to deliver the news.
"I'm leaving."
Natasha's face was blank.
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Lost Widow
FanfictionMonths after Natasha Romanoff was arrested by authorities and escaped, she is now on the run once again and runs into the second most deadly assassin. When Natasha Romanoff was seventeen she was chosen for a special assignment. To birth a child. Dr...
