Natasha X Female Reader –

"Baby blanket?" You ask staring at your list of things you would need when your little bundle of joy would arrive.

"Check," Your wife Natasha replies as she slides the baby blanket into the suitcase.

"Uh, change of clothes for me and you?" You ask, and she nods searching the suitcase to double check. You feel your baby kick and you smile as you reach out to gently touch your stomach your hand bobbing up and down at each and every kick. "He's really active today." You say making Natasha's face light up.

"He's getting tired of being cooped up." Natasha adds as she reaches out to feel the kick with you.

"At least he's kicking my stomach and not my bladder." You add causing the both of you to recall when you were at Avengers tower in an important meeting and your little bundle of sunshine decided to kick you just right making you pee down your legs. Your face turned red at the memory. Natasha bites her lips to keep from laughing and you narrow your eyes at her.

"What? it was funny." She answers making you roll your eyes.

"Maybe it was for you. You weren't the one who was in the middle of her briefing when sir kicks-a-lot decided you should piss yourself." You add reaching up to rub your forehead.

"That's true." She answers reaching out to take your hand in hers. "I'm sorry I laughed."

"You're forgiven." You reply gripping her hand as a slight wave of pain flows through your body making you slightly uncomfortable. It must have shown on your face cause Natasha's eyes instantly widen.

"Are you okay?! Is it time?!" She asks worry and excitement feeling her eyes.

"I'm okay, just a little uncomfortable, and a little hungry. Do you mind going down the street to get me something from that little bakery? I would kill for a cannoli."

"That won't be necessary. I'll get Barnes to sit with you while I'm gone." She replies reaching into her pocket to pull out her cell phone.

"You do realize I am capable of being by myself, right?"

"I know Hun, but It'll make me feel better if you aren't. Especially being this close to go time." Natasha argues, and you give in.

"Alright. Give him a call." You concede reaching back to push yourself off the couch.

"What are you doing?" She questions making you roll your eyes.

"Natasha, I love you; but can I just go to the bathroom by myself. Please?"

"Oh yeah, sorry."

"Thanks," You reply letting out a heavy sigh. You were so ready for this all to be over with. It wasn't that you weren't happy that you were pregnant. You were ecstatic; but you could only take so much. As you walk down the hallway you hear Natasha call out that Bucky was on his way down and you wave in acknowledgement. Reaching the bathroom, you close the door and let out a heavy sigh. This fucking watermelon you were carrying around was really starting to get on your nerves. You missed your old figure. You missed being able to see your feet. Even sleeping was a bitch. All that meant nothing though when you saw the excitement and happiness in Natasha's eyes.

The two of you had met through work and after a push from your coworkers you had given in and started dating her. A few months of heaven later and you were in a wedding dress standing at the alter with Natasha next to you her bright smile chasing away all your fears. Soon after the two of you were married you had talked about adding onto your family. That was when you learned that Natasha could never have any children of her own. Seeing the pain in her eyes you had offered to carry the baby.

Of course, there was the problem of who was going to be the sperm donor. After months of searching throughout all the sperm banks and fertility clinics you just couldn't stand the thought of putting some strangers seed inside you. The thought alone gave you the creeps. After a night of heavy drinking your best friend, had offered his own in place of some strangers. At first you weren't so sure. You were worried about how Natasha and the rest of your friends would react but after sitting down with him and her they had come to an agreement.

He would give his sperm so that you and Natasha could start your family on one condition, he was able to stay nearby and be an uncle and godfather to the baby. Natasha must have been too excited at the thought of finally being able to have a big family that she agreed without question. So, after a few more months of grueling treatment you were pregnant and well on your way to having a happy and healthy baby. Whatever appointments Natasha couldn't make, due to her work, Bucky would fill in for her and record he whole thing so that she wouldn't miss anything.

Now here you were, your due date only a day or two away and you were ready for it to be over. You loved Natasha, but her hovering and constant worry was driving you insane. She was constantly on you for what you could and couldn't do. It was like living with your parents all over again. After taking care of your business you flush the toilet and moving over to the sink wash your hands before a knock on the bathroom door causes you to jolt in shock.

"Buck?" You ask as you try to calm your racing heart.

"Yeah, you okay?" He replies, and you let out a heavy sigh before drying your hands and opening the door.

"I was before you almost gave me a heart attack."

"Sorry, I thought it'd be better than just appearing out of nowhere."

"You're probably right." You reply as your best friend holds his hand out to you.

"Would you like a little help?" He asks, and you shake your head.

"Thank you, but I got this." You reply as you gently touch his arm before walking past him into the living room as another wave of pain hits you, causing you to double over as you clench your stomach. "Son of a bitch!"

"You okay?" He asks arms instantly reaching out to you.

"Yeah, just a little bit of pain." You answer breathlessly. "Can you help me to the couch? I really wanna put my feet up."

"Sure doll," He replies, and you roll your eyes at the nickname. Bucky gently wraps his metal arm around your waist and uses it to lift you slightly off your feet, so he can lead you back to the couch. Reaching it he slowly lowers you into your spot. "You want something to drink?"

"I'd love a drink. Can you bring me a bottle of water from the fridge?" You ask, and he nods instantly heading off to the kitchen. Pulling your phone up you decide that maybe you ought to start timing these pains. It was early, but babies had been known to come a few days early. As the next one hits and passes you instantly turn on the timer. "Okay little man, if you're ready to make an entrance, let mommy know okay?"

"You sure you okay?" Bucky asks as he sits down beside you and twists the cap of your water bottle off before handing it to you.

"Yeah, just think I might be going into labor." You answer nonchalantly making his eyes widen.

"What?!" He exclaims making you smile.

"Don't get too excited, the contractions are nowhere near where they need to be."

"Where do they need to be?"

"Uh, about every two to four minutes. Then I could go at any time. So, my wife better get here with my cannoli. Cause labor can take hours and if I don't get any food in me I will start killing people." You add, and he chuckles.

"I can see that happening. I'll call her, you keep timing them."

"I got it." You reply as he leaves the room to call Natasha. While he's gone you quietly sip at your water as you continue to time your contractions. They suddenly start to get faster and your body instantly starts to fill with both worry and excitement. That is until your water breaks. "JAMES!" You yell out making him run into the room. "Where's Nat, my water broke!" As if to answer your question Natasha bursts through the door a bag which held your cannoli in her hand her eyes wide and breathing rushed. "Babe, it's time."

"What are you waiting for Natasha? Help me get her to the car!" Bucky says pulling Natasha out of her head. She instantly rushes over to your side and grabbing your arm helps support you.

"You know, I'm kind of having second thoughts about all this now." You say as a contraction hits you just right making you stop in your tracks and buckle your knees.

"It's okay, remember your Lamaze." Natasha says, and you groan in annoyance.

"This might be a bad time to tell you that I didn't go to that huh," You say making her face turn red.

"And why the hell not?" Natasha asks helping you stand back upright.

"I don't like strangers, you know that. Especially not ones who think they know better than I do." You reply making her glare at Bucky. "Don't get pissy with him, it was my decision."

"Can we just talk about this later. Let's get you to the hospital." Natasha adds, and you nod.

They quickly rush you out of the apartment, into the car, and to the hospital. After eight hours of intense labor, to which you were unable to have an epidural, your little bundle of joy came into the world kicking and screaming. They take him from you to momentarily to do some tests and clean him up before they hand him to Natasha. You smile brightly as she showers your child with the affection she had never had when she was a child. "You did good." Bucky says gently smoothing the hair from your face.

"Thanks Buck," You reply tears of happiness and exhaustion falling down your cheeks.

"Let's get momma and baby settled into their room. Do the two of you have any clothes you' like to put him in?" The nurse asks, and you nod. You look around for the suitcase and upon not seeing it you let out a hearty laugh.

"What's so funny?" Natasha asks, and you shake your head.

"Hunny, I think you got so excited you left the bag at home." You answer making her face turn red with embarrassment. "This is too funny."

"It was an accident okay. I was a little preoccupied." She replies motioning to you and the baby. "Why didn't James grab it?"

"Hey, don't push this off on me. I was already freaking out enough." You smile as the two of them try to blame the other. Natasha hands you the baby as the Doctor kicks the two of them out of the room.

Smiling down at your newborn baby boy you say, "Hey little man, you know, you've got the best family in the world. Your mommy Natasha is the greatest woman in the world. She'll love you unconditionally for all your life. No matter what you do she will always be in your corner. Your uncle Buck, he's a little crazy but I have no doubt that he'll be there for you no matter what." You gently kiss his forehead before adding, "And me, I'll never let you go a day without telling you how much you mean to me. I love you, Cayde. You're our little miracle."