A whole new world

(4) New Parents

Natasha POV

I walked down the streets of the town of Bel Air with 7 kids in tow on our way to what would become their new home. I was worrying about Steve, we both made the decision to take in this baby but i'm still very nervous. What the hell does a former Russian spy turned S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent know about raising a baby? Part of me is scared because to do this because i'm afraid i'll mess up a baby.

We arrive at the office building and I instruct the children where they can put their things and how the living arrangements are going to work.

"Anna, you can take cubicle number 1, Emily and Lucy take cubicle number 2. You'll all be right next to each other. You can each have one blanket for now. We'll wait for Steve to get back before we talk about food. If you have any problems or questions, feel free to ask." I handed them their blankets and showed them to their cubicles.

"Caiti and Jesse, you two can take cubicle 3. Here are your blankets. Logan, you take cubicle 4. Here's your blanket, all of you get situated. I'll be in the office over to the right behind the 1st door. If you need anything, just knock on the door and i'll come out." I told the kids and headed back to my room to get some rest and wait for Steve.

I sat in the office alone and drifted into a light sleep. Next thing i knew, it was Steve and I and a small strawberry blonde headed child running around the backyard in the green grass of our suburb home outside New York. We were happy and laughing, Steve called out to the child, Sarah, and she ran to him giddily and he lifted her up in the air and spun her around like an airplane. Sarah called out for her momma and i went to her, recognizing that the title belonged to myself. I laughed at the two of them and their playfulness. We hugged Sarah tight between us and I lifted my diamond clad hand to his cheek and pulled him in for a loving kiss.

I was awoken by the sound of Steve knocking and entering quietly with a sleeping child in his arms and about 4 shopping bags hanging from them. I stood up to greet them and looked Sarah happily suckling on a pacifier as she slept. I gave Steve this look that basically asked how things went.

"You have no idea. She would not stop screaming her head off. The woman who owns the store looked at me like i was crazy. Thankfully she helped me pick out all the stuff we need and got Sarah to quiet down by giving her this binky." He said quietly but noticeably frustrated. I noticed how cute i thought his frustration with child was and how sweet they looked, her cradled in his arms. My dream was a fantasy but maybe fantasies aren't so hard to achieve if you try hard enough.

"What are you smiling about?" Steve asks.

"Nothing, just admiring how adorable you two look." I look at Steve and he blushes red as a tomato.

"Do you want to hold her?" He asks and i nod warily.

"You'll be fine, i'll show you, here." He lifts the tiny baby and puts her in my arms, moving my hand so it supported her hand. He kept his hand there, over mine and we just watched Sarah continue to sleep amazed at how beautiful she is. I felt a tingling sensation in the pit of my stomach, almost like butterflies. I wonder if he felt it too...

"Isn't she beautiful? I never thought babies could be beautiful but she is." I look up and ask him.

"She sure is." He looks down at me and my eyes flutter to his lips for a split second. He must have noticed because he's leaning closer so I lean in further and his soft, supple lips join mine in a delicate kiss. His lips are smooth and plump with a hint of scratchiness that comes from his beard. We don't stop, in fact Steve gently pulls me closer keeping in mind the child resting in my arms and continues by licking my bottom lip. I let his tongue enter my mouth and sweetly entangle his tongue with mine. It was slow and gentle, loving but fierce. I couldn't get enough and it was dangerous. His kiss made me feel like I was a delicate flower he wanted to admire but not break. I was almost positive i was floating when i came back to reality and realized we should stop since we can't go any further. I pulled away and rested my forehead on his and taking in his scent and his hot breath still on me.