basically loads of oneshots with Nat and her daughter Alena Lubov Romanoff-Rogers.
In some of them, Alena is still a child and in some already a teenager.
I will organise the parts by age, so Alena gets older along the way.
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Alena Age: 19 Anastasia age: 11 Word count: 1531 Requested by: -LUVBLACKHILL Thank you for your request <3 Summary: The first truly quiet Christmas Alena and Anna get to experience with their parents
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The last 19 years, Alena never had a truly quiet Christmas with only her family. Somehow, there was always a mission or a battle to be fought.
She didn't mind that much, but her sister was a very holiday-loving person.
Anastasia did not like that they never got to have family time, just the four of them and when Alena got older, she was more and more involved in the action of being an avenger, so usually, they just ... didnt celebrate something like Christmas that much.
But now, after the battle with Thanos, the death scare on Natashas part and the whole trouble gone, the family finally got to enjoy a holiday, just the four of them.
To top it all off, Nat and Steve had decided to take their girls all the way up into the mountains to spend Christmas day in a cozy cabin, surrounded by snow.
So, Alena found herself standing outside, red nosed and freezing her ass off while her little sister had the time of her life.
Anna was building a snowman, enthusiastically singing Christmas carols while she did.
Their dad was helping her, since the different body parts got really heavy and really big for an 11 year old.
Alena and Natasha stood off to the side, neither of them a big fan of winters, despite the fact that they were Russian.
The 19 year old smirked when she saw her sister throw a snowball at their dad before laughing her ass off about it.
She looked over at her mom to see if she had seen it as well, just to be met with basically a mirror to her own face.
If Alena was honest, she had missed her mom more than she would ever admit to anyone.
The whole battle with thanos altered her brain chemistry and her whole life.
To top it all off, she carried immense trauma with her ever since vormir, even though her mom was here with her now, alive and well.
The thought of loosing her, or her dad or Anastasia made her stomach turn and her heart clench.
,,Whats wrong, Храбрая девушка (brave girl)"
Natasha asked her oldest, wrapping an arm around the girl that resembled her more than anyone.
Alena rested her head on her Mom's chest, inhaling her allto familiar scent that brought her the comfort she so desperately searched for ever so often.
,,Just happy to have you back, Mama. Happy to have this family"
The 19 year old muttered, glancing once more at her sister and dad.
