My Little Light || Natasha Romanoff x Oc daughter oneshots

Memories

Eventually though, they reached their destination. The memorial to remember the events of 2012.

The memorial where the avengers first gathered.

At first, Alena didn't quite get where they were. Even though she had been been 15 at the time of the events, she had no clear memory of the whole thing. (Again, timelines do not add up, she's literally 13 while the blip happened so this doesn't make any fucking sense but anywayssss)

It was only when she saw the memorial itself did it click. This was the place where she fought side by side with her Mom, the place where she could feel her Mom's presence.

,,Look, I know this isn't easy and all that, but I thought I'd bring you"

Clint began explaining, seemingly just appearing out of nowhere.

Alenas head snapped towards him, her blue eyes starting to get glossy.

,,I also know it sounds a little weird, but I come where whenever I feel like talking to your mom. I feel her presence and it's almost like therapy ... just less expensive"

The archer continued, his sentence finishing with a small chuckle.

Alena looked down to her feet, then up again.

She knew exactly what he meant.

,,So, you just stand here and ... and look at her name?"

The redhead inquired, her own voice now growing shakier by the second.

Clint shook his head no.

,,I uh, I take out my hearing aids and I talk to her. In ... in complete silence"

He admitted, his eyes now getting glossy.

Alena nodded once more. She found this to be a very good way to cope.

,,So we ... we could do that now?"

She suggested, beginning to fidget with her hands.

Clint gave a nod, before removing his hearing aids.

Alena was on her own. She knew that Clint couldn't hear her words without his aids, so she could be sure he wouldn't listen to what she was about to say.

The redhead stood in silence for a few more seconds before taking a deep, shaky breath.

,,Hey Mama, I-I know we don't normally talk like this, but ... but this is less ... grim than staring at your ..."

She began, her words quiet and well thought out.

Normally, she sat at her mothers grave for hours and hours, just weeping and telling her how much she missed her.

,,I uh, I miss you. I miss you loads, Mama"

The redhead continued, a stray tear escaping her glossy blue eyes.

She hesitated. Things hadn't been exactly easy lately, primarily because the apartment felt cold without Natasha there.

,,Dad and I talk about you often ... at least when I happen to be there"

Alena shrugged, a small chuckle swinging with the last sentence.

,,He misses you just as much but ... but sometimes I'm afraid he might leave me too"

She explained, her tone of voice now changing to one of fear while she desperately stared at her mothers name.

,,God, sometimes I'm even scared he might go back in time to leave me to be with ... with Peggy. Especially after we found a way to do exactly that ..."

The 20 year old admitted, pinching her skin.

She sniffled, her gaze now meeting the ground in attempt to blink away the tears.

Then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Clint put his hearing aids back in.

,,You alright, Kid?"

Was the first thing he asked, softly putting an arm around his honorary niece.

Alena leaned into the hug, a tiny smiffle escaping her lips as she did.

,,I miss her"

,,Me too Kid, me too"

A/N: IT'S MY BIRTHDAYYYY AYYYYYEE.
I feel like I like making myself and others suffer with Oneshots like these. Anyways, I hope you still enjoyed this one regardless.
Also, let me know if you'd like to see more teenage Lena or more little Alena bc I seriously dk.
Okay I'll stop it now, have a great day/night and I'll see you around. Stay amazing, Beautiful people <3