A/N: Hi! It's been a really long time since I've published anything on fanfiction :) And it will be a really long time before I publish anything after this- I've decided to focus on my original work rather than fanfiction- but I recently watched Avengers for the second time and I couldn't resist writing this. This scene takes place while Black Widow is waiting for Hawkeye to wake up after Loki possessed him. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Avengers
"Is this love Agent Romanoff?"
"Love is for children. I owe him a debt."
Of the innumerable lies I've told in my life, this was not one of them. This isn't love. I'm not sure if love exists or not but I do know that even if love does it exist, it doesn't exist for people like me. Like him. Like us. In our field of work, love gets people killed. So no, it's not love.
Still, it's something. I don't know what it is but it's there, constantly sneaking up on me when I least expect it- and, as a spy, being snuck up on is not exactly an experience I enjoy. I do owe him a debt but it goes beyond that. It's more than friendship. More than physical attraction- although I'll admit that his blue eyes always make my heart beat just a little bit faster- which I think is only useful when one wants to lay a trap like the spider for which I am named. Maybe it's camaraderie and all the battles we've shared, but somehow I think it's more than even that.
I think about all of this as I wait for him to wake up- hoping that it will be him that wakes up- but come no closer to finding an answer. Maybe I should leave all of the thinking to the geniuses like Stark and Banner, it doesn't really matter what it is anyways.
All I know is it isn't love.