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Our Baby | Clint

"Clint, we need to talk." You declared while you bounded into Tony's workshop. Clint foolishly turned his back to Tony; who was fiddling with a weapon of some sort.

"What is it?" He asked with a hint of worry as he wrapped his arms around your waist once you reached him. Tony glanced up from his tinkering only briefly, but judging by the smile on your face the news was good so he continued to ignore the both of you.

"I'm pregnant!" You squealed gleefully with a gleam in your (e/c) eyes. You pulled out of Clint's to do a ballerina twirl.

"No way." Clint couldn't help but grin like a fool as he soaked in the news. Suddenly his face went slack and he collapsed onto the floor.

"Sorry." Tony apologized as he slowly placed the small gun looking weapon back on the table. You glared at him before you crouched down and plucked the dart from the back of Clint's neck.

"You're carrying him to bed." You stated while Tony scowled, but complied; once you picked up the dart gun he was working on and point it at him.

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           You had just recently gotten the baby bump and already Clint was completely obsessed with hugging it. He had made it his life's mission to sneak up on you and hug your stomach every chance he got. He was probably more excited about the child you were carrying than you were. He had already gotten you a large stack of baby magazines, parenting books, and even stole one of Tony's credit cards so you could order the best things for the baby. He even ordered a few things out of some catalogues himself.

"Hi, honey. How are you feeling?" Clint asked after he placed a kiss to the top of your head.

"I'm fine." You replied around your toast. You lazily flipped through a parenting book. Clint smiled down at you as he slipped into the chair next to you. You gasped as you felt your chair being pulled closer to his. You slapped his arm playfully before leaning into his chest.

"I love you." You whispered you grabbed his wrist and guided it around your waist.

"I love you too."

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"(Y/n) what's wrong?" Clint had to try and hold his volume to a reasonable level as he crouched over your sleeping form. You were thrashing about and he didn't know what to do. One minute you were sleeping peacefully on his chest and the next you were on the other side of the bed twisting and moaning.

"Wake up." He demanded with his lips next to your ear as he pinned your arms to the bed so you couldn't hit him anymore. Your eyes snapped open and a choking noise came from the back of your throat. His eyes widened as he practically jumped off you and helped you to sit up. You continued to choke, though and just as he was about to scream for JARVIS to call the hospital you turned your head to the side and tossed up your stomach. You took deep heavy breaths while Clint picked you up from the bed and placed you in a rocking chair in the corner of the room.

"Are you okay now?" He whispered as his kissed your forehead and pushed stray hair out of your face. You nodded you head and grabbed the box of napkins on the dresser next to you.

"I'll clean up the mess and then we'll go sleep in one of the guest rooms okay?"

"I'll do it." You offered but it was immediately shot down but a shake of his head. He gave you one more kiss to the forehead before he started to clean.

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"Come on name the kid after me." Tony pleaded as he followed you around like a lost puppy. Your eyes rolled and your jaw clenched as he asked that question for the fifth time today.

"Tony my baby is a girl. She will not be named Tony." You growled as you placed a hand on your swollen belly. Tony sighed but his eyes still held that special Tony gleam.

"How about Tonitta?"

"Never." Clint replied for you before dropping a kiss to your cheek.

"You claim your have perfect aim, but you miss my lips." You tease you husband while Tony looked on unabashedly. Clint smirked before covering you lips with his.

"Antonitte?"

     Both yours and Clint's eyes twitched at the name, but Tony was oblivious to it. After all people gave their children original names like that all the time.

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       You sighed blissfully as you snapped your favorite book shut. You sat at the kitchen table alongside Tony, Bruce and Steve. You pushed your chair back slowly while you used the table for leverage so you could stand up. You were ready to drop any day now and you were taking in as much silence as you could until the baby came. You had just made it to standing but hunched over when you felt a searing pain shoot through you.

"(Y/n) did you pee on yourself?" Tony questioned as he bit his lip to keep from laughing. You shot him a glare at the same time a blushing Steve did.

"Her water broke." Bruce supplied and that seemed to be the signal for insanity to enter.

"Finally!" Tony cheered as he jumped up. Steve was still blushing but a mask of horror slipped over his face.

"JARVIS can you tell Clint?" Bruce asked the ever listening AI.

"I have already informed him." JARVIS answered while Thor strolled into the room.

"What is happening?"

"The baby is coming." You responded as you made your way toward the door. Thor's smile instantly slipped from his face as he rushed toward you.

"But we have no mid-wife." He boomed with concern in his features. You couldn't help but laugh at how adorable he looked.

"The baby won't be here for a while. I just need to get to the doctors."

"I'm here!" Clint shouted, and his feet pounding against the floor reached you before his face appeared. He slid across the floor, but as soon as he was balanced once again he grabbed ahold of your arm. In one quick movement he swept you into his arms and with large steps headed for whatever vehicle was closest; which just so happened to be a plane.

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       Clint paced outside the door to the delivery room. He had been kicked out of your room twice now. The first time was because he might have threatened to kill a male nurse when called you hot. Apparently he was referring to your body temperature not your body, and even though Clint apologized Natasha still threw him out. He snuck back in thirty minutes later though.

     He got banned again not even a full hour later, this time by you. Turns out shouting malpractice and demanding a female doctor while the doctor was checking your progress was a no-no, but Clint still believes the man was getting more touchy feely than necessary. Nobody cared about his opinion though and they even put Thor as a guard so he couldn't get back in. He paced for what seemed like forever as he was forced to listen to your cries of pain.

          He was pretty sure he was about to go crazy and break into the air vents when your screams stopped. He paused in his pacing for a moment and his eyes stayed glues to the door. A large smile broke across his face as it opened and Natasha beckoned him in.

"Sorry I kicked you out." You asked forgiveness that was quickly given as Clint made his way to your side. Your newborn baby girl sat on your breast and to Clint there was no greater sight.

"She's beautiful." He whispered as his left hand grazed her cheek. You smiled at him before tugging on the hem of his shirt. He got the hint and sat beside you, one arm around your shoulders and the other placed delicately around his daughter.

A/n: I'm having trouble writing the sequel to Good Enough so here is a Clint to hopefully calm your anger towards me.