SPOILERS OF THE NEW BLACK WIDOW MOVIE ARE IN THIS CHAPTER.
*3RD POV*
"Sorry kid,"
Tony grimaced at the sound of Peter's grunt of pain as he wrapped his wound, pulling the material tighter to stop the bleeding.
The avengers had just finished a mission that for once, was not in New York. They'd escaped with mostly minor injuries, though, of course Peter had to have a heavily bleeding wound on his upper arm. Other than some already healing cuts and a bruise on his cheek, that was it.
"It'll heal fast Mr. Stark," he said, trying to convince the man. "Pete, your Spidey healing isn't gonna fix this one without some help."
"Tony we can't exactly disinfect it... the first aid kit was in the jet and the jet- got blown up," Clint said, pointing to what was left of their ride home.
"Yeah how are we even gonna get home? We've got no way to contact Fury right now."
Tony bit the inside of his cheek and looked at Peter, who was sitting on the ground and picking at a rip in his suit.
Before he could admit defeat and say he had no ideas, Natasha spoke up.
"Lucky for you boys, I've got a place close by."
"Woah," Peter exclaimed, "is it like a secret base? Like a hideout with a big room of weapons and suits and stuff?"
"You could say that," she shrugged and began walking.
The avengers looked at each other and shrugged.
Why not?
They followed her, not having a clue where they were being taken.
~~~~~
"Tasha are we there yet," Clint whined, "I'm tired."
"Barton you know where we're going."
"Yeah but I don't remember it being this far-"
"We've been walking for like 30 minutes."
"He knows!?"
"I get best friend privileges," he replied smugly.
As the others argued, Tony looked at Peter, who lagged behind slightly. He took note of how he cradled his arm a bit and blood was taking up much more of the gauze than when he'd first wrapped the wound. He'd have to change it soon.
"How are you holding up kid?" "Fine... M' just tired and my arm kinda hurts."
"Nat are we close by? We should get the kid sitting down soon."
"Yeah, we're-"
Bang.
Thor and Bruce both shrieked, jumping into a fighting position slowly after the others.
"Calm down, it's just-"
"кто там, выходи!"
(who is there, come out)
"мама, это только я," Nat said.
(mom it's just me)
They rounded the corner, seeing a woman with dark hair throwing her rifle to the side. Tony started to panic and protectively pushed Peter behind him as she started speeding towards them.
"Natasha! It is so nice to see you again." She hugged the spy. She smiled and returned it, "Nice to see you too мама."
"Mom-?"
"What? Did she just-"
"These are your superhero friends?" The woman's Russian accent was thick, much like Natasha's was when she let it.
"Yep."
"They look like idiots."
Natasha smirked, "They are."
"Hey-"
"Come in, all of you."
Before they could walk inside, a man slammed the door open and pulled Nat into a hug.
"My daughter has finally returned!!"
Daughter? What the fuck is going on-
"Yes, great to see you too," she deadpanned, pushing away slightly. A girl's head poked out of the door next. "Tasha?"
Her eyes caught Nat's and lit up. "Natasha!! I have missed you!" She gasped, "You're wearing the vest I gave you! I knew you liked it!"
"She gave you that vest-?"
The avenger was much less reluctant to hug the younger woman. She sighed against her shoulder, "Missed you too Yelena."
"Uh, sorry to ruin this reunion," Tony said. "But... You've just pulled a Barton... and you have a secret family none of us have known about... Anybody else? Thor? Secret sister or something?"
Thor opened his mouth, about to say something but closed it.
Tony stared at him as he tilted his hand side to side as if saying 'kind of.'
"What the hell."
"Don't act like you didn't surprise everyone else with the super arachnid you've got there Stark."
"He's not my-"
I'm not his-"
"Come in, I see the young one needs help with that injury."
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"I had the same injury when Tash and I were on a mission together," Yelena said as she stitched his arm.
Peter grunted and screwed his eyes shut as she pulled the needle through again.
"Ow," he gasped.
"Sorry.."
The kid was taking this very well considering he was literally being stitched up without any numbing.
Well, Tony knew he did this himself in the bathroom of his apartment way more times than he liked.
Peter pressed his forehead against the table, a small moan of pain escaping his lips.
"You're almost done kid," Tony said, sympathetically patting his good shoulder.
"There," Yelena exclaimed, setting her first aid kit down.
"Th'nk you," he said leaning back on Tony, his eyes shut in relief.
~~~~~
It was a little quiet in the beginning of the visit, as no one knew what to say, but the avengers turned out to get along very well with Natasha's family.
Melina, Bruce and Tony talked about different types of science. He made sure to make a mental note to invite the woman to SI sometime.
Thor and Alexei arm wrestled, and unsurprisingly, Thor won. They did at least 8 'rematches.'
Ego already bruised, Alexei walked up to Steve and asked him if he knew of him. The man politely denied, and explained that he hadn't heard of him.
"Red guardian."
He smiled, "No, sorry."
"I'll be right back."
Yelena and Natasha snickered as the man retreated to his room, only to return with a dusty action figure of himself.
"Nothing?"
Poor Steve awkwardly laughed and shook his head.
The red guardian distraughtly sat there with his jaw hanging.
Steve apologised again and held his hand out for the man to shake, saying, 'Well, at least now I know you.. I'm Steve Rogers. It's a pleasure.'
Yelena had taken a liking to Peter the second he walked up to her and shyly introduced himself.
She dragged him to her room and pointed out her dog. Peter gasped in delight and sped up to her.
"This is Fanny."
"I still hate that name," Natasha mused.
Yelena smirked.
"You do not."
"You're right, she doesn't."
"Barton," she acknowledged.
"Belova."
"Why don't you like the name?"
"Natasha's friend made her a fake name when she was on the run called Fanny Longbottom and she made the mistake of telling me."
"Worst mistake of my life."
"Dramatic," she scoffed.
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Things were a lot less tense by the time everyone was sitting at the dinner table. They all thanked Melina for the food (it was heaven) and dug in.
It was almost like a normal family dinner, minus the pigs that could open the door and do basically anything they were asked to.
"What the fuck," Clint said.
"Did I not show you the pigs the last time you came here? This is Alexei."
"I thought that was Alexei."
"There are two Alexei's in this home," the man grunted, obviously annoyed at the pig sharing his name.
"I mean, I saw them but I thought they were normal pigs."
"Clint, nothing in this house is normal."
Melina chuckled, "They are not normal. They listen to anything I tell them. It used to be because of a device I used to control them but they no longer have that."
"You're welcome," Natasha said, "Goddamn traumatising."
~~~~~~~
Everyone in the house was asleep, only Tony and Melina remaining in her secret room. Peter was at his side passed out like he had been for the past few hours. They were working on a way to contact Fury to get back home, using an old radio.
"You really left everything in your jet?"
"Yep. Pretty much."
"You're idiots."
Tony snorted,
"Yeah... yeah, we deserve that."
"I am disappointed Natasha didn't think to keep extra communication devices with her."
Tony shrugged, "who knows, maybe she did and just... wanted to visit."
"...That does seem more likely."
It was quiet for a moment.
"He is your son?" She said, motioning to Peter, who was snoring softly. Tony smiled down at him and laid a hand on his hair. The boy leaned into the touch and sighed contently.
"I, um- no-" he cleared his throat and composed himself, "No, he's not."
She laughed,
"I don't believe that."
"What?"
"Stark, I have been trained my entire life to recognise when someone is not telling the truth. You lie."
"But he's not my-"
"фигня," she said.
(Bullshit)
Tony tilted his head in confusion.
"You looked very worried when you came here. The second you thought there was danger, you put him behind you. You were protecting him."
"I mean yeah, he wasn't fit to fight with that injury."
"So?"
"So he's not my... I didn't-"
"I did not give birth to Yelena and Natasha. Does that mean they aren't mine?"
"Course not, but I didn't raise him-"
"I did not get to raise my girls either, not much anyway. but I am still their mother. Alexei and I have loved them from the moment we were given them, we still loved them when they were taken away to the red room for all those years, and we still continue to love them. You love him?"
Tony hesitantly nodded.
"There's your answer. Just because you do not share blood does not mean you aren't family. Got it?"
Tony stared at her, then stiffly nodded again in understanding, turning back to the radio.
They continued to work in silence, finally getting the actual radio to work.
"You know, Natasha says the Avengers are family. She loves you all very much."
Tony smirked.
"I'll be sure to use that against her later."
"I'm counting on it, she should've been smarter than to leave important things places that could be destroyed."
"Uh huh.. FRI you were connected to the jet's radio, can you connect to this?" "Of course boss."
The radio buzzed to life and searched through different stations.
"Where the fuck have you dipshits been?"
"Nice to hear from you too Fury."
~~~~~~~
"Bye! You must come to visit more often!"
"Or we'll stop by ourselves," Alexei shrugged.
"Yeah, yeah I'll come visit more. Sorry it took me a while. Things got busy," Natasha said, accepting a hug from Melina.
Fury had located them the night before, and there was now a jet landed in front of the family's home. He stood outside of it, impatiently tapping his foot.
"Thank you for letting us stay," Steve said, "It means a lot." Alexei put his hand out for the soldier to shake. "It was nice meeting you Captain America." "Steve," he reminded with a smile.
Melina put a hand on Tony's shoulder. "Remember what I said Stark."
He looked over at Peter, who was saying his goodbyes to Fanny and the pigs.
"Yeah... I will."
Fury huffed out a breath. "Hurry it up! I've got places I've gotta be."
Tony nodded, turning to where Peter sat.
"C'mon kid! Time to go." The boy jogged up to his mentor, smiling. "Can we ask Pepper to get a dog?"
Tony groaned, "Shit- I forgot to call her and tell her where we were..." "Uh oh." "Yep.. uh oh is right."
"We're gonna need a lot of apology letters to get the dog then."
Tony huffed out a laughed and ruffled his kid's hair, nudging him up the ramp of the jet.
"I'll get her some flowers and cards. Fury, we're gonna need to stop somewhere on the way-"
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Words- 1952
Fury: I think tf not