Natasha Romanoff one shots

ONNM Pt2

This is part two of One Night Nine Months!
Warnings: Angst, arguing, mentions of abortions, Nat is kind of a dick in the beginning overall an emotional roller-coaster.

summary- It's time to tell Natasha that you are pregnant. How does she react?

Your pov:

Your hands are fumbling with the stick that is currently in your hand. You don't have much to say. Fuck, there was nothing you could say. You were pregnant. With Natasha's baby. Your heart was thrumming and your ears were ringing. Maybe it was a mistake. People always claimed that they took more than two pregnancy tests because the other ones would be wrong. So maybe this stick was just wrong. Could be possible right?

You placed the stick into toilet paper before shoving it back inside the box. You hid the box in your room before grabbing your hoodie and placing it on. You grabbed your car keys before exiting your room and making your way down to the hallway to the elevator but of course, you just had to bump into someone.
"Oh y/n, are you okay?" Carol frowns, examining your current state.
"You don't seem good, I thought you were gonna go sleep." She continues with a concerned look.

"Yeah, I just wanted to go get more medicine at the pharmacy." You lie which catches everyone else's attention in the room.
"Have you asked Dr Cho, maybe she-"
"No, she doesn't have what I want." You reply to Wanda who just frowns.
"Okay, I can go get it for you, you need to rest." She replies and you were trying really hard to just get away from the group.

You shook your head furiously before turning to walk away.
"I can go it's okay. I need some air anyway." You heard someone speaking but you ignored the person. That didn't matter at that moment.

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Your mind was running wild as you looked at the different options in front of you. You were absolutely lost. Why were there so many pregnancy tests? Which one are you supposed to take? Do you take just one?
"Do you need help dear?" A random lady approached you seeing as though your eyes were practically burning into the options in front of you and well you seemed quite lost.

"Uhm yeah." The random woman smiled before approaching you. She looks at the many options before taking out two boxes.
"These ones are the best and most accurate." You look at the "Clear Blue" and "Choice" brands before looking up at the woman.
"Thank you, I really appreciate it."
"No problem, and congratulations, by the way, it's a beautiful experience." You offer her a small smile to which she recuperates before leaving.

You walked over to the cashier but stopped to get a few more things before paying for your stuff and leaving the pharmacy to head back to the tower.

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Both tests were positive and you were currently figuring out how the fuck this happened. I mean it had to be Natasha's. The last time you had sex was a month ago and as sad as it sounded, it was true. But how did this happen? You used protection. You were sure of that! So how the fuck were you pregnant.

Needing to find answers for yourself, you grabbed your phone and did the best thing you could possibly do which was to Google it. Your fingers tapped on the keyboard as you searched through the web.

If you use condoms perfectly every single time you have sex, they're 98% effective at preventing pregnancy. But people aren't perfect, so in real life, condoms are about 87% effective - that means about 13 out of 100 people who use condoms as their only birth control method will get pregnant each year.

You placed your phone down before placing your head in between your knees. What the fuck were you gonna do now? Do you tell her? She deserves to know. She should know. She technically knocked you up so it was only fair for her to know. Right?