I do not own any of the characters or settings, (apart from Abigail), throughout this story.
Natasha lay on the hospital bed, screaming.
"Whoever says child birth doesn't hurt was lying!" Pepper was right by her side.
"Nat, you can do this. You've done a lot harder things."
"No, I haven't!" Peppers eyes widened at the sight of a head.
"One more." The doctor was being incredibly calm.
"Ahhhhhhhh." Nat pushed one last time. Out of all the chaos, a little cry was heard.
"Congratulations. It's a girl." The doctor passed her a small baby, wrapped in a pink cloth.
"She's beautiful." Pepper marveled at the girl.
"Yes, she is." Nat held her baby close.
"Do we have a name?"
"No, not yet."
"OK. For now we'll call her Baby Romanoff."
"Baby Barton-Romanoff, if it's not too much trouble."
"Of course not."
"Speaking of, I'll go and get Clint."
"The whole team is." Pepper left the room and went to get him.
"Clint." She called."
"Do you want to meet your daughter." He smiled wildly.
"Congratulations, man." Tony hit him on the shoulder. Clint got out of his seat and rushed into the hospital room. He walked slowly over to Nat.
"Wanna' hold her?" Nat passed him the little girl, and he took her with open arms.
"Hey, baby girl." He looked down into her big blue eyes, which seemed to be staring straight back into his.
One week later, they got to bring baby, Abigail Samantha Barton-Romanoff home.