Third person point of view:

"Clint get up." Natasha said shaking him awake. Natasha was wearing one of Clint's S.H.I.E.L.D t-shirts because hers were getting too tight. Today was the day Clint and Natasha were going to find out the sex of the baby. If you knew Natasha well you could tell something was off about her figure and could probably guess that she was pregnant, but considering she was 18 weeks along she was still quite small. 

"Tasha I don't want to. It's so early." Clint whined.

"Fine I'll go to the ultrasound by myself then. I heard Fury might even make an appearance." Natasha said clearly annoyed.

"Oh shit! Today IS the ultrasound isn't it? I forgot! I'm up! Give me two minutes and I'll be down there!" Clint said scrambling to untangle himself from his blankets. Natasha only rolled her eyes and laughed while walking to look at the skyline from their window. In just under two minutes Clint was ready to go and had walked up behind Natasha to give her a hug. 

"You ready Tasha?" He whispered in her ear. 

"No. Not really. But the baby is coming no matter what, so we might as well find out what we are having, so we can be prepared."

"Everything is going to work out OK in the end Tasha. We got this."

"I don't know what I would do with out you Clint."

"Come on, let's go find out what we're having." Clint said with a laugh. The elevator ride down to the lab was short and they were greeted with Bruce's smiling face when they got off the lift. 

"Hey guys, you ready?" Bruce asked as soon as they stepped off. 

"I think so." Natasha said nervously. 

"Great. Come on lets get started." Bruce said excitedly. Bruce already had the ultrasound machine on and as soon as Natasha lifted her shirt up they got started.

"They baby is looking great. They are a tiny bit smaller than I would like, so Natasha you need to make sure you are eating more. I'm seeing a tiny bit of scaring around the outside edges of your womb that I haven't seen before, but that's nothing to be worried about. Other than that everything looks great."

"OK Bruce all of that is great, but what are we having?" Clint asked impatiently.

"Oh I'm not supposed to tell you guys." Bruce said like it was clear as day.

"Why can't you tell us Bruce?" Clint asked getting annoyed.

"Oh um uh. The others are throwing you a gender reveal party and I'm not supposed to tell you guys. You guys are going to find out at the party. It starts at 2:00 and Tony is flying us to the location." Bruce said embarrassed.

"Oh OK. I'm going to go talk to Pepper so I'll leave you two to chat." Natasha said hopping off the table. When the elevator closed Bruce had Jarvis send a pretyped text to the team who were anxiously awaiting to hear from him, at the store.

"Oh come on Bruce you can tell me. I wont tell Tasha, I promise."

"Sorry Clint I can't. Maria would kill me."

"Natasha there you are. So am I having a niece or a nephew?" Pepper asked when Natasha stepped out of the elevator.

"I don't know Pepper I get to find out at the party like everyone else."

"Ugh! I thought Bruce would tell you." 

"No he wouldn't, Clint tried to make him, but he didn't crack."

"Damn. Oh well. May I?" Pepper said asking for permission to feel the baby bump. "So, have you felt the baby move yet?"

"No, not yet at least, Bruce said it would probably be a few more weeks till I can feel the baby move because it's my first pregnancy."

"Oh I guess that makes sense. So, are you and Barton going to get married before the baby is born, or just wait? Because if you guys don't do it soon we are going to have a hard time taking wedding pictures. I mean if your still keeping the pregnancy a secret."

"Oh yeah. We don't really know, our life has been pretty crazy, so we haven't really talked about it. We've only really talked about arrangements for the baby and baby names."

"That is a very nice way to distract me from the question, so we'll finish talking about it later. What baby names have you guys picked out?"

"We are basically set if it's a boy. We only have two names picked out and we both favor one, so we are good there, but if it's a girl we aren't even close to picking a name."

"OK, so what are the boys names and your top five girls names?" 

"If it's a boy we are either naming him Philip Nicholas Barton, or Nicholas James Samuel Anthony Steven Bruce Philip Thor Barton." Natasha said blushing.

"OK. I love you but please don't name him after all the guys because whenever you get mad at him you are going to end up transposing the middle names and it would be too confusing."

"I know that's why we are leaning more towards Philip Nicholas to be less confusing. For girls we have at least one name decided on but we don't know if it's a first or a middle name."

"Alright give me the options."

"Clint wants to name her Natalia Peggy Romanoff but I don't want her to have my name sake. I like the name Catherine but Clint thinks it's too formal. My first choice for a name would probably be Amelia Peggy Barton. Amelia was the name of the first girl I killed in the Red Room I feel I need to honor her. Clint doesn't think it's a good idea though. He also likes the name Melinda."

"As in Melinda May, your guys' first SO, and Coulson's girlfriend?"

"The one in the same."

"I don't think May would like that very much." Pepper said with a smile

"I tried to tell him that, but he wouldn't listen. Another name I saw today that I like is Bridgette or Willow."

"Those are nice, but you know that if it's a girl it's probably going to look like a carbon copy of you, and if it's a boy he'll more than likely look exactly like Clint."

"No. My traits are recessive they told me that in the Red Room, they told me I'm an anomaly."

"Well they're wrong. Baby's always look like their parents. I mean Tony looks like Howard's twin, the same thing with Maria too."

"I'm so confused. All of this baby stuff goes way over my head. I don't get any of it. I mean I don't even know how to hold a baby." Natasha yelled, pulling her hair away of her face.

"Relax Natasha, we have plenty of time to learn. The baby isn't due for another four and a half months, but I figured this would happen, so I bought a couple of baby dolls for you and Clint to practice and train with." Pepper said pulling the boxes from the bag.

"Oh my god, thank you so much Pepper. I don't know what I would do with out you, or any of the guys for that matter."

"That is a scary thought, that I don't want to think about. Come on. Let's break out the dolls." Natasha and Pepper each set out to open a box. When the boxes were opened Natasha had grabbed hers by the arm and yanked it out of the box.

"OK. Now what?" Natasha asked Pepper.

"Um. Maybe we should work on the proper way to hold them first." Pepper said, placing the doll in Natasha's arms. "So first you wrap your arm under their body," Pepper said guiding Natasha's arm "now you take your other arm and wrap it over that one." Natasha's arm slipped and hit the doll in the face. "That's OK. Lets try it again, but this time put the head in the crook of your arm. There you go! See Natasha you're a natural." 

"Pepper how do you know how to do all of this stuff?"   

"Well when Tony got captured a few years ago, I was technically still his personal assistant, but he wasn't here so I had nothing to do during the day. One day when I was driving to the mansion I saw an orphanage that was looking for volunteers and I stopped by. There was a bunch of babies there, but there was this really young baby who had some health problems, he had just come in that day and he wasn't supposed to live very long so they didn't give him a name. I helped out with him for a few days and he started getting better so I named him after Tony, because I didn't think I was ever going to see him again. I had been helping out with him for a month when Rhodey calls me and tells me that they found Tony and they were bringing him home. I told the orphanage that I wouldn't be stopping by any more to look after Tony because I had to go back to work. The day Tony came home just before his plane landed, the orphanage called me and told me Tony had passed away. I learned everything I know from Tony. When I told Tony what happened, he donated a bunch of money to the orphanage and he made a tombstone for baby Tony in the yard of the Malibu house. He said it was a shrine for my protector while he was gone." Pepper said with tears rolling down her face. "Before I met baby Tony I didn't want kids, but now all I can think of is having kids with Tony and living a life with him."

"Oh my god Pepper, I'm so sorry. I didn't know."

"No. Natasha it's fine. It was a long time ago. That's why when I thought I was pregnant I was so excited, but baby Tony was why I was crying that day, and I felt so selfish for being happy when I knew about the Shadow protocol."

"Well what is in the past is in the past and we can't change it so we just move forward. I don't blame you for being happy when you thought you were pregnant, I mean who can? But I really need your help learning how to take care of a baby so can you show me?"

"Of course, I mean I'm not going to be called Auntie Pepper for nothing am I?" Pepper taught Natasha most of the basics fairly quickly and were working on how to change diapers when they didn't notice Tony walk in. 

"Well what is it we have here? Is this the Black Widow learning how to change diapers?" Tony asked when he saw the pair.

"Yes Stark it is. You know I am pregnant and am going to have a baby in less than five months right?"

"Yes, which is why I am taking you to your gender reveal party right now." 

"Tony I can't leave the compound. I am officially on lockdown."

"Don't worry I talked to Fury and I had to pull a couple of strings, but that doesn't matter because we are leaving, so get your stuff so we can go."

"What do you mean get my stuff? What stuff do I need?"

"I mean go change into something different, like a dress or something and then meet me in the kitchen with Clint. He has got some of your stuff."

"Jesus Tony! You aren't making any sense! Why the hell do I need to change and how are we going to leave the compound without being scene?"

"Don't worry Natasha. Tony and I figured it out, so don't worry. Let me go help you pick out something to wear." Pepper said translating for Natasha and diffusing the anger between Tony and Natasha.

"OK. Give me 15 minutes and I'll meet you in the kitchen with Clint." Natasha said more relaxed. As she walked by Tony she went on her tip-toes and kissed him on the cheek and whispered. "Thank you for all of this Tony, you didn't need to do any of it."

"Well of course I did, your like my little sister, and Maria made me do it." Tony said back. With a laugh Pepper and Natasha walked into the elevator and rode it to her room where they made a quick stop. After Natasha had changed into a short, light pink, sundress they met Clint in the kitchen with Tony. 

"Alright Tony so how am I supposed to walk outside and not be seen?"

"You aren't. We're taking the quinjet we won't be seen until we land at a secure location." Clint nodded but Natasha simply looked confused as she followed Tony. Tony went to the wall behind the and pressed his hand to a scanner and the wall opened up to reveal a hangar, with a quinjet waiting inside. 

"How long have you been saving this little surprise Stark?" Natasha asked.

"The team, well minus you guys, have been working on it for about a month now, just in case we needed a quick escape route, or something happened and someone needed an emergency evac." Tony said smugly.

"Well I guess this solves a lot of problems. Is everyone ready to go?" Natasha asked cautiously.

"Yes. Now come on you can't be late to your own gender reveal party, everyone is waiting on us." Tony said ushering the four into the quinjet. 

The plane ride was quiet with Tony and Pepper quietly talking in the cockpit and Natasha cuddled next to Clint in the back of the jet.

"So this is your last chance to change your bet. Still sticking with a boy?" Natasha teased him.

"Hmm oh uh. It really doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl."     

"Clint you OK? You seem really preoccupied, is something wrong?"

"What, no I'm just really excited, and oddly nervous."

"Why are you nervous, Clint? Whatever is wrong we can handle it. You just have to tell me. If it's another mission it's fine I promise. We have to do what we have to do, as long as your there for the birth it'll be fine."

"What no. It doesn't matter right now I promise." Clint said kissing the top of her head. "We'll talk tonight, OK?"

"Clint..."

"We're here guys. You ready?" Tony asked coming out of the cockpit. 

"Yeah. Come on Tasha." Clint said putting on his mask and pulling Natasha out of the jet.

When they stepped out of the plane they were in a field in the middle of nowhere there was one long row of tables set out in the field and off to the side was a giant black balloon. The four of them walked over to the tables and saw with closer detail how much work they put into make the setting perfect. The easel where everyone had taken bets on what the baby was going to be was set off on one side of the table, with the addition of Melinda May's name on the girls side. The place settings had hand-drawn pictures of either blue balloons and teddy bears or pink balloons and ballet slippers and had the names of the person who was sitting there and what they bet. At the head of the table were two chairs for Clint and Natasha. To Natasha's left was Maria then Pepper and Tony followed by Rhodey and Thor with the last seat on her side taken by Fury. On Clint's side of the table was Coulson and Melinda May next to Fury who was chatting with Bruce next to him. Steve and Bucky were next to them then Sam and Thor who rounded out Clint's side of the table. When Clint and Natasha walked up to the table the usual hugs were given out and everyone received one except for May who stayed firmly planted in her seat. 

While Coulson got his hug Natasha whispered in his ear "What did I do to piss May off this time?" 

"Oh you two need to have a conversation. She is really mad at you this time."

"Shit! I didn't tell her about the baby, did I?"

"Nope and you need to go smooth that over before the party gets started." Coulson said shoeing Natasha to go talk to May.

"Agent May, can we talk?" 

"Yes, let's go." May said walking over to a nearby tree.

"I'm sorry for not telling you that I was pregnant, so surprise I'm pregnant!" Natasha said trying to lighten the mood with humor.

"Not funny Natasha. Why didn't you tell me?" May asked sounding annoyed.

"No one is supposed to know about the baby. They're  being kept off of all S.H.I.E.L.D and Avenger files. I'm not even able to go to the hospital to have the baby, to make sure no one finds out, but that plan might be out the window because someone from Russia found me. I'm sorry May."

"I understand why now, but it doesn't mean it doesn't hurt. You know Fury had me erase your last three physicals and put you on administrative leave before I finally asked him what was going on. He told me it was classified, but when Phil got home I grilled him and he told me."

"May I'm sorry. I really am. I should have told you as soon as I found out. I'm sorry."

"Stop apologizing Natasha I understand and accept your apology. Now are we going to go find out if I'm having a niece or a nephew, or what?" May said walking back to the table.

"Technically since you and Phil are married you'd be grandma May."

"Oh now that's just cold Natasha." 

"What's cold?" Tony asked overhearing their conversation.

"Nothing Stark. Are we ready to get this party started or what? I want to actually find out what I'm having before I have the baby."

"Natasha you're so impatient. Sit down and relax while we all catch up." Maria said stalling. The party of fourteen sat and talked for about half an hour. Everything was going great until Fury brought up the wedding.

"So, when are you two getting married? I want to be able to put the pictures up in my house, so we need it to be soon."

"Dad, why are we bringing this up here? Today is supposed to be all about the baby." Natasha said trying to avoid the question.

"I know today is supposed to be all about the baby, but you guys are the baby's parents. So I would like to know when my daughter is going to get married and if I'm going to be able to put up wedding photos." Fury sassed.

"I would like to get married before the baby is born if it's possible. I want to give our child the most normal life available and I think getting married is a good way to do that." Clint said breaking the tension between Fury and Natasha. 

"That's an excellent idea Clint. Have you two picked a date yet? Because there is no way I am missing your guys'  get married."

"Dad, why are you pushing this so much? Clint and I have been more worried about the baby lately, so we haven't had time to talk about wedding plans." Natasha said trying to distract everyone from talking about the wedding.

"Nata..." Fury was cut off by Hill coming back to the table with Clint's bow.

"Alright you two, are you ready to find out what you're having?" Maria said rescuing Natasha. 

"Yes, so how are we going to do this?" Natasha said jumping up from her seat and pulling Clint with her.

"Well I was thinking..." Maria trailed off pulling Clint's bow and quiver from behind her back. "That Clint would go over there by the balloon and shoot it, so when he does colored powder shoots from it and we all learn what you're having."

"Maria that's an amazing idea." Clint said awestruck. 

"Hey don't sound so surprised, I have good ideas often."

"Ahh. You two stop bickering. There is no fighting going on today. Understand?" Pepper said as Clint opened his mouth to fire back at Maria. Natasha and Clint walked into the field filled with daises. When they were about a hundred feet away from the balloon they stopped and looked at each other. 

"You ready Tasha?"

"I've been ready for this since the beginning." Natasha said and leaned over and kissed him on the lips. 

"Well, here goes nothing." Clint said as he pulled the string on his bow back and let go. The others who were standing a couple of feet away couldn't tell Clint was shaking with nervousness. After he released, he grabbed Natasha's hand to watch as the arrow flew through the air and the pink colored smoke descended from the balloon.

"Natasha! It's a girl! We're having a baby girl!" Clint screamed as he picked Natasha up and spun her around. You could see the tears falling from both of their eyes as Clint put Natasha down and they kissed while the others cheered in the background.

"I'm having a baby girl! Clint! We made a baby girl! Our baby girl! We're having a baby girl!" Natasha yelled happily after they broke apart. The two hugged again and walked over to the others who were still cheering, including Fury who had tears rolling down his face.

"Congratulations you guys! You're having a baby girl! Are you excited?" Steve said meeting them first.

"I am beyond excited, I am over the moon right now." Natasha said wiping the happy tears from her eyes. "Damn hormones." Natasha whispered to which only Clint heard which made him burst out laughing. As everyone gave their congratulations the crowd dispersed to clean up until it was only Clint, Fury and Natasha left.

"Dad what's wrong?" Natasha asked noticing the tear stains on Fury's face.

"Not a damn thing." Fury said scooping the two of them into a hug.

"Fury what's gotten into you?" Clint asked startled by the sudden sign of affection.

"I just never thought that I would get to see this day. Or that you two get to have this day. I practically raised Clint since he turned 18 and you, Natasha, have turned into the daughter that I never knew I wanted along with Maria. I'm just happy that I get to see you two together and happy and to have a chance at a family. Which is something the two of you always wanted." Fury said unsure of himself for the first time.

"Thank you Nick, for everything, really. I mean with out you none of this would be possible. We wouldn't even be possible, let alone us having a baby. You gave us our first taste of a real family and we can't thank you enough for it." Clint said. 

"Well thank you Clint and this has all been very touching and emotional, but I need to get back to headquarters before they realize that I'm missing so I'll catch up with you two later." Fury said and walked off into a grove of trees where Phil and May were waiting. 

"What the hell has gotten into him?" Clint asked as Natasha and him walked back to the tables to help clean up. 

"Who the hell knows?" The group worked in silence to clean up the tables and load them into a second quinjet that was waiting. When the are was packed up the team loaded into the quinjets and took off. 

After the plane landed the group unloaded and went to their usual spots to unwind after a long day. Steve and Bucky went to their adjoining rooms along with Sam and Rhodey who went to their respective rooms. Pepper and Tony made their way up to the penthouse, Bruce made his way down to the lab. Maria followed Sam a few minutes later and Thor was summoned back to Asgard when he landed. Clint and Natasha made their way to their room and sat in silence for a while. Clint had started getting ready to go to sleep and was in the shower  when Natasha suddenly started breathing hard.

"I'm having a baby girl! I. Am. Having. A. Baby. Girl. Oh my god. Oh my god. I can't. I can't do this. I cant have a baby girl. I can't. They'll take her. They'll do what they did to me. They'll find her and turn her into a monster. They'll make her exactly like me. She'll be a carbon copy. They'll take her and I'll never see her again. She'll wind up exactly like me. I can't have that happen. I can't have a baby. Especially not a girl. I can't. I can't. What was I thinking? Why did I do this?" Natasha screamed in her head. Her eyes became wild and her breathing became more rapid, increasing her heartrate. Natasha was starting to slip into the flashbacks of what the Red Room had done to her, the torture she had been put through, the nights spent locked in her room handcuffed to the bed, the endless trips to the infirmary to undergo the experiments, and countless other horrors that had been done to her. 

Clint had walked out of the shower by then and noticed that something was wrong with Natasha and walked over."Natasha? Natasha? Are you in pain? Did something happen? What's wrong?" Clint asked trying to take her hand, but she recoiled at his touch. 

"Tasha talk to me. Tasha honey, breath. Do you need Bruce? I can go get him. Tasha you got to tell me what's wrong so I can fix it. Are you worried about the baby?" Clint said guiding her face to look at him. 

"I can't." Natasha whispered while shaking her head.

"You can't what honey? What can't you do?" 

"I can't have a girl. I cant have a baby girl. They'll take her just like they took me, and it'll be all my fault."

"Tasha honey, take a deep breath. I won't let that happen. Remember what I told you. I won't let anyone hurt the baby as long as I am alive."

"No you don't understand what they'll do! They will find her and take her and we will never see her again! They'll turn her into a monster like me. They'll torture her and if she isn't like me they'll kill her!"

"Natasha you aren't a monster. You're an avenger and a soon to be mother and wife and an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D and a million other amazing things, but you aren't a monster. You and I won't let anything happen to the baby. You're safe and so is the baby, no one will take you or her. We're safe."

"No we aren't they'll take her!" Natasha screamed while hysterically sobbing into Clint's shirt.

"Natasha. Look at me. I don't care who I will have to fight, who I have to kill to protect you and our daughter, but I will not let them take her. I won't have our chance at a life ripped away from us again by those barbarians. I won't let it happen. I love you too much and I love our daughter more than I ever thought I could. I won't let them take her, I won't let them take you again." Clint said passionately.

"Clint, I'm scared." 

"Then let's not worry about it. I won't let them take her and I know you wouldn't either. We have nothing to worry about Natasha. Let's just go to sleep." Clint said wrapping her in his arms and laying there with her until her breathing evened and she fell asleep.