XIX. MY DRUG IS MY BABY

Natasha Romanoff was in love, there was no doubt about that. With all the chaos of the holidays, she had Amara break away from it occasionally.

Currently, Amara was braiding nat's hair, both of them getting lost in the movie currently playing on the screen. The tree was glowing behind them, the snow falling out the window. It was a relaxing night.

Until the phone rang.

It was Fury on the phone, Amara had an urgent mission. She said nothing and began packing. It was an important mission, a solo mission in Mexico. She'd be gone for a week, and hopefully, she wouldn't come home with bullet wounds as Natasha did.

Natasha wished that the world could go on and let them relax for a minute, but the world would never stop for two people, much less a lesbian couple. They both knew that the world would not be kind to them.

"Baby?" Natasha says as Amara grabs her bag.

"Yeah?" Amara asks, sitting on the arm of Nat's chair.

"Can't you just blow off the mission? Find someone else to do it?"

"Fury wants me to do it, it's a week." Natasha chews on her lip before standing up.

"You had a mission last week, I'm calling Fury." She picked up the phone, telling Fury what she thought. Minutes pass of Natasha talking to him, a smile spread across her face. "Thank you, Fury, Have a nice night- yeah, yeah, bye." Natasha turns to Amara. "You'll be taking Romanoff when we get married right? Because-"

"God, I love you so much," Amara says, kissing her. After a moment, she broke away, stepping back from her girlfriend.

"Yeah, I love me too," Natasha says, breathless. "But you're pretty great too," She whispers, inching closer to Amara. "actually, I think you don't know how crazy you make me," She flirts, grabbing Amara's hips and kissing her.

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"Hey Clint," Amara says, answering her phone in the morning. "it's seven AM, you and I made a deal not to call me before 10 on my off days, which thanks to Natasha is now until January 4."

"I need a favor," Clint says. "you're good with women right?"

"I am not having this conversation with you at 7 AM Clint, I'm going back to sleep. Call me when I've had my coffee and slept more, Bye," She says, rubbing her eyes.

"How much-"

"Stop and think about your question before you ask it please,"

"But-"

"Bye Clint," She says, pressing the red button on her cell. She sighs and lays her head back down, but gets pulled back by Natasha who wraps her in her arms.

It was mornings like this that Natasha would always miss if Amara was gone. Natasha was madly in love, and there was nothing, nobody who could get in the way of her love. Natasha loved Amara more than she thought she could ever love a person. Amara was her everything, and if someone took her away-

"Baby?" Amara asks quietly, brushing her cheek with her fingers. The contact sends shivers down Nat's spine and makes her heart sail.

"Yeah?"

"What do you have planned for us today?"

"Absolutely nothing."

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The two spies had Christmas with Clint and Laura. Copper was good, he's a sweet boy who loves his auntie, Amara. It was about a week after Clint had called her.

Natasha was not jealous at all (Totally). Amara would be using this as a tactic for a while into the future.

"You know," Laura says. "He only likes seems to like me and Clint, so don't be discouraged." Amara was playing with Cooper on the floor while Nat sulked on the couch. Amara would rub it in Nat's face too, she'd stick her tongue out at Natasha.

Amara had to go to the bathroom, so she handed Cooper to Natasha. When she came back he'd fallen asleep in her arms. Now it was time for Amara to be jealous. She really wished that she was the one asleep in Natasha's arms.

Clint took the baby, and they began chatting. They caught up with each other, talking about Laura's work over coffee and pie.

Dinner had been amazing and the two spies were lucky as hell to share it with friends. Neither of their family lives had been any good, so they created their own family here at the farm. As it snowed outside, the four (five if you counted Cooper), were nestled in.

Amara had her head on Natasha's chest as she played with her girlfriend's red hair. Clint had his head on Laura, who was running her hands through his hair and fiddling with his hearing aid. They were all exhausted, and Christmas was almost over.

Luckily, they had quite an important mission for New years.

And it might include a familiar face.

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This is very much a filler chapter but meh, The real action will happen in the next chapter. This chapter was short, but the next one makes up for it.

See you in the next one,

Eden