Independent

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"Natalia.." James said, "Promise me you will never leave.."
"I promise.." Natasha said, resting her head on his shoulders. This was love. The love she had been longing for. Bruce smiled at them, while walking by. Natasha smiled back, her head still resting on James.
Natasha, or Natalia, looked down into the crib that stood before her. Inside, sat a thumb-sucking baby. Natasha smiled down to him. The baby, which they have not yet named, was playing with a little red star (teething toy).
"So.. is this your definition of independent?" James asked, smiling.
"Well," Natalia said, "The only thing more beautiful than a woman who knows what she wants.. is the woman who isn't waiting on anybody else to get it for her."

THE END

A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed the story! I have other stories as well, so please check them out!