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God she hated cars.
The awkward silence. The eye contact.
It made it even worse that she was the most feared person in Shield.
Natasha Romanoff sat in the shiny black limousine with Agent Phil Coulson and his team. Next to her sat Sophia. The new addition to Coulson's team and the one who begged Phil not to invite her. They were all dressed up, on their way to see the nutcracker ballet.
She hated anything to do with dance. Ever since the Red room, she couldn't bear to watch it. But Phil was adamant that she go.
And that was why she now sat in a car with Phil coulson and his team. Ignoring all of the hot stares on her head.
"Here we are." Phil sounded off. They all did.
Standing in front of the building she decided she should turn back. Take the shiny black car home. But a hand on the small of her back make her move forward. And so she stepped into the building she thought she would never be inside of again.
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4 hours earlier.
Sophia POV
Phil was about to make an announcement. He was smiling and as he sat upon the bar stool in the huge hotel room 7 pieces of paper in his hand. The rest of the team knew it too. They had finally gotten comfortable around her, Fitz leaned over.
"What's this all about?"
"Who knows." Sophia wasn't in the mood to make bets.
"Thanks to my friend Jasper Sitwell," Simmons took a step back, remembering the agent she had shot. "We have tickets to see the nutcracker today!" Phil smiled. Can't resist something as old fashioned as that.
"And Sophia." She looked up. "You can bring your mysterious boyfriend. We have wanted to meet him." She was screwed.
"Phil, my significant other does not like the ballet." She said tensely.
"No excuses. It's not like they had a traumatic experience with dancing."
Yep. Screwed.
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They stood in front of their hotel waiting for the car when the chauffeur appeared driving a shiny black limousine.
A chorus of ohhs and ahhs echoed as they stepped inside and Phil smiled. Such a sentimentalist.
"Wow Phil. I can't believe you..." Melinda started.
"SHIELD payed for it." He said and they laughed. Fury would be maaaaddddd.
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They pulled up in front of the plaza hotel, much fancier than their own.
"This guy must be loaded!" Fitz said.
Nat. P.O.V
I can't do this. I should turn back.
Sophia Pov.
This is stupid. I should leave.
Nat PoV.
I see her walking up. God. She's gorgeous.
Sophia POV
I can see her in the lobby. She looks nervous.
Nat POV.
I can see her out front. She looks nervous.
Sophia POV
Sophia reached the door, and the attending opened it for her. She could see Nat clearly now.
Why am I so scared?
Natasha POV
Sophia was walking up to her. She extended her hand and smiled. A small smile.
Why am I so scared?
Sophia POV.
Nat took her hand and squeezed it tight.
Natasha POV.
She took a deep breath and allowed herself to be led to the car.
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"Where is she?!" Skye was getting... impatient.
"OH!" Jemma shrieked! "There she is!"
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Sophia POV.
They kept their hands squeezed tight as they walked slowly to the car.
"Are you sure they..." Natasha was definitely agitated.
"It'll be okay." Sophia said, more to herself that her partner.
They had reached the car. No turning back now.
Natasha POV.
She opened the door and their faces. The confusion made her want to scream.
"Guys. This is my wife. Natasha." Sophia smiled. A sad small smile.