It took her a few weeks, but she actually did decide she wanted to keep the baby. She went and got the suppressants, and gathered up her files, and scheduled an appointment. She went through Pepper to find someone, and she really only told Pepper about the baby. She wasnāt ready to tell her team, not yet. Hell, she didnāt even tell Bruce. For some damn reason she wanted this baby, even if sheād never tell Clint he was the father. It wasnāt like they were dating, he might figure it out. He might not, it didnāt matter. Her team would take care of things.
So she estimated ten weeks by the time she made it in for an appointment. There werenāt a lot of doctors well versed in meta-humans, and absolutely zero dealing with pregnancies. So with Pepperās help, she tracked down the best she could find. Her thick medical file, dating as far back as she could get it, hell, dating back to her childhood, crammed in a bag along with a bottle of the suppressants for an example, she was fairly sure she had everything. Sheād talk to Bruce about releasing her Avengers information, if she had to. But she was going to do this right, and do everything she could. For herself, for the baby, and for her team.