Well everyone it pains me to say this but the journey that is this story has come to an end! Words can't express how grateful I am for all of your support and words of encouragement with this story. Honestly when I first started writing this story two and half years ago I had no idea what it would become and that being said please note that the "epilogue" was actually written two years ago because as I've said this story was originally only supposed to be thirty chapters in length so the writing style of this chapter might be noticeable different but I hope you are all satisfied with how I ended this story. I'll miss writing these characters as I love them so much and I do have some other story ideas burning a hole in my mind so maybe one day I'll re-visit them. So once again thank you and take care!

"Thank you for getting Phil out of here for a little while. It's been such a crazy couple of months he deserves a little break." Clint murmured as he felt the movement of someone joining him on the bed and the familiar smell of perfume could only mean one person.

"Of course, I hope he didn't put up to much of a fight with Jasper." Natasha remarked as she stretched out.

"I didn't actually give him much of a choice in the matter."

"And?" Natasha asked, knowing that there was no way Phil would leave Clint's side that easily.

"And I promised to not get out of this bed for any unnecessary reason." Clint replied as he shifted a bit to try and get more comfortable. "Of course with how tired I feel right now that is a promise I can easily keep. I can't remember the last time I got more than a few hours of sleep."

"These two are more active than Tasha I take it."

"Sure seems like it. Of course while one is sleeping the other is moving around so unlike with Tasha I don't get a break which is saying something as it seemed like there were some days when she never stopped moving."

"I remember those days, you were pretty cranky without all your needed beauty sleep." Natasha chuckled lightly as Clint glared at her. "I have to say you're doing much better this time around."

"Being forced into early bed rest within the first few months of this pregnancy sure helped, but don't let anyone know I said that."

"Of course, your secret is safe with me." Natasha replied as she patted Clint's arm. "Do you remember the day we first met?"

"Like I could ever forget that day." Clint smiled at the memory. "What has you thinking back to those days?"

"Tony was asking me how we met and I didn't see a reason why not to tell him." Natasha shrugged slightly before continuing. "It just got me thinking of where my life would have lead if I hadn't met you. I mean, who would have thought we'd end up where we are now."

"Well let me tell you, I never thought I'd live long enough to see thirty, let alone be married with a kid and two more on the way." Clint paused before continuing. "Meeting you changed my life for the better, I hope you know that."

"I know, it was the same for me." Natasha replied. "So have you and Phil settled on names yet?"

"Well you know Phil and I agreed that if it was okay with Steve we could name one of the boys after him."

"There is no way Steve would say no to that."

"No he didn't. He was very flattered and honored and was quickly rubbing it into Tony's face." Clint smiled at the memory. "Tony brings out another side of Steve that I don't think he even knew he had."

"Tony brings out a new side in everyone I think." Natasha replied with a laugh.

"Isn't that just the truth." Clint replied as he chuckled lightly.

"And what about my other godson?"

"This was an easy decision as we both agreed we wanted to name all our children after someone who mattered to us so the other boy will be named Jacob after Phil's grandfather. Colonel Coulson took Phil in when his mom passed away when he was thirteen."

"Steve and Jacob." Natasha tested the names before turning her head to study Clint. "So who should I be calling first, Dr. Michaels or Phil?"

"Have I ever told you how annoying that is?" Clint huffed out before answering. "Call the Doc first as he's the furthest away and after you talk to Phil maybe give Helen a call and see if she's free to watch Tasha. The guys left hours ago and who knows how much they've had to drink."

"I'm just saying that Anthony is a very strong name and you and Clint should really consider using it."

"Anthony Barton-Coulson doesn't have a very nice ring to it. Plus there would be the fact the kid's initials would be ABC." Jasper commented as he narrowly dodged the arm Tony had swept out to make his point.

"I agree with Jasper, besides Steve Barton-Coulson is a very strong sounding name." Steve agreed with a smirk as Tony shot him a glare.

"Well promise me you two will think about it for the next round of kids." Tony said as he turned to face Phil.

"Next round?" Phil nearly choked on his drink.

"You and Clint both seem like the type to want a ton of children, so yes next round. Speaking of rounds." Tony said as he flagged down their waitress. "We should have a round of shots in celebration."

"What are we celebrating?" Eric asked.

"Whatever we want, it's honestly just an excuse to have more shots." Tony responded as the shots were handed out.

"How about the arrival of my boys." Phil said as he pocketed his cell phone and quickly downed a shot before stealing another. "Tony, how fast can Happy get us back to the Tower?"

"Pretty damn fast." Tony grinned as he downed his shot. "Come on boys, time to go and greet the newest members of the team. Now Phil it's not too late to change your mind on the names."

"Sorry Tony but were aren't naming one of the boys Anthony but how would you feel being known as Uncle Tony?"

"I'd be honoured."

Many years later…

Clint let out a deep breath before knocking on the bedroom door before him. His baby girl was on the other side getting ready for her first date and he still wasn't sure how he felt about that.

"Come in."

"Hey sweetie, how goes it?" Clint asked as he walked into the room.

"Besides the fact that I have nothing to wear and can't braid my hair to save my life, I'm fantastic." Tasha replied, as she tossed her brush down on the desk in frustration.

"Well I'm afraid I can't help you in the wardrobe department but I can help you with your hair." Clint smiled as he came up behind his daughter and held out a hand.

"Thanks Daddy." Tasha smiled as she passed the brush to him.

Clint brushed out the few tangles before starting to french braid his daughter's long blonde hair. "You know your Godmother may be out of the country but I happen to know that she isn't doing anything pressing at the moment, why don't you send her a text and ask her what you should wear." Clint paused to pull his phone from his back pocket. "Better make sure you use mine though, just in case."

"Good idea." Tasha smiled as she took the phone and quickly typed up and sent the message. Settling her hands in her lap, Tasha took the time to study her Dad in the mirror.

"What's on your mind baby girl?"

"I was just wondering how you felt before you went on your first date with Dad."

"Honestly?" Clint glanced into the mirror and met his daughter's eyes. "I was absolutely terrified. Which at the time seemed silly as your Dad and I had been working with each other for well over a year and had been seeing each other in a… non-traditional sense for over five months but all the same this date was the start to an actually relationship and what made me so terrified was that I would somehow do or say something to screw it up before it even started. But all of that changed when I opened the door and saw him standing there and I just… well I just knew, there would never be anyone else for me but him."

"So me being scared out of my mind that this could all end badly is normal then?" Tasha asked as she glanced down at the phone as an incoming message appeared.

"Tasha, its perfect normal. You and Danny have known each other since you were four and you grew up practically in each other's back pockets. Besides your Dad and I, there is nobody else who knows or understands you better than him. But Godson or not I will hurt him if he hurts you and that would be after your Dad was through with him."

"Thank you." Tasha smiled as she jumped up and pulled her dad in for a hug. "I love you."

"I love you too sweet pea." Clint smiled as he held is daughter close. Hearing the doorbell followed by the screaming of the youngest two in the family had Clint pulling away. "Looks like Danny is early. So you get dressed and just take your time. I'll go down and make sure your Dad doesn't threaten him too badly. Also sweetie, make sure you have your taser in your purse because you know your Dad will ask you about it and he won't let you leave this house if you don't have it."

"Oh brother." Tasha rolled her eyes but knew that would be the scenario if didn't have the taser and that would be too embarrassing for words.

"You know he only does this because he loves you." Clint told her before leaving the room and rushing towards the living room to hopefully reach Phil before he got to the more creative threats and scared Tasha's date away.

"Clint, where did we stash that unregistered gun we accidently brought home after that bank heist last month?"

"In the lock box under your desk in the study." Clint replied as he finished putting the last of Jack and Laura's toys away. Not registering what Phil had asked him until he was walking towards the laundry room. Dropping what he had in his arms, Clint quickly rushed towards the study and walked in just as Phil was loading the weapon in question. "Philip Coulson, what the hell are you doing?"

"I managed to trace Tasha's and Danny's location through the GPS on her cell phone." Phil replied as finished loading the gun and double checking the safety. "Now I'm going to go hunt down the little bastard and put a bullet in his kneecap, maybe in both."

"What on earth did Danny do?"

"He touched our little girl, that's what." Phil growled as he pulled a folded piece of paper from his back pocket and shoved it into Clint's hands. "I found this on Tasha's bedroom floor."

"Phil, I'm sure that Danny is being nothing but a gentleman on this date and Tasha wouldn't let him touch her if she didn't want him to you know that. Besides Tasha will be turning sixteen soon…"

"Exactly, she's only fifteen! All the more reason to shoot the bastard."

Phil was fast but Clint was faster. Slamming the study door shut, Clint leaned against it as he studied his husband, wondering what had come over the man. "Okay, you're not leaving this apartment until you explain to me exactly what is going on."

"Look at what you're holding in your hands, it's clear as day what's going on." Phil replied as he spun to begin pacing the room.

Preparing himself for the worst, Clint quickly unfolded the piece of paper and in one quick glance realized what was going on. "Oh Phil."

"I know, that bastard got our baby girl pregnant." Phil said as he rushed to Clint's side, ready to console his husband.

"Phil honey, this isn't Tasha's." Clint let out a deep breath before continuing. "It's mine."

"Yours…" Phil trailed off. "What do you mean… are you sure?"

"I've suspected for a few days now that I might be pregnant but didn't want to say anything in case I was wrong and part of me was afraid." Clint paused for a moment as he moved away from the door. "I finally went to Bruce this morning and asked if he could run the tests for me and as you can see by the results he confirmed what I already knew. I was actually going to surprise you with the news over dinner tonight."

"Oh wow." Phil was stunned as he leaned back against the desk, finally laying the gun down. "We're having another baby. That's… wow… six kids we are going to be the parents of six kids."

"I know this is a bit of a shock. I figured we were done after Steve and Jacob and then we had Laura and Jack and now…" Clint trailed off as he moved to Phil's side. "A part of me can't help but think of the baby we lost, the one who never had a chance and what if the world just wasn't ready for him or her just yet but it is now? I mean, I know that sounds silly but I can't help but think that."

"No, it sounds exactly right." Phil smiled as he pulled Clint into his arms but pulling back as he heard the sound of laughter coming from the other man. "What is it?"

"I'm just remembering the crazed look on your face as you were loading that gun." Clint replied as he continued to chuckle.

Phil winced slightly. "How about we don't tell anybody about this little incident, especially Jasper and Eric. I don't think they'd take it well knowing I was threatening to shoot their only son."

"It will be our little secret." Clint replied as he leaned in for another kiss.

"And our daughter most defiantly can't hear about this if she ever did Tasha would accuse me of being over protective again." Phil muttered as he tightened his hold on Clint.

"Well babe, I hate to break it to you but you are over protective but that's just one of the many things I love about you. Though maybe on the next date Tasha has with Danny she could leave the taser at home. Both of them are quiet capable of taking care of themselves without getting a weapon involved and I know Tasha would like to live some of her teenage life as a normal girl."

"Nothing about our lives have ever been normal."

"I know but for her sake I would like her to experience it, even if it's just for a little while."

"So following them on their next date is out of the question?"


"I'm kidding, besides we don't even know if there will be a second date." Phil muttered as he began trailing kisses on the other man.

"Yes we do, those two have a deep love for each even though they are too young to realize it yet. Danny looks at our baby the same way you've looked at me all these years." Clint sighed. "But they have years of discovery before them so for now don't worry about it. Right now just think of the fact that for the next couple of hours for the first time in what seems like forever we have this place to ourselves."

"Your right." Phil smiled as he quickly lifted Clint into his arms and moved over to the desk and set him down. "We should spend the time re-doing our favorite moments together. This isn't my office at SHIELD but it has the desk and this time it won't be followed by an awkward lecture from Fury."

Clint smirked and then moved closer to the edge of the desk. "I do love how you think Phil Coulson."

"That's not the only thing you love about me."

"No, it's not." Clint smiled softly as wrapped his arms around Phil. "We've sure had our share of up and downs and I'm glad it was you I had by my side for every moment of it."

"There is nowhere else I'd rather be then by your side." Phil said softly. "I love you Clint."

"I love you too Phil." Clint replied before pulling Phil in for a kiss.