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upon-a-starry-night · 1 month

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Number Neighbors Pt.27

Natasha Romanoff x Fem! Reader

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Word Count: 1.2k

Summary: When you catch sight of the newest trend going around you know you’re all but bound to at least try it, it was harmless anyway. What could possibly stem from something so little?

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Nat’s been more than exhausted these past few weeks as she drafts up argument after argument that she can use against the government to justify why she and her fellow Avengers shouldn't be put on a leash. She knows it’s a long shot and she doesn’t have enough witness accounts or evidence yet but she’s been hearing about the crime rate spike through the rumor mill and she hopes that soon enough she’ll have enough to come back.

She can bring her family back and finally have you. If you’ll still have her after all of this is over. She knows you’d have every right to be mad but she hopes you’ll understand enough to at least let her take you on one date.

The rain pelts outside of her window as it has been for the last three days and she sighs as she lies back on her pull-out bed. If it were under different circumstances she might’ve been able to appreciate the break from the city and the pressure. Maybe she could even come back to these woods with Clint, or Wanda, or…You.

She’s working hard to make sure her family is safe, yes, but she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t working this hard to also see you again. To finally know what it feels like to hold you, to run her fingers through your hair, and hear you laugh again. The thought of you has been the only thing that’s brought her comfort these past few weeks.

Her computer dings with an email and she shoots up immediately, grabbing the shiny object from the side table next to her and pulling it onto her lap. She wasn’t expecting any emails while she was out here and her mind jumped to the worst-case scenario: they’d found her location.

The email is from an unknown sender which only makes her more uneasy and she’s more frustrated than anything that she’ll have to find a new place to hide when she recognizes the encrypted link hidden in the email's coding.

It was a website Clint had created just for the two of them to communicate in case there was ever a situation similar to this. She’s afraid to admit just how comforting it was to hear from someone close to her after weeks of no contact. She quickly opens the website and reads the messages.

Clint-

Hey Natty, hope you’re having fun wherever you’ve parked that trailer of yours, Tony’s been a real pain in the butt but we’re trying to negotiate some better terms with some government officials. I know you’re probably working on a solution of your own but I’ve got to at least pretend like I contribute to this group-

She snorts at the self-jab, knowing her fellow Avenger couldn’t care less about the insults people say about him being the least skilled Avenger. She always admired that about him.

Clint-

Anyway, your phone’s been blowing up. I think Tony is getting suspicious so I took it and hid it in my room. I think you’re gonna be in deep shit with your girlfriend when you get back haha.

I attached the voicemails you’ve been getting, I didn’t listen to them but I saw who they were from. Thought they might be important.

Nat’s heart pounded as she stared at the attached files, there were at least 30 voicemails from you varying in different lengths and part of her was scared to open them. There was no doubt a few of them were just you yelling at her but even then she’d missed the sound of your voice so much that she’d take your irritation over anything else.

She hesitates over the first voicemail with her cursor but clicks it before she can sike herself out. There’s a little bit of silence and she wonders if you’re going to talk before she hears a small sniffle and her heart breaks. She swore to herself she’d never make you cry and now she’d failed, the sound of your quiet crying echoing throughout her trailer only amplifying her defeat.

It's another thirty seconds before your voice finally breaks through. It’s rough and raw and she can tell you’d probably been crying for a while.

“Nat? Where did you go? Why’d you leave? Listen- we don’t have to meet if you don’t want to. We can keep texting forever just don’t ghost me like this. Please.” It’s short and by how broken your last word sounded she can tell you were probably thrown into another fit of sobs after you ended the message.

Nat doesn’t know what to do with herself, her body feels frozen and her heart won’t stop sinking further into her stomach. She’s never heard you sound so unsure of yourself before and it tears her apart that she’s the one who made you that way. It takes her a few minutes to muster up the courage to click on another one.

“What kind of person just says ‘I’m sorry?’ I deserve a better explanation than that! You couldn’t have at least lied to me about going to save baby animals in Africa where there’s no cell service? At least then when you stopped responding I could’ve felt better!” She’s not surprised that you’re mad at her, you deserve to be, but it doesn’t stop the guilt from gnawing at her chest when she hears how irked you are.

The next few are similar in the fact that they’re either angry or spoken through tears but they slowly begin transitioning into something else. Eventually, you stop talking about her leaving and start talking about yourself. What you did that day, what you’re making for dinner, the cat you’ve been visiting at the cat cafe. There’s still a hint of sadness in your tone but she can tell the calls are a form of therapy for you. A way for Nat to be there when she’s not really there.

She wants to be there. She wants to be the one you’re talking about your day with, wants to cook you dinner while you sit on the counter and visit the cat cafe with you. It hurts that she can’t do that and as she’s listening she feels her eyes burn with tears. She refuses to let them fall. She’s not the one who gets to cry in this scenario and yet her eyes refuse to give up their unshed tears.

There’s one last voicemail from a day ago and she clicks on it expecting it to be like the others but much to her surprise you’re talking about her again.

“I think I’m mad because I can’t even bring myself to hate you for it. I know you’ve probably got some shit going on. I understand that, trust me. But- I don't know you could’ve… maybe it’s too much of me to ask you to fill me in on the situation- or let me know when you’d be back… Is this goodbye?”

Your static voice rings out into the silence and Nat hates how you sound. Reserved- almost accepting. Like you’ve convinced yourself she’s never going to respond again and she hates it. She hates that she made you so insecure that you think she isn't spending every hour thinking of you and how to get back to you.

The sound of your voice fills her with even more determination as she begins redrafting her court argument. She was going to come back to you, you just had to wait for her a little longer.

Pt.28

A/n: Aww Nat :( ~ Starry

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Decisions, Chapter 8 - Eyes of the Father

Summary: The fight between the different Avengers over Bucky upsets Lacey but her emotions are tempered by a phone call.

Length: 4 K

Characters: Lacey, Clint, Laura, Steve, Bucky, OMC Agent Jones.

Warnings: none

Author notes: Set during and after Avengers: Civil War. Told from Lacey’s POV.

<<Chapter 7

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As Lacey was out on the tractor moving some deadwood trees she noticed Laura and Clint on the porch of their home. It looked like they were having an argument which was unusual because they were so attuned to each other they rarely raised their voices when disagreeing. She hopped off and unhitched the chain that dragged the dead tree, then rode the tractor to the barn. As she drove past the other two they lowered their voices and watched her park the ancient vehicle. She came out of the barn and stared at both of them.

"What's going on?" she asked.

"Clint found something out and I think he should tell you," said Laura. "He thinks it's need to know and you don't need to know yet.”

Lacey turned her gaze on him until he finally swore. "They found Bucky," he said. "In Bucharest, Romania, like we thought. The authorities have accused him of bombing a UN meeting in Vienna that killed 12 and injured 70. He's been taken into custody and they're transporting him to the Joint Counter Terrorist Centre in Berlin. They're connected to the CIA, so you know how this is going to go down."

"You're thinking death penalty, aren't you?" she asked steadily.

"Yeah," he admitted. "They'll go through the motions of giving him a psychiatric assessment and assign him a lawyer but they've been itching to throw the book at him ever since they found out the Winter Soldier's identity. I'm sorry."

"Have you heard from Steve or Tony?" she asked.

"That's the thing," said Clint. "Steve went to warn him and try to get him to give himself up to him. They ended up in a pretty intense fight with the elite squad that was sent. No deaths but Bucky hurt quite a few of them. Steve and Sam are both in custody. Tony wants them to support the CIA taking Bucky."

"What?" asked Lacey, upset. "When did Tony start believing them?"

"Since Secretary Ross threatened to prosecute Steve and Sam for helping Bucky," replied Clint. "Tony thinks he's walking a middle line, being reasonable. I don't think Steve agrees with him on this. Neither do I for that matter. It all boils down to these Sokovia Accords and how they're being used."

There was the sound of a baby crying and both Lacey and Laura tilted their heads listening. "That's mine," said Lacey, checking her watch. "He's probably hungry."

She turned around and went up to her room where 8 month old Tommy was crying. Picking him up she held him closely, then checked his diaper. It was wet so she changed him first before sitting down in the rocking chair, lifting her T-shirt up and helping him latch on. She offered him her fingers to hold and he grasped them firmly as he nursed hungrily. She had wondered if all babies were this hungry or just this one but Laura assured her all three of her children were voracious feeders until they began eating solids. It just hadn't happened with Tommy yet, even though he had been taking solids for several months. With her free hand she turned on the TV in her room and found a news alert on all the channels. The Winter Soldier had been activated while in custody, went on a rampage, then escaped. It was believed Captain America/ Steve Rogers and Sam Wilson were helping him. The authorities were looking for all three. It had just gone from bad to worse. She carried Tommy in her arms as she came down the stairs to see Clint and Laura watching the same news reports.

"They'll shoot him on sight now, won't they?" she asked openly.

"It doesn't look good," agreed Clint, whose cell phone went off at that moment.

Looking at the call display, he answered it while walking outside. Laura kept looking at him through the window, her face concerned, until he walked back in. His face was set in grim determination and she knew he had made an important decision.

"How soon?" asked Laura.

"Right away," he replied. "Lacey, that was Sam. Bucky was triggered by the UN psychiatrist sent to assess him. They think he was a HYDRA mole that set up the Vienna bombing. Bucky was knocked out while fighting with Steve but when he came to he remembered the man asked about a set of winter soldiers still in hibernation in Siberia. They think he's gone to activate them. They want my help to get out of Germany. There are a couple of other people I need to get first then I'm going to help them. We're going after the doctor."

"Won't that put you in jeopardy if you're caught?" she asked.

"Wouldn't be the first time," he replied, looking intently at Laura. "Tell the kids I'm sorry about the water skiing. Now I have to go break Wanda out of the compound."

He and Laura went to their bedroom leaving Lacey in the living room holding Tommy, feeling helpless. He came down in his gear, walked out to the barn, then exited carrying his bow and arrows. They followed him out to a second barn which he opened to reveal a quinjet. Lacey looked at him with amazement.

"Permanent loan," he joked.

After kissing Laura firmly he got into the quinjet and started it up while the two women went out into the farmyard. Slowly he guided it out of the structure then raised it up into the air before applying the throttle. Lacey put her arms around Laura's shoulders and the two women bent their heads together.

"I wondered how long it would take for him to leave retirement," admitted Laura.

They both went about their farm duties, then made dinner for the kids. As expected they were disappointed about their dad having to leave but it wasn't the first time it had happened. The following morning Tommy woke up at his usual time and as Lacey fed him she turned the TV on. There was another special report on TV about the Avengers fighting amongst themselves at the Leipzig airport. Holding Tommy she opened the door and called to Laura who was feeding Nathaniel in her room. She brought him into Lacey's room and they watched together as they fed their boys.

"This isn't good," Lacey said to Laura. "It's going to split the team apart completely."

Laura watched intently then looked stricken at Lacey. "They're changing their tactics," she said. "Clint said they were all going to try to get out of there but it looks like they're taking on more of the fight to give Steve and Bucky the opportunity to escape. It could mean they're expecting to be arrested."

Sure enough, as soon as Steve and Bucky escaped in the quinjet the other Avengers who had sided with them were taken into custody. Laura phoned a number on her phone and by the sound of it the person who answered was Nick Fury. It was hard listening to a one-sided phone conversation but when Laura hung up she wasn't as upset as she had been.

"Fury will do what he can," said Laura.

They heard nothing until the next day when Fury confirmed that Clint, Sam, Wanda and a man unknown to them named Scott Lang had been placed into custody in an ultra secure facility called The Raft. Fury admitted there wasn't much he could do for them while they were in that facility. He also told them Natasha had helped Steve and Bucky escape. Authorities were looking for her.

"Looks like we'll have to wait this out," said Laura, after hanging up.

Although Laura refused to show anything but a positive face to her older two children Lacey knew how worried she was when she heard a knock on her door while she was nursing Tommy later that night.

"Come in," she said, to the door opening and Laura entering. "Are you okay?"

"No," she replied, her voice strained. "Can I cry in here? The kids won't hear me. I can't keep it in any longer."

"Go for it," said Lacey, who was almost finished. "Get under the covers, pull them over your head and let it rip."

Tommy was almost asleep so Lacey stopped feeding him, put him in the cradle and moved it to her bathroom, closing the door. Then she got on top of the bed and put her arm around Laura. As soon as she did the tears began to flow. She held her friend, stroking her hair and just being there for her. Laura cried for some time then composed herself, blew her nose and hugged Lacey.

"Thank you," she whispered. "I had to get it out somehow. I'll be alright now. I'm glad you were here."

"Hey, you've been here for me this whole time," replied Lacey. "I owe so much more to you."

They hugged and Laura left for her own room. Lacey got under the covers, breathing deeply to centre herself. Then she remembered something and went to the bathroom, opening the door. Tommy was still asleep in his cradle.

"Sorry, little man," she whispered. "Let's bring you back out here."

She sat looking at him, gently touching his dark hair. His face was so beautiful and she could see the rapid eye movement behind his eyelids.

"What's going through your mind right now?" she asked him softly.

He gave a little laugh in his sleep and she smiled. No matter what happened to his dad she would always be there for him. Always.

The sound of her phone on vibrate wakened Lacey and she looked at the call display. It was Steve. She answered it quickly.

"You know it's barely sunrise here," she said by way of greeting.

"I could always phone back," said a voice she hadn't heard for so long.

"Bucky?" she questioned, her voice trembling. She was fully awake now. "Is it really you?"

"Yeah, it's me," he confirmed. "I had it all set up in my head what I would say to you and now I find my mind has gone blank."

"Where are you?" she asked.

"Someplace safe," he replied. "They're going to treat me. I lost my titanium arm when Stark blasted it off so they're going to remove what's left of it and maybe give me a new one. They're also going to find a way to get HYDRA out of my head. I'll have to go into cryostasis until they figure it out so you won't hear from me for a while. That's why I wanted to talk to you now."

"Did Steve tell you anything?" she asked hesitantly.

"About the baby? Yeah, Steve told me." His voice sounded like he was ready to cry. "I wish I had known. I would have come back for you and made it right. He's really my son."

It was said as a statement not a question. "He looks just like you and he's such a good baby," replied Lacey. "I didn't know who else to turn to when I approached Steve."

"You did good," he said warmly. "Steve's family. He wants to talk to you so I'll give him his phone. Will you wait for me? I never did find anyone else and I hope we have something worth waiting for, especially now."

"As long as it takes," she replied enthusiastically. "I never found anyone either. Those eyes captured me from the start. You call me when you can. Oh, and Bucky? I got your letter. Thank you for that."

"The CIA has your book that I took from you and the one I bought," he said hesitantly. "Sorry for losing them. Hopefully they don't come looking for you."

"I'm in a safe location," she replied. "Don't worry about the books. Just be safe."

She felt a joy in her that made her feel giddy inside. When Steve started talking to her she had to ask him to repeat what he said.

"I'm going underground," he said. "This might be the last you hear from me for a while. But I have the location of where Clint and the others are. I'll get them out. There's a good chance Clint can make a deal for house arrest. He'll be stuck on the farm but he'll be with his family."

"Steve, why did Tony blast Bucky's arm off?" asked Lacey.

There was a long pause. "Bucky killed Tony's parents when he was the Winter Soldier," he replied. "Zemo had traffic cam footage. It sent Tony into a rage. Bucky and I had to team up and fight him together to stop him. I don't think he'll come after you but if he shows up at the farm he probably won't be friendly."

"So much hurt," commented Lacey. "The Avengers are finished then?"

"For now," answered Steve. "I sent him an olive branch but it will be up to him to accept it."

"You told Bucky about the baby," she stated.

"Yeah," he admitted, and she could picture him looking down as he answered. "It was important for him to know the truth and now he has something to come home to."

"Not if the CIA has their way," said Lacey. "They want him dead."

"Well, they're complicit in his captivity and torture," he replied. "Those HYDRA files Natasha released? The man who framed Bucky was able to crack the encryption on a number of them. The CIA knew about him in the late 1940s, early 1950s. They knew and did nothing to rescue him because they had aspirations for their own Winter Soldier program, soldiers they could control, unlike me. Fury knows a very good lawyer who has agreed to represent Bucky. He thinks he can get Bucky a pardon."

Lacey couldn't help it as a sob escaped her throat, then another and another. Her cries were loud enough to wake Tommy and he started to cry. She put the phone on speaker as she lifted Tommy out of the cradle trying to soothe him and herself at the same time. Bucky's voice came back on.

"Is that the baby crying?" he asked. "Is he okay?"

"He's fine," replied Lacey, opening her nightgown to nurse Tommy. "He's just hungry, always hungry this one."

"That might be the super soldier in him," said Bucky. "We need a lot of calories to function. Give him lots of bottles."

"No bottle for this baby, it's Mommy and solid foods," replied Lacey. "Every four hours, like clockwork."

"I'll bet you look beautiful nursing him," said Bucky wistfully. "I wish I was there right now."

"My phone has video capability," said Lacey. "Next time you call use the video call on your end."

"He will," said Steve, interrupting. "Look, tell Laura that I'll get Clint home. You take care of yourself and Tommy. Somehow Bucky will come back to you, I promise."

"Okay, goodbye Steve, goodbye Bucky," said Lacey softly. "You take care of yourselves as well."

She hung up and looked lovingly at Tommy. "That was your Dad," she said. "He knows about you and he wants us to be a family." Tommy smiled at her as he nursed. "You like that, don't you? I don't know when he can come home but I'll tell you everything I know about him. Then he won't be a stranger to you when he does finally return."

When Lacey heard Laura get up she told her about the phone call and what Steve said. It was hard to temper their expectations but they did, working the farm together. About ten days after the phone call a large black SUV drove up to the farm and FBI Agent Jones stepped out from the driver's seat. Lacey could barely disguise her hostility but he wasn't there just to see her. He opened the passenger door of the SUV and Clint stepped out. Both men walked to where Lacey and Laura were sitting on the steps holding their babies.

"Hi honey, I'm home," said Clint, smiling in that understated way he had. "I'm retired for good this time." He lifted the cuff of his pant leg revealing an ankle monitor. "Agent Jones of the FBI is the only one who knows about the farm and will come looking if I step outside a 10 mile radius from it. It means I can still pick up your mail Lacey."

She glared at the agent and Jones looked frustrated. "I'm not your enemy, Lacey," he said. "I suspected you had other reasons for asking for the Avengers help and I can see by that little guy exactly what that was. I'm not judging. Take a walk with me, please."

Clint nodded his agreement and Lacey stood up, still carrying Tommy. She and Agent Jones walked towards a small hill that overlooked most of the farm's crop land.

"How come you are on Clint's file?" she asked. "You were based in Delaware."

"I got transferred," he replied. "We closed your file. The Russians don't seem to be as interested in you anymore. All the same, if you can keep a low profile, which isn't easy considering your book is selling well, I would be happier. I received a phone call from a Nick Fury, very persuasive man, who suggested I keep an eye on Clint and you at the same time. He sent me a digital file with some decrypted HYDRA files on it. Those HYDRA files prove that the CIA left Barnes in the hands of an enemy willingly. As far as I'm concerned they're the guilty party in most of this. Barnes was a victim and I truly hope he gets the help he needs."

She stopped and looked at him almost in disbelief. "You're on Bucky's side now?" she asked.

"Although I was looking for Barnes as a law man there was a lot about him that didn't add up," he admitted. "The CIA painted him as this monster who was out of control. Yet he spent time with you, helping you with your repairs, then took on four very dangerous Russian heavies without killing them. Until he was framed for the Vienna bombing there was no sign of him, no word of him hurting or killing anyone. That didn't seem like a killer out of control. It did seem like a man rejecting his past and trying to be better."

"Do you know where he is?" asked Lacey.

"I have an idea," replied Jones. "Truthfully there isn't any place here in the States that can treat him for what HYDRA did to him. The brainwashing is so deeply embedded it will require some new thinking to treat it. There is one place in the world that may, just may, have that technology. Wakanda. Prince T'Challa was all for hunting Barnes down and killing him himself in retaliation for the death of his father. Then he suddenly appeared with another man, a Colonel Zemo, and said he was the man who set up Barnes. I suspect he feels guilty about how he viewed Barnes and he wants to make amends."

"Then you know more than I do," replied Lacey, at first wondering if she should say more. "I heard from Bucky. He wouldn't tell me where he was. Old habits die hard, I guess. He did say they were going to treat him for the HYDRA brainwashing, and replace his arm."

"Good," said Jones bluntly. "It's a beginning anyways. As for you and this little guy, no one will hear about him from me. He looks just like Barnes, doesn't he?"

Jones tickled Tommy under his chin and the little boy giggled, making the FBI agent smile. They walked back to where Clint was holding Nathaniel.

"I'll come out to see you on an irregular basis," said Jones. "If you have to go outside of the 10 mile radius for any reason call me and I will escort you. Otherwise enjoy your retirement."

"Agent Jones?" called Lacey, remembering one more thing. "Did you ever find out if there was a leak at your end? You know, about the flash drive?"

"Yeah, there was," replied the agent. "The same person who ordered me to bug your home. He owed money to the Russian mob, got in over his head during an underground poker game. One of the Russian heavies recognized him and I saw it on his face. We checked him out and found the evidence. Thanks to you we found an informant for the Russian mafia high up in the FBI."

He returned to his vehicle and left. Laura looked at Clint. "Lacey had a phone call from Bucky," she said. "Steve told him about the baby."

"Good," said Clint. "He's a good fighter and he handled himself well."

"But what did you think of him?" asked his wife.

"He's okay?" asked Clint. "It's not like I was able to have a long conversation with him." The two women giggled and he looked exasperated at first then shook his head. "I'm going to shower and change. Then you can tell me everything you know and I'll tell you everything I know."

When Clint came back he held Nathaniel while he described everything that happened at Leipzig Airport, including the serious injury suffered by Colonel Rhodes. He briefly described being imprisoned on the Raft, refusing to go too much into detail about how they were treated there. Then he described how Steve Rogers broke into the prison and released them, transporting them to a safe location.

"Scott Lang, a new guy from San Francisco, also turned himself in and agreed to house arrest," said Clint. "He has a little girl and didn't want to miss out on her growing up. Wanda has gone into hiding. Sam and Steve went underground. I can't believe Prince T'Challa gave sanctuary to Barnes. He blamed Barnes for his father's death until they found out that Zemo set him up."

"Bucky wouldn't say if he was in Wakanda," said Lacey, "but he said that he would be treated for the activation words."

"Still have a thing for him?" asked Clint.

"He said if he had known about Tommy he would have returned right away and made it right," replied Lacey. "To a 1940s guy that means marrying me, right?" Clint nodded, smiling. "He asked me to wait for him, so we could find out if we do have something. I said I would."

"It could be a long time," cautioned Clint.

"I know," replied Lacey, touching Tommy's hair. "Agent Jones figured the Wakandans have to invent a whole new process to treat him. Who knows how long it will take?"

"Well, I'm out of it now," said Clint, kissing Nathaniel on the head. "My life is here, for good." Laura put a hand on his. "You're still welcome to stay with us, Lacey. I think Laura and I kind of got used to having you around."

"Thanks," she replied. "It does feel like home here. I think when Bucky and I do figure out our relationship I'll buy a farm. The life has kind of grown on me." She lifted Tommy up in the air. "You like it here, don't you, little man?"

Both Clint and Laura smiled kindly at her and Tommy as he squealed. His squeals set Nathaniel off and the two boys found an audience for their antics. Laura went into the house and brought out a blanket for the two babies to lie on. Nathaniel was already crawling and Tommy watched him intently as he laid on his back. Rolling over he tried several times to raise himself onto his hands and knees. When he finally did then stood up immediately both Clint and Laura expressed surprise but for Lacey it was confirmation that Tommy was special. He had super soldier blood and that meant a whole new level of protection would be needed for him. Until Bucky could be with them it would have to come from a bunch of Avengers that were scattered to the winds. At least here on the farm he was isolated and for now that would have to do.

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