This is the last chapter. It is really great or anything, but it's what I managed to come up with. I only have plans now to continue my Sherlock one-shot fic, I may start one fanfic for NCIS: LA and if Florence is still up to it (I know she is, we just never start it) then yes, I might start another Avengers fanfiction.

Anyway, enjoy the last chapter.

In the morning of the next day Natasha got up quietly and started picking her clothes and dressing up along the way. In the previous day they had left the kids at the social services and the first thing that popped up on the computer of the services was their names, their identities. They were finally two people, like they deserved to be. Natasha and Clint chose them the names as if they were their own kids; Christopher Mason and Daniella Marie McGraw. Putting them as siblings would help them staying together and help out each other, with bigger dramas in their lives. Needless to say that after leaving Chris and Daniella, Clint and Natasha were on their own, with the house all by themselves and a longing aching to be consumed away.

Cautiously walking to the living room, Natasha peeked inside Clint's bag, checking what he had put in there for his mission in Italy. He surprised her by showing up being even quieter than she had been. "You really need to stop doing that. I always take everything I need."

"Do you really? Remember that time-"

Clint cut her speech by kissing her lips as he put his arms around her waist and kept her tightly close to his body. "I've heard that story hundreds of times."

"Apparently didn't serve as a lesson because you always leave something behind."

"Well, this time I know what I'm leaving behind, but I know I'm coming back for it." Again he pecked her lips and once he broke the kiss, his smile started fading away. "If you want to go to Russia and take down the Red Room can you at least wait until I'm back? I know you said you'd take this to Hill and Fury, but I know you."

Natasha smiled. He indeed knew her well. She wasn't thinking about going to Russia all alone, but she felt that she needed to do something. "I'm not going anywhere for now. I need time to find who Natasha Romanoff really is."

They shared one last kiss before Clint putting the strap of the duffel bag over his shoulder and start walking to the door. "Maybe you should go over to Stark's. He's got a floor for each one of us, you'll be safer there and will have access to a lot more information than here."

Natasha rolled her eyes as her hands travelled to each side of her waist. "And why would I want to go there?"

"Because I'll be going there after I come from Italy. I'm sure the Avengers will have a mission pretty soon. And… despite what you try to sell the others, you actually like Stark. And there's Pepper there, you two can have girls' talk-"

"Girls' talk, Clint? You better start walking out of that door." She said, teasingly trying to sound angry.

Before walking out the door, Clint looked back and cheekily said, "You've sent me three packs of gums, no explanation given. I'll find something to send you too."

The woman laughed and as she hushed, she something took over her and so she told him "Thanks for helping me."

"Anything for you, Nat. I've saved your life, you saved mine. And now we helped those kids. Please tell me you don't feel that you don't have any more debts to be settled 'cause I don't feel that-"

"Debts are for overly thoughtful people," She began. "right now I'm just a child figuring out who am I. If love's for children, then I'm child. And I want you to be around-" Clint couldn't resist coming back and stealing one more passionate kiss from her. "Go on now or you'll be late." Natasha didn't want him to leave, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt for another kiss. When she realized she had to let him go, she whispered. "Love you."

Clint sighed and looked helpless. "Don't do this to me, Tasha. I have to leave." One last kiss and he told her, "see you in three weeks. Love you."

Natasha did end up going to Stark's Tower (now the Avengers' Tower). But before leaving, she left Clint's bag prepared, just to prove him that he had to go because she couldn't bare being away from him any longer. And Clint did bring her something that didn't need any explanation; he was just hoping one answer. And her answer matched his wishes… She said yes.

One last review would be marvelous, if not, it's all the same to me by now.