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The Power of Two. Chapter 1

Natasha' POV

A full night's sleep is just not something I can achieve. After a life like mine you could probably understand why.

I used to a have nice home with loving parents until one day I lost everything. The Red Room burned my house down and killed my parents. I was then taken to their top-secret training facility. They trained me to kill without mercy,to be a trained and skilled assassin. That was when I was under SHIELD's radar, but not in a good way. They had sent Agent Barton to kill me. He couldn't do it though, instead he offered to help me. He took me back with him to SHIELD's headquarters. Then next thing we knew we were a team, going on missions together. Then came the Avengers, after fighting Loki we all went our separate ways.

I needed to do something to take my mind off my past so I reviewed a letter I received from Stark inviting me to come live with the rest of the Avengers in the "new and improved" as Tony put it, Stark Tower. I felt very reluctant about the offer, but I finally decided to accept. I didn't feel like waiting, so I called Stark. It's 3:00 a.m. so what? The phone rang several times before the Ironman answered.

"What the hell, Romanov?"

"I'm moving in."

"Ah, finally accepting my offer?"

"That's what I just said Stark."

"We'll it's about time, I'll be there in a minute. Pack your stuff."

"Wait, now?"

"Yes." With that he hung up. I grabbed all my clothes and threw them in a bag. I can come back for the rest later. I took the elevator down to find Tony's car pulling up.

"Perfect timing sweetheart."

"Yeah, sure. Whatever" I said throwing my bags in the back seat." Let's go before I change my mind." Stark sped away towards the tower.

"Jarvis, send out some bots to grab Natasha's stuff."

"They will be ready when you arrive Sir."

"Thank you." After a few minutes, which felt like forever to me, we arrived at Stark Tower. Just as instructed, there were robots at the door ready to help me inside with all my stuff. I'm not a girl who likes to have everything done for me, but for once I allowed it. I handed my bags to the small robot, and followed Stark to the elevator. He pressed floors 7 and 20, and we began to ascend.

"I purposely gave you the floor right below Clint's"

"Why was that?"

"Come on Romanoff, we all know you two like each other." We didn't exchange another word, until the door slid open at floor 7. " We'll goodnight Agent." Stark stepped off the elevator and slipped out of sight. The door closed bringing me to my destination. I followed the robot servant to my new apartment's door. The lock was interesting, shaped like I a spider. "Well, I am the Black Widow" I sighed to myself, waiting for the bot to unlock the door. I pushed it open, and walked inside. The robot put my bags on the floor near the huge closet and retreated out after handing me my key. The room was a dark gray color with a red stripe around the ceiling. The furniture was black with gold embellishments.

"Nice place huh?"

"Clint,how did you know I was coming?" I could recognize his voice easily.

"I spied on Stark. Have you forgotten I'm a master assassin and spy?"

"No. In case you've forgotten, I am as well. How did you get in here?"I asked as I sat down next to him on the bed.

"Air vents. Great way to get around, just a bit cold."

"Okay, but don't you have your own floor to be on?"

"Well sure, but I heard you were coming, and wanted to welcome you. I've really missed you Nat."

"I've missed you, too."I admitted. We spent the rest of the night talking and catching up with each other. Less that a month ago I was fighting aliens from out of the universe, and now I'm living in Stark Tower with the rest of the Avengers. Clint and I talked until we were interrupted by a knock at the door. I casually walked up and opened the door to find Thor.

"Welcome Lady Natasha."

"Thank you,Thor. How have you been?"

"Swell, fair maiden. And yourself?"

"Pretty well."

"I have come to invite you and to breakfast."

"Great, we will be down shortly." I said closing the door. I neglected asking how he knew that Clint was with me.

"What was that about?" Clint asked.

"Thor inviting us to breakfast. I'm starving, let's go." I replied. Clint followed me out of my room.