What if the Avengers didn't go to Hawkeye's home in Avengers two but instead the Black Widows? The Avengers are in for quite a surprise.

Chapter 1:

The Avengers were battered and bruised as Natasha flew them away from the battle in defeat. It was the first time since working with the Avengers that Natasha realized that the Avenger's team was not invincible, and by the looks of her fellow team members, they too realized that their team was no match for what they are facing. They were lulled into a false sense of security sense the battle against the Chitauri. They were earth's mightiest heroes, they were unbeatable, and at least that is what they thought, until now.

"We can't just continue flying," reported Hawkeye from her left in the cockpit. "All of our safe houses are compromised. We can't go to Stark Tower. Ultron has infiltrated the Avenger's security system. We are literally sitting ducks, we have nowhere to go."

The rest of the team members heard Hawkeye's comment and the silence that followed was defining. Even Tony Stark had no plan or comment, and with Tony's silence, the team really began to understand how much in danger they really were.

They continued flying in silence for about 30 more minutes.

"We are running low on fuel," reported Hawkeye. "We have maybe 20 minutes left in the air."

Natasha could clearly tell Clint was stressed. His voice sounded normal to the rest of the team but Natasha knew better. They have been working together for years and Natasha could sense the difference in his tone and body language. He wasn't necessarily scared, but she could sense the lack of confidence in his voice.

Natasha reached out and touched his harm, reassuringly. "It's okay," Natasha said softly. "We are going to be okay."

Clint looked down at her hand and then back up to her face.

"Nat…"

"We are here," interrupted Natasha as she broke eye contact with him and looked forward.

All the Avengers got to their feet to and looked out the front of the cab as Natasha began to lower the plane to the ground.

There in front of them was a medium sized farm house. The home itself was white with green shutters, with a large wraparound porch. Horses were running in the pasture, scared of the unknown object landing on their property.

"Where are we?" asked Bruce, the first words that he has spoken since leaving the battle.

Natasha stared forward for a few seconds, noting the black SUV in the driveway. Sighing she unbuckled her seat belt and stood up to look at her team.

"We are at my home," replied Natasha, touching the button to lower the hatch as she squeezed between Tony and Thor to exit the plane.

The Avengers froze as the watched her walk out of plane and their eyes continued to follow her as she walked up to the home. Natasha then walked up onto porch and then into the home.

Tony looked from the door in which Natasha just entered then back to Hawkeye.

Clint noticed Tony's stare at held his hands up in surrender.

"Don't look at me," replied Clint as he then unbuckled his seatbelt and began to stand. "I had no idea."

Clint looked at his team members then back to the home.

"But what I do know is this. Natasha is an extremely private person and for her to bring us here…" he paused, "she just put a lot of trust in us. And we will not be do anything to make her regret trusting us," replied Clint with a little warning his tone as he leveled his eyes at Tony.

"Hey!" replied Tony. "Why are you looking at me?" Tony looked around the cab for support only to find his team members all leveling him with the same stare that Clint was currently giving him.

"Wow guys," replied Tony, "thanks for the vote of confidence, really!"

They were all pulled from their conversation by a voice yelling from the home.

Natasha was standing on the porch with her hands on her hips leveling them with a stare.

"Are you guys coming in or what?" she asked before leveling them with another stare pretty much telling them silently that they need to get their asses off the plane, now.

Steve sighed knowing that look far too well. After working with Natasha for the past couple years and also being her sparring partner, he knew it was best that they all just listen to her.

"I am going in," replied Steve. He was always the brave one. The Avengers followed his movements as he walked down the hatch. Clint soon followed, then Bruce. Leaving just Tony and Thor in the plane.

"Well big guy," said Tony setting his hand on Thor's shoulder, "you ready to enter the spider's lair?"

Thor gave Tony a small smile before clapping him on the back. Hard enough to send Tony forward and for Tony to let out a small grunt.

"Come man of iron!" boomed Thor, "we shall see this home of our friend," as he began leaving the plane.

Tony watched him go before staring forward to see the rest of the team making their way to the porch.

"What have you been hiding Natasha," said Tony softly before finally turning around and walking off the plane.

Tony finally caught up to the rest of the team who were standing at the bottom of the porch looking up at Natasha who was leveling them all with her famous Black Widow stare.

"Look," her voice harsh. "This is my home. No one and I mean no one knows about this place and I would like to keep it that way. While you are here I expect you to behave accordingly."

Natasha leveled them all with a stare before turning around and walking to the door. She opened the door, held it open and motioned for them to come in.

The Avengers began to walk up the steps to enter the home.

"Ohh and please watch your language around the little ones," said Natasha a small smile on her lips as she took in the shocked faces of her team.

"Geez guys," replied Natasha rolling her eyes at them as they still have not moved. "Just get in the house. Dinner is getting cold," pretty much ordering them to move.

That seemed to snap the team out of their shock as they began to climb the steps and enter her home.

Natasha leveled Tony with a glare as he was the last to make his way into the home, "I am serious Stark, no funny business."

"Why does everyone expect me to be a problem!" sighed Tony throwing his hands in the air in frustration before entering the house.

"Because you are one," replied an unknown female voice from inside the home.

Tony paused as he stood alongside a frozen Hawkeye as his eyes searched for the unknown voice. Following Hawkeye's frozen gaze Tony's eyes too widened in shock as his eyes came to rest on Agent Maria Hill standing in the dining room smirking at him with small child on her hip.

"Holy shit!" mumbled Tony.

"Mom, that man just said a cuss word! He has to put 25 cents in the swear jar!" yelled a small child girl from the kitchen table who had spaghetti sauce all over her face.

"Seriously Stark," sighed Maria leveling him with a glare before looking at her watch and then back at him. "It has only been 15 seconds!"