Here it is. One of the sequels for "A Stark Pregnancy"! This sequel is only Clintasha plus baby Alexandra. Visit my profile for the link to Pepperony and the twins' sequel "Billionaires & Babies". Both stories will have the same timeline.

1 – (Five Months Old) Working late

It was late and it wasn't Clint intention to be out so long, but the meeting took longer than expected and then Fury didn't want the Avengers to leave without making sure everyone knew what they were dealing with. It was another wannabe super villain that had some kind of vendetta against the world. Seriously, if every angry human being turned into a crazy villain, they were going to have some serious trouble! He wasn't the only one upset. Tony was this close to pulling out the suit and flying through the roof of the base, saying he had better things to do with his time – like play with his six month's old twins. Clint only wanted to get home, see his baby girl and cuddle with his wife.

Wife…

It seemed surreal. After Natasha accepted his official proposal, they decided they didn't want to make a big thing out of it. Three months after Alexis' birth, they were getting married at the courthouse with only their friends. Tony insisted to throw the party at the Stark Tower – since he was kind of upset he didn't have a chance to throw a bachelor party (he swore Steve would have a kick ass one and Clint would regret his decision, Steve only wondered why was Tony planning his bachelor party when he was still free as a bird) – and the new Mrs. Barton didn't threw a fit, she said it would be nice to have everyone together without being because of a worldwide crisis.

Natasha was beautiful that day – not that she wasn't every other day, but it was different – her dress was a simple white lace dress that went by her knees (she had worked a lot to get her figure), her hair done in stunning red curls that cascaded down her shoulders and a beautiful bouquet of red roses (Maria may or may have not caught the bouquet that led to Tony's commentary about Steve's future bachelor party; everyone knew those two were just a matter of time before they happened).

Clint parked the car in the garage. He entered the house, quietly closing the door behind him and setting the alarm. Going upstairs, two stairs at the time, he saw that the only light was coming from the master bedroom. He knew Natasha was there with Alexis. When he took longer to get home – like today – or simply was out in a mission, Alexis would sleep with Natasha in their bed. He walked into the bedroom, stealthy as always, but he knew Natasha already saw him. Still, she didn't look up from the baby. They were playing some kind of game, in which Natasha had her legs spread out in a V, Alexis in the middle, face to face with her Mom with a pillow supporting her back, and were doing back and forth movements while Natasha sung a nursery rhyme. He remembered reading about this kind of game in the baby book. It was supposed to help baby Alexis to develop the muscles of the neck and back so she could sit up on her own.

"Honey, I'm home," he teased with a soft voice so he wouldn't startle Alexis.

"Daddy's home," Natasha said to Alexis, who already had her bright green gaze fixed on her Dad. "Hi," she smiled warmly at Clint while Alexis smiled too and bounced.

Clint grinned and approached the bed, sitting beside Natasha kissing her temple. His attention went immediately to the baby in her arms. "Come on, Alexis, Daddy missed you," he said and the baby bounced more, making Natasha laugh as she handed Alexis to her father.

Alexis gurgled happily setting her little head in her Dad's chest. Clint leaned back in the headboard rubbing her back.

"Long meeting?" Natasha guessed brushing a hand over her daughter's strawberry blonde curls.

Clint snorted. "You can say that again," he whispered kissing Alexis' little head and inhaling that intoxicating baby smell that he learned to love so much. "Five more minutes and I was ready to pull out my bow. I don't know if that would be before or after Tony's suit came out to play…he was very annoyed that he wasn't at the Tower playing with the twins," he said.

"I miss work," she sighed, resting her head against her shoulder. "Daddy's little girl," she playfully accused, watching her daughter fall into a peaceful slumber in her father's arms, while she had spent the last two hours trying to get her to sleep.

"You'll be back soon enough," Clint replied and then laughed. "Let's not pretend she isn't, because we all know she is Daddy's little girl. Sleep comes faster in my arms," he teased.

"True," Natasha shrugged. "But don't get me wrong, I love being home with Alexis and watching her grow every day is a blessing, but I miss the action. I miss the kick ass part of me."

"It's perfectly normal, Nat," Clint whispered.

"I talked to Pepper today, she's going back to her job in a few days and she's terrified of leaving the twins," Natasha frowned. "I won't be happy about leaving Alexis with total strangers."

"We've talked about this. The day care will have some SHIELD agents undercover to assure Alexis' safety. Fury guarantees us that. Is Stark willing to let his kids go to the day care or is he still against?" Clint asked with a hint of a smile.

"It seems like those two don't agree on that. Pepper wants the twins on the day care so they start to develop social abilities early on. Tony says it's dangerous and unnecessary," Natasha sighed. "Honestly, I agree with Pepper and that day care in Malibu that she wants, it's really good and she said Fury was going to lend some agents to that day care too."

"She'll turn him around, she always does! And I think Fury just doesn't want the SHIELD base to look like a day care, that's why he's so willing to lend agents for the babies protection," Clint grinned. "Now, let me put her down in her crib," he whispered kissing Natasha's head.

Natasha nodded, and stepped away from Clint. Carefully, he got up, cradling the baby in his arms, and left the room. Natasha smiled. He was such a good Dad. Alexis loved him, her eyes light up every time he walked into the room. She would recognize his voice anywhere and when in her Daddy arms, she wouldn't go to anyone else.

These were the life little moments that Natasha (or even Clint) ever thought they could have. Normal life little moments!

How's that for a first chapter?