Natasha's heart ached, the pain, the guilt... She couldn't look at her stillborn daughter without feeling that it was her fault. "I should have stayed in the car." She thinks to herself multiple times. Natasha knew this was all too good to be true. The day she took that pregnancy test she just knew something bad was going to happen along the way. This was it, this was what she had feared. "You were too good anyways." She whispers to the baby in her arm, more tears fell down her cheeks. Bruce was god knows where now and the doctors were busy filling out papers and cleaning everything up. "Too good..." Natasha mumbles as she closes her eyes, continuing to hold her daughter in her arms. She wanted to be sure that somehow her baby knew how much love they have for her, even if she wasn't there to receive it. The room was quiet, with only light chatter from the doctors as they worked together to clean everything. Bruce sits out in the hallway, he couldn't go back in there. It ached, his heart ached. For months he craved to hold his baby, but now he would never get that chance. He wanted to hear them laugh, play and talk. He wanted to see them grow up, go to school, make friends and even start a family of their own someday. Now he won't get that, ever. What felt like years, but was only a handful minutes, Bruce finally gained enough courage to go in and see his wife and stillborn again. He stands up from the stair he was sitting in and took a deep breath. He walks to the door and places a hand on it as he thinks to himself, encouraging himself to go on. Bruce opens the door and looks over where Natasha was still holding their stillborn daughter. However, what he saw brought him into shock. "Natahsa?!" He shouts, "y-you're g-glowing! You're glowing!"
The doctors and nurses were just as scared, huddled together just Incase Natasha was going to try to attack them.
"What?" Natasha looks at Bruce then finally noticed. "Oh my gosh!" She shouts as she looks at her arms. "What's going on!" She looks at her daughter, she was glowing too... She glowed even brighter than Natasha in fact. The color was the same color as the soul stone Bruce had saw when Clint returned from Vormir. It was so bright yet so beautiful. Finally after a few long minutes, the glowing faded away for both girls. Natasha gasps as she looks at her baby. She wanted to scream, to cry... but not in fear, in excitement, in hope.
The small baby in her arm, who was confirmed to be dead at birth, was now breathing. Her chest rose and fell at a steady rate. Natasha moves to check her heart beat. It didn't skip a single beat and didn't show any sign of weakness. "Bruce! Bruce!" She shouts tearfully. "Her heart, she's breathing!!!" She screams. Bruce rushes over, looking at his daughter in hope.
"Miracles happen." He repeats in his head multiple times. "Miracles happen. Miracles happen. Miracles happen." He tears up as he sees her chest moving. "Oh my gosh." He starts to cry tears of joy, trying to wipe them away.
"Sweetie, are you there?" Natasha whispers to her daughter. "Sweetie." She speaks tearfully. Eventually the tiny baby started to move, letting out a whimper as she wanted to sleep. "I'm sorry little thing." Natasha watches her, "I'm very sorry." Bruce watches as well, eager to see her beautiful eyes for the first time.
The baby finally opened her eyes, squinting a little since the lights in the room were so bright. She whimpers again as she looks at Natasha, wondering if she could do anything. Bruce went to go see if he could dim the lightning in the room for her. "Bruce, you're going to miss it." Natasha tells him. Bruce found a way to dim the lights and rushed back over again.
"She's so beautiful Natasha." He smiles brightly. "So beautiful... clearly she got a few things from you."
"How do you know that?" Natasha laughs a little. The baby looked at Natasha when she laughed, she was confused how she did that and ended up giving her the signature death glare Natasha always threw around to her team members when they kissed her off. "Okay, maybe she does." She laughs again.
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Romance"Love is for children." Natasha Romanoff died a hero, but many still mourn her to their day. Bruce Banner can't seem to get over this huge loss of a friend, and a lover. Follow along as Bruce tries to find a way to accept this hug loss, at least tha...