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You always come and get me (Part 2)

Created: 22.07.2022

Finished: 05.08.2022

Edited: 25.09.2023

Age: 3

Word count: 3,083

Warnings: Guns, Blood, Death, Violence, Illness, Knives

Request: No

AU: Mafia

Part 1

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*One week later*

Natasha sighed as she looked at the thermometer in her hand.

"What is it saying, Nat?" Clint, her best friend, asked concerned

"She has a fever." Natasha explained, turning her attention back to you "Don't worry, angel. Mama will take care of you and you'll be better in no time." She smiled before kissing your forehead

The soft contact of her lips with your forehead only made her frown deeper feeling how much you were burning up.

"Mama... Head hurts." You cried while you slightly shivered

"I know, baby. Mama has already given you something to make it better." Natasha stroked your head "Why don't you try and take a nap for Mama? I promise that when you'll wake up, you'll feel a lot better."

Your tiny body only had enough energy left to nod then you closed your eyes and instantly fell asleep.

Natasha looked at you with tears in her eyes.

She hates so much to see you in pain and not be able to take it all away in an instant. All she wants is for you to be healthy, happy, and safe.

"Mama will be here to take care of you, baby. I promise I won't leave your side." The woman whispered as she put a wet cloth on your forehead that Clint handed to her

She looked around to room and saw 3 of her most trusted men and close friends waiting for orders from her. Clint, Steve, and Bucky decided to stay up the entire night if needed to help your mama take care of you.

—

Clint approached Natasha and put his hand on her shoulder "Don't worry, Nat. She'll get better really quickly. Kids get sick all the time. Trust me. I have three." He smiled slightly and squeezed her shoulder as a way to reassure the concerned mother that everything would be okay

Natasha only nodded and looked back at you "I think she was so scared after everything that happened last week that she got sick. My poor little baby..."

"We won't let that happen again." Steve declared

"I hope so." She sighed "Thank you, Steve."

Steve nodded and took his place back next to Bucky, guarding the door.

—

About 15 minutes of silence later, a knock on the door was heard all across the room.

"Who's there?" Bucky asked in a deep and scary voice

"Stark..." Tony shouted with a bored voice from the other side of the door, the fact that he rolled his eyes at the same time as he answered was very evident even without seeing his face

Natasha nodded at Bucky and the man opened the door, allowing Tony to enter.

"What is so important that couldn't wait till my daughter was feeling better, Stark?" Natasha looked at Tony but remained seated on your bed next to you

Tony held up some files "I need you to sign some papers for me, Romanoff. No need to be like this."

Natasha took the files from Tony and started reading them before signing "And what am I like, Stark?" She asked absentmindedly while signing the papers

"Just so worried about your kid." Tony chuckled "We have important businesses and yet you let everything aside for a child. You have to focus on your work more. Why is she so important to you anyway?! You can always just go around and have more kids."

Natasha closed the file in her hand with a loud and scary bang, making Tony take a step backward as he realized that he accidentally just summoned the Devil itself.

"What did you just say, Stark?" Natasha spitted out as she got angrier and angrier with each passing second

"That you can always go around, have fun, and make another kid if this one dies." Tony was starting to lose confidence with every word he said "It's not like right now you know who's your baby's daddy. Really? Which one of them is?" He pointed in between Bucky and Steve "The guy with a metal arm or the guy that seems to never age but it's older than all of us?"

Natasha gestured for Clint to take her place as she put the files from her lap to her side and got up.

Clint happily complained and took your mother's place.

"Steve? James?" Natasha pointed her head towards Tony

In a blink of an eye, both Bucky and Steve were holding Tony in place, each by one arm.

"One, it's none of your business who is the father of my daughter. She doesn't need one." Natasha took out a knife from her back pocket and pointed it at Tony "And two, do you really want to know why this child is so important to me?"

Tony nodded scared, eyes fixed on the knife that was closely pointed to his neck.

Natasha looked him in the eyes "Then let me tell you a little story that happened a long time ago."

~~~~~

January 6, 1993

Natasha had just turned 8 years old a month ago and her life was as normal and happy as it could be.

Little Natasha was happy. She had two loving parents who provided her with everything she could need or wanted. She had a few friends and nothing could have prepared her for what was about to happen.

—

"Mama, where are we going?" Little Natasha asked her mother as she got inside their car

"We're going on a little trip, my love." Her mother smiled at her but the panic in her voice was evident "Papa had some problems at work and we need to move with him to another place for a short time but we'll come back."

Natasha nodded as she got comfortable in the backseat.

"Ivan, hurry up. I think I can see them." Her mother looked outside the window of the car with fear written all over her face

Ivan, her father, was quick in driving away and leading them as far as he could from their home.

He was a well-known doctor and scientist and before he married Natasha's mom, he worked for one of the most dangerous gangs there was. But he escaped, formed a family, and lived a normal life.

But now the people he worked for found him and wanted him dead.

—

"My dear Natalia, don't worry. We are just going to have a family vacation. There is nothing to worry about." Ivan reassured his daughter

But before Natasha had time to answer her dad, Ivan was forced to hit the brakes, and the only thing she remembers it's her being dragged out of the car while her mother screamed at someone to let her daughter go.

Natasha was thrown in the snow, in a small and dark alley.

Her mom was fast in helping Natasha up and hugging her tight "You're okay, my baby. We'll get out of this."

Natasha looked around them only to see armed men surrounding her and her parents.

"Ivan Romanova, our boss says 'hello'." One of the men stepped forward

He was a tall man, muscular and the big scar that went all across his face made little Natasha hide her face in her mom's chest.

"If your boss was so brave as he thinks he is, he would have been here. But instead, he's hiding like a coward and sent his monkeys to do the job." Ivan almost shouted, but deep inside, he was scared for his wife's and daughter's lives

"Don't worry, doctor. He'll be here in a few minutes. The snow it's responsible for his late arrival but he will be here." The same man as before explained

On cue, a long black car pulled up next to them on the road.

One of the men rushed and opened the door for another older man.

—

Natasha will never be able to ever forget his face. That face was going to haunt her nightmares for the rest of her life.

"General Dreykov." The scary man with the scar announced as he bowed in front of the other man

Dreykov was at that time not exactly an old man but he did look to be in his early 50s, his short dark brown hair was hard to be seen under all the grey hairs that were showing, the white snow and the darkness of the night. He was a short man indeed and little Natasha thought that even her mother was taller than that man that had a robust body construction.

Ah! And the glasses. Let's not forget the glasses.

The glasses had a black frame that matched the clothes he was wearing.

—

Natasha shivered, but she wasn't sure if it was because of the cold or because of the look Dreykov gave her when he laid eyes on her.

"Doctor Romanova." Dreykov laughed "It's great to see you again. I see you had built a beautiful family in the time we were apart."

Dreykov looked at Natasha from head to toe with a smirk on his face then proceeded to do the same with her mom.

Natasha was pushed by her mother behind her so she wouldn't be in sight.

"It's okay, my little Natty." Her mom whispered as she stroked Natasha's long red hair with one hand "It will be okay."

"My wife and daughter have nothing to do with the problems that we have. Let them go!" Ivan firmly told Dreykov

"Oh, dear Ivan. For the smartest scientist there is, you're quite dumb." Dreykov laughed before his face turned emotionless "You really thought you could run away from me, start a new life, and have a family without any consequences? I'm going to make you pay through them."

"No!" Ivan shouted "They are innocent. My daughter, it's still very little and my wife had no idea I worked for you. I wasn't proud of my past as your main scientist who did all of the work for your sick experiments. You're crazy! And you're obsessed with girls. The little ones especially. This is an illness and you should go get help!"

Dreykov was not looking offended at all by Ivan's words. It was exactly the opposite. He found it funny.

"I came here to offer you a deal, Ivan. Come work for me again and your family lives." Dreykov proposed

"Never! You're a monster!" Ivan yelled

"Kill the girl." Dreykov pointed to Natasha

It all happened too fast for any of them to understand what was happening.

Natasha only remembers her mom's scream and a gunshot. Next thing she knows, her mother is lying on the ground with blood surrounding her and a hole in her chest.

Little Natasha dropped to her knees and took her mom's hand in hers.

"Mama..." Natasha cried with tears streaming down her face

"It's okay." The woman smiled weakly "My beloved Natalia. Always remember that Mama loves you so much. Keep being the same smart, brave, kind, and beautiful girl I know. Keep being yourself."

These were the last words Natasha ever heard from her mom before the life in the woman's eyes faded away and her eyes closed. Her chest settled and if there wouldn't have been blood all around her, anyone who would have seen the young mother lying there would have thought she was just sleeping.

Ivan let out a full pain scream and launched himself at Dreykov with his fists clenched in hopes of killing the man who took his wife away from him, only for him to be the one who was killed.

That was the end for Ivan.

He collapsed next to his wife with a bullet hole in his head.

—

Poor Natasha just looked at her parents' bodies lying in the snow, that was slowly turning red, and cried.

She was an orphan and alone in the world now.

"Don't worry, little one. You'll follow them very soon." The scary man with the scar explained as he took a knife out of his pocket and kept getting closer to her

Natasha doesn't remember for sure what happened after she heard his words.

The only thing she knows is that the world turned black for her.

~~~~~

"My mother was only 27 years old when they killed her." Natasha looked with tears in her eyes at Tony "After that they stabbed me and left me on that alley to die."

Natasha lifted her shirt only to reveal an ugly scar on her lower abdomen.

"Dreykov left that night thinking he had killed all of us but what he didn't know was that Nick rescued me. He took me to a hospital where I spent a whole month there recovering. He saved my life and then offered me a home and the opportunity to be what I am today." Natasha explained "Thanks to him and Clint, who had been my protector while I grew up. He is like my brother."

The room was silent. Only your little whimpers were heard from time to time but other than that, only silence.

"And you know why Y/N is so important to me, you ignorant piece of shit?" Natasha looked down at the scar on her abdomen as she gently traced it with her thumb then moved to touch the stretch marks that she so proudly wore "Because when I woke up from the surgery, the doctors told Nick I will never be able to conceive a baby thanks to how deep the stab wound was. It had permanently damaged my reproductive organs. I was officially declared infertile and unable to conceive and carry a child that could have been mine."

Tony opened his mouth to say something but Natasha beat him to it.

"Don't you fucking dare say a word till I'm done talking." She threatened and if looks could kill, Tony would have been long dead

Tony nodded and gulped.

"And, yes. I did have fun the night I conceived my daughter because I wanted to forget about the fact that I could never become a mother even if it was just for a short time. I started the night with my favorite drink: vodka. Then 2 bottles of vodka, one of whiskey, and one of wine later, I dragged to bed the first man who tried to help me get safely to my room and slept with him. I think your pigeon brain can understand now why we hadn't used protection." Natasha sighed relifed "And thank God, we didn't. Otherwise, my little miracle wouldn't have arrived in my life."

Natasha smiled as she mentioned you then put her poker face back on.

"I had to get a complete sterilization after her birth because the pregnancy with her had been extremely risky due to my health problems and it wasn't safe to keep those things inside of me anymore. I just care that my little angel is here in my arms right now. There's no other child for me than her." The woman put the knife back in her pocket "And if you wonder what happened to Dreykov, just know I sought revenge. I killed him and the rest of his gang. It didn't made the pain easier but it was something I had to do for my mama in the first place and then for my papa too."

Natasha turned around, picked the files up, and handed them to Tony "All signed up." She added with a smirk "Now get the fuck out of here before I make James and Steve make you regret you were born."

Tony nodded rapidly, any word he could say died on his tongue before coming out.

"Mama..." You mumbled in your sleep

That was it for Natasha. As if nothing happened she returned next to your side and started comforting you "Mama is here baby. Mama's here."

You slightly opened your eyes and forced a small smile for your mom.

Of course, she returned it.

"Papa..." You called out in Bucky's and Steve's direction

To Tony's surprise, none of the men answered to you but he knew Natasha wouldn't have allowed them to do it in his presence.

So he left with the weight of Natasha's story on his shoulders and one unanswered question.

Your papa quickly knelt next to your bed and stroked your hair once he made sure that Tony was far enough.

"Papa's here." He reassured you with a soft smile

Natasha kissed the top of your head and breathed in your smell. She thought that if heaven had a scent it would be yours.

There weren't enough words in the world to express how much she loves you and what you mean to her. You are her precious little angel.

And after years of thinking and asking herself why the woman who gave her life took that bullet for her, Natasha can finally understand her own mother.

The love a person can have for their baby it's infinite and if she would ever be in her mother's place, Natasha would jump without a second thought in front of you to protect you from that bullet or any other thing. She wanted the best for you even if that best meant her death just like what happened in her case.

But for now, she was thankful that she could avoid bad things from happening. She'll make sure you'll never have to witness what she had to see as a child and you'll never have to go through the same physical and emotional pain as her.

It's true. Pain does make you stronger but Natasha sometimes wishes that she didn't have to go through as much pain as she did. The only thing keeping her human is you.

"My beloved Y/N." Natasha whispered with a smile as she looked at you sleeping "Always remember that mama loves you so much."

—

In the morning, thanks to Natasha's care and affection you were feeling a lot more better, and in the next 2 days you were feeling as energic as before.

Although your mom didn't allow you to get out of bed for the entire week even though you were no longer sick, she had bought you tons of new toys and she played with you, spending some good quality time together.

No matter what happened in her dark past, Natasha knew that her future was bright as long as you were in it because you were her future.

She lived for you and you only.

You are a gift sent from above for Natasha.

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