How Clintasha came to be

Last part. Sorry if you aren't satisfied with the ending.-Author

CLINT:

"We were so careful, how could this happen?..." I wake up confused and wondering where I am. I seem to be at my house, lying on my couch. "Honey," says my wife. "Yes?" I answer. "Oh good, you're awake. That was quite a long nap there, baby." she tells me. "You have no idea," I say. "We're you dreaming she asks me?" "Mhmm, I was married to Nat." I respond. Laura laughs. "That sounds fun." she says. "I love you," I tell her. "I love you too,". I say it more for me than for her. I jump up. "Well I should probably get back to work, I'll see you later, honey, wait. Where are the kids?" I ask her. I open the closet to get my coat, and the kids all say boo from inside the closet. "Ahhhh," I scream for their enjoyment. They start cracking up. I hug everyone and we say our goodbyes, then I'm back off to almost dying, a.k.a. my job. But I like it. I'm not excited to see Natasha, though. I'm worried that dream might have sparked real feelings-nah. That's crazy. That nap was just too long.

NATASHA:

"...um, you had a miscarriage Ms. Lance...". Wait. I can't have children. Clint is married, and I like Bruce. What is going on. I wake up with sweat pouring down my neck and tears escaping my eyes. That was the longest dream ever, I think to myself. I look around to see I'm in a hospital room. I see Bruce sitting in a waiting chair dozed off. "Bruce? Bruce, wake up." He jolts out of sleep and looks at me with surprise. "Natasha?", he asks. "Yeah?", I say, and I start to feel the biggest need for food in my mouth then I've ever had in my life. "Oh-", he blinks a couple times, "-oh my gosh, you're actually awake." "How long was I out?" I ask him. He stands up and presses a couple buttons next to my bed, probably alerting a doctor or nurse. He then walks over to me and kisses me on the forehead. "About a week...do you remember anything about this guy/robot thing named Ultron?" he asks me. "A WEEK? No it had to be way longer than that... Ultron??". Bruce nods and I think for a second. It all comes back to me. "Yeah, yeah, I think so. Bruce?" "Yeah?" "Can I have some food?" I ask. He laughs. "Of course, but after that I'm afraid we have work to do." A nurse then walks in. I try to sit up and notice a scar on my lower stomach. "What is this?" I ask, confused. "We figured out a way to fix your reproduction system, Agent Romanov. From your days at the spy academy.", says the nurse. My heart stops. That. That's impossible. "What?" I ask. Bruce steps in. "You told me it was the one thing that might be more important than a mission. It also seemed to tear at you more than anything, when you told me about it. So I told them about it, and they said they already knew, and that they couldn't do anything about it, so I went to Stark telling him we needed to fix this problem. We both helped the medical team and together, we fixed you." I can't hold back the tears that start streaming. What I've always wanted. I must still be dreaming. I close my eyes and open them to find I'm in a bed. I look next to me and see Bruce sleeping away. I check my stomach and there's no scar. It was a dream. I'm suddenly too sad to sleep. I wake up Bruce and tell him about everything. He then says, "You were married to Clint?" I nod. He just shrugs it off. "All the Ultron stuff happened, so I guess you remember that." I nod again. "Well, your personal reproduction system is still out of order, but don't you remember?" "Remember what?" "We found one egg that wasn't harmed or removed. You and me, we're having a baby Natasha. Not a traditional one, no. It may be Petri dish twins, but that's enough for me as long as they're yours." I remember now and am starting to feel better. "Let's go back to bed," I tell Bruce. He yawns. "I would like that." he says. I look at his sleepy face and for once feel like everything might be okay.

THE END:)