Natasha

I am not having cold feet. I want this. I know this is for the best. I love him. I love Steve.

My mind was a mess, my legs shaky, as Laura, Maria and Wanda helped me dress. Since Clint was on house arrest, we had to get married in his lawn. All of them had decorated it so beautifully.

I wore a transformer skirt for the wedding, my hair were done up in a messy bun, with a few strands loose on my face.

"You look so beautiful, Nat" Wanda said, her eyes glistening with happiness and adoration.

I smiled at her. Our little princess, I could already imagine her getting dressed this way, someday in future, with Steve and Clint fighting to walk her down the aisle. Me and Laura dressing her up, Laura advising her, while I spoil her.

"I can't wait for the day when you, you get this day" I said cupping her cheek.

She blushed and took my hand in both of hers, "It will when it will, for now, its your special day"

Lila came running in, flaunting her dress.

"Come on auntie Nat, everyone is calling you" she said.

"Coming, princess " Laura told her.

"Ready? " she looked at me. I nodded. Yeah, I was. I was ready, I love Steve. Let's do this.

Clint and Fury walked in.

"Well, would you look at that. My daughter looks so pretty" Fury said.

I blushed, stepping forward to hold his arm. He kissed my forehead.

"I am so happy " he said.

"Me too " I said.

We walked out of the room and towards the aisle, where my perfect groom awaited me.

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(Timeline: Five years after infinity war)

I was inside the kitchen, trying to cook breakfast. Steve was too tired and still asleep. He was with Tony all night, helping him work on his project.

Five years, five years had passed since we lost our Wanda, Sam, Fury, since Steve lost his best friend, since Clint lost his family.. The world was reduced to half of its population, endless lives vanished, endless broken hearts.

"Mommy! " a melodious voice snapped me out of my trance.

I turned to face him, my precious little son, our bundle of joy.

"Yes, dear? " I asked, hiding the pain behind a smile. James walked towards me with his bag.

"Where are my color pencils? " he asked, innocently.

I sat down and kissed his forehead, "Where you left them last night, when you were coloring sweety"

He made an 'oops' with his mouth and I kissed his cheek, taking his hand, we walked into his room, to grab the color pencils from his little study table.

I glanced over at his siblings, they were still asleep. Thank fully.

I helped James pack his bag, then took him to the dining table and got his breakfast.

"Mommy? Did daddy come late yesterday? " he asked.

"Yes, sweety. You know you uncle Tony is trying hard to make things right " I told him.

"I hope he does. I want to meet my other uncles, and our sister Wanda" he said.

I nodded, painfully, trying to hide my tears.

When we had James, we named him after Barnes. It was decided even before he.. But when we had our second son, Steve refused to name him Samuel, or Nicholas. He said they were not dead, that they would return, and that we would name our son Anthony, because Tony doesn't use that name, like James, and he would not name his kids over his dead friends. He didn't make sense. I didn't protest.

But when he had our little daughter, Steve couldn't stop crying. He kept saying its our Wanda, our Wanda has returned, she's back. It was painful and beautiful at the same time.

But Tony convinced him, he promised our Wanda would return, we don't want two Wanda. And Tony named our daughter after Peggy Carter.

And Tony has been working on it, since the day we all returned, he is trying hard to make everything right, but he is stuck. He has no lead. He is going blind into this maze not knowing what should be done first.

Thor, Nebula, and Rocket left earth to find some answers, they returned every now and then, with nothing of value yet.

Everyone was suffering, and trying to come up with ways to undo this.

"Let's go champ" we heard Clint's voice and looked up.

"Uncle Clint" James jumped off the seat and head to his uncle.

"You alright? " he asked me, giving me a side hug.

"Yeah, I am.. But Steve.. He.. " I didn't have words.

"He'll come around, Ever since Tony recreated that memory, most of us have been suffering " he said.

I nodded. Tony had recreated the war of Wakanda using his technology, my memory was not that painful, I didn't see anyone vanish. I just remembered getting trapped in the soil. But Steve, he saw his best friend turn to dust. Thor saw the snap and couldn't do anything, rocket watched his groot die. And Tony, he was so miserable all the time, because he couldn't save Peter.

Clint didn't take part in it, he had nothing to remember, but he watched what happened and it hurt him.

"Bye, mommy" James kissed my cheek as Clint took him to playschool.

"Bye, darling " I kissed his cheeks and hugged him. He was the reason, Steve was still sane. Or else he would have lost himself to the bitter memories.

"Take care, Nat" Clint said.

"You too" I replied. He took James away and I entered my room, lying down beside Steve and hugging him. Praying everything would somehow, become normal again. But the hope was gone everyday, it had been five years and we couldn't do anything, what difference could a few more days, years make.

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OmG, five years have passed.
Romanogers have three kids❤
Would Tony be able to reverse the snap?
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