"And that is why we remember Budapest differently" I finished with a chuckle which set the whole dinner table into a spiral of laughter.

"Don't even get me started on the time Bruce tried to invent stretchy pants for the other guy" Tony started.

"How about we save that story for another day Tony" Bruce laughed cutting off Tony quickly his cheeks turning red as a strawberries.

"Fair enough," Tony laughed "but, this story is so being told eventually Bruce". Tony had been inviting the team up to his place every Friday for the past month. He calls it a "catch up night", but to be completely honest, I think he is lonely. Pepper had left to go on some big trip without him, and the best way he saw to cope was to have everyone come over. Natasha had always thought it was a silly that we had to be at Stark's place every Friday night, but she would always walk out of the door with me anyway because she, just like Tony, did not enjoy being alone.

She would never let anyone know that though. As far the general public was concerned she was the Black Widow. She was emotionless, and wouldn't let anything get in between her and a mission. She was heartless, and saw nothing but the issue ahead. She thought only about how to solve the problem at hand, and the only time she thought of others was to protect the team.

This however, as I said before, is how the general public saw her. Not how the team saw her, and definitely not how I saw her. To me she was beautiful, as perfect as a rose. She was concerned for everyone's well-being at all times. She was ready to risk her life for anyone else's. She was perfect, and she was mine.

"We really better be heading back Tony, it's getting a little late" Natasha stated from across the table. She looked over to me and smiled.

"Yes Tony, we do need to be heading home." I added hoping that if I said something Tony might let us head back to our floor.

"But my fellow companions, this festivity has only just begun!" Thor bellowed from behind a mug of beer.

"No Thor it's alright," Tony started, "I'm sure Clint and Natasha have a perfectly good reason they need to leave" Tony delivered, ending his statement with a wink.

"Now, now Tony is that any of your business?" Steve asked trying to defend us, but still smiling about Tony's previous statement.

"Well Cap, I do see your point, but where is the fun in that?" Tony shot back at Steve. I looked over at Natasha as Steve and Tony kept bickering like children, and she took the cue to grab her things.

"See you later boys," I called as we were getting into the elevator. "Don't be afraid to swing by anytime! Remember fourth floor!"

"I think I know what floor you live on considering I designed the damn place" Tony called back.

"Geeze Tony he was just telling everyone-"Steve was cut off by the closing of the elevator.

"Those two, what are we going to do with them?" Natasha laughed as we headed back to our floor. "Clint?" She asked halfway down.

"Yeah?"

"I went to the doctor yesterday."

"I know Natasha; you were gone for 2 hours."

"Well I have to go again tomorrow."

"Okay" We both liked to keep the conversations short. We said what needed to be said, and that was all. Sometimes we wouldn't speak for a whole day. Not because we didn't enjoy each other's company, we just always knew what the other wanted without any verbal acknowledgement. That was another way we were kind of funny with each other. We always just knew.

"Well, it isn't the same doctor" She started again. Something wasn't right.

"What is wrong?"

"I'm sure it's nothing. I just need to get my eyes checked out that's all." She still seemed a little off, but if she didn't want to go into detail I knew better than anyone else that I couldn't make her talk.

"Okay Natasha." I said as the elevator opened to the fourth floor.