Natasha looked down, smiling - a genuine smile for the first time in what seemed like forever.
Sam smiled, a brokenhearted smile. It met his face, but it his eyes.
"It hurts, and it's a tragedy what happened, but out of this tragedy, you have her," Nat smiles down at a little girl wrapped in pink.
"But I don't have (y/n)," Sam whispered, trying not to lose himself.
"Yes, you do. You have pieces and memories of her within your daughter. You'll see little pieces of (y/n) in there as she grows up. She's here."
He smiled, knowing Nat was right. He'd get there eventually - being okay with knowing (y/n) wouldn't be coming back.
Eventually.
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Avengers Imagines
FanfictionThis book contained mostly dabbles with some imagined and preferences possibly mixed it. Includes: *Steve *Tony *Pietro *Bucky *Bruce *Natasha *Wanda I do not own Marvel, Avengers, or anything affiliated with them.