Some people prefer strength in times of fear, but Natasha appreciated his honesty and was grateful that he let her see it, that he was feeling all the same things she was.  She didn’t feel silly that way, and didn’t feel she had to be strong for him either.  They were in this together, completely and utterly.  They would help each other through, no matter what.

Leaning her cheek into his hand, she nodded slowly.  She didn’t want to think about the worst case scenario, didn’t want to think about the possibility that they might be helping and supporting each other through loss instead of life.  She had to think positive. 

“I believe in us too,” she replied quietly, turning her face to place a lingering kiss to his palm.  “And I believe we can get through anything together.”  

Cupping the back of his neck in one hand she pulled him in for a long kiss, deep and full of all the emotions she had trouble expressing in words.

Of course that meant it was about time for the oven timer to go off and interrupt.