A/N: Inspired by the Florence & The Machine song of the same name.

Landscape

If you ask Clint what he would compare Natasha to, the answer is almost always the same. He'll look pensive for a moment and you'll probably hold your breath, worried you asked something wrong. But then he'll close his eyes and take a deep breath before he talks.

He'll say she's like a storm- the whole nine yards; lightning, thunder, pounding rain- fire, a hurricane, and a lioness. Sometimes he'll mention more, but those are always the four he says first. Then he'll let out a kind of thoughtful snort of amusement, for no reason obvious to anyone watching.

And he'll continue. Lightning may strike down tall trees but the rain that accompanies it gives nourishment to the thirsty land. Fire rages and is all-consuming, destroying everything. But the soil left in its wake is fertile and soft and, before you know it, something new start to grow in place of the massacre. Hurricanes devastate; they send trees flying and rip houses to shreds. At one point there comes an inner calm, total peace, the eye of the storm, but you always know that just behind that there follows more madness, more chaos. And finally the lioness- they stalk their prey; hunt them down and kill with precision and grace before they even know they're dead, and fight off anything that would dare threaten their family with the same ferocity.

Then Clint will just stay unmoving, eyes still closed, and reminisce or go back and approve the things he said with a nod. And each person who asks has to stop and soak that all in. Each walks away with a door opened, seeing things in a new light. The two partners, their relationship, Natasha—especially Natasha, and Clint too. Some have choked out a 'Thank you', others just remain silent in awe. But everyone who asks comes away with a sense of amazement and respect and identical tugs or cracks pressing on their hearts, astounded by the absolute truth and stunning, vulnerable devotion behind every word. In a way, just about everything... Clicks. Everything you've ever seen them do makes sense in a brand new way.

And no one ever looks at the two together the same way ever again.