Steve and Natasha were only alone for a few minutes before the door opened. Wanda was looking behind her towards Sam. "I'm just asking for a minute alone with him. He has at least seen Natasha. I'm sure of-" Wanda stopped mid-sentence when she saw Nat. She ran and grabbed her friend in a tight hug. "You're here!" she cried.

Natasha winced as Wanda grazed her wound then smiled back at Wanda and Sam, who was just shaking his head. "Guess we aren't going to have to let Wanda loose after all. Good to see you, Nat."

"You, too, Sam. It's good to see all of you," Natasha paused and turned her attention back on Wanda. "Are you okay? I heard what happened on the raft. I had no idea Ross was going to do any of that. None of us did."

"I know," Wanda replied. "It hasn't been easy, but I'm better. You helped Steve get away and he came for us. You did your part."

Natasha frowned. "I should have done more. Things went way too far." Without meaning to, her eyes found Steve's. She knew her partner well enough to see he felt the same way. They both should have done more. The Avengers were their responsibility and they'd failed them.

Sam broke the sudden silence. "Plenty of food, Widow. Hungry?"

"I'm famished. Last night's mission went a little sideways. I skipped dinner."

"While we're eating, maybe you can fill us in on the mission and tell us why you wince when anyone gets too close to that arm," Steve said softly.

"Yeah, I guess I better catch you up to speed if we're going to go after the bad guys," Natasha smiled.

Sam passed out the mandazi as everyone found a comfortable place to sit on one of the beds. It was a little unnerving to Natasha having them so close after being alone again, but her three friends seemed to want to be as close to her as possible. She and Wanda sat with their backs against the headboard. Wanda carefully left a little space between herself and Natasha's arm. Sam plopped down on the foot of the bed, and Steve sat on the other side of Wanda. He was the furthest from Natasha physically, but his eyes rarely left her as they enjoyed the sweet bread.

True to his word, Steve started asking questions about the Chitari weapons traders as soon as everyone was settled. It felt really nice to see him in Captain America mode. Natasha never thought they'd have the chance to work together again. She had really missed this.

When Steve asked how she got her intel and what she did with the weapons she found, Natasha squirmed a little knowing he wasn't going to like the answer. "Well, the first lead I got was on a cell in Syria. I was on the dark web trying to make contact with Clint to let him know Laura and the kids were secure when I got a message. The sender knew it was me and had a job for me. Obviously, I was suspicious. For all I knew, it was a trap set by Ross or maybe an old enemy. I had to check it out. Whoever it was found me too fast. Ignoring the request seemed more dangerous than facing it head on, so I arranged a meet.

"It was a little bizarre honestly. We met the first time in a café in Paris. He was a SHIELD operative, so that threw up some red flags. He must of worked in administration, because as soon as he introduced himself, he handed me a lanyard. His name was Koenig." Natasha laughed a little. "The next words out of his mouth after handing me the lanyard were, 'This is worthless now. It clearly says you're a red-head. The others are going to insist on a new lanyard.' He handed me an envelope with another address for a villa in Italy and told me to be there by 8 the next morning.

"I arrived at the villa and I was greeted by what I assumed was the same agent, but he denied ever meeting me, introduced himself as Koenig, and complained about my lanyard. I was two steps from using my widow's bite on him when he got a video call. The man on the other end had the same face. He was asking if I showed and apologizing for that stupid lanyard. Turns out they were brothers and there are four of them, all identical."

"No way," Sam said, shaking his head.

"It's the truth. Anyway, I listened to his spill about the smugglers, agreed to work for them, and that's what I've been doing ever since. They send the intel. I do the job and put the weapons in a pre-designated location. They handle it from there, and I move on to the next cell."

"And, who handles the terrorists you capture?" Wanda asked. "What country or is it the U.N.?"

Natasha glanced at Steve. He wasn't going to like her answer. "There are no prisoners," she said softly. "This is off the books." Wanda gave a pained expression and Steve looked down. "You don't have to help. I know none of you are assassins. You can go back to Wakanda and forget getting the team back together. I completely under-"

"No," Steve said firmly. "You're not doing this alone. We've all fought long enough to know sometimes there are casualties. If we can figure out a way to get these guys thrown in prison, we'll do it. If not, well, we'll deal."

Natasha let out a small sigh of relief as the others nodded in agreement. "Thank you."

"Now, if your done eating Nat, take your shirt off," Steve commanded. When Wanda's mouth flew open, Steve got flustered. "I mean, let me see your injury or go in the bathroom and let Wanda look it over," he stammered.

"And, here I thought you were making an indecent proposal," Natasha laughed. "What would the others think?"

"You have no idea, Widow," Sam chimed in. "When Sharon brought us our equipment, he laid one on her, and T'Challa's lady guard, the Dora Milaje, sure like to spar with him."

Steve blushed. "Sam!" Wanda warned, looking back and forth between Steve and Natasha.

Natasha was a little surprised by how uncomfortable the idea of Steve kissing Sharon made her. She had practically demanded he ask her out, but knowing Sharon got a kiss for bringing Steve his shield was just too much. She had been the one to get their stuff back, not Sharon. She just couldn't risk being seen giving it to them, so she'd enlisted Sharon's help.

Trying to recover from the surprise, she stood up and started toward the bathroom. "Come on, Cap. I'm not giving Sam an eyeful and you have more medic experience than Wanda."

Natasha didn't have to look back to know Steve was following, but she did manage to have her shirt off and had begun removing the bandage before he made it into the room. He looked a little sheepish as he tried to keep his focus on her arm instead of her bra, but Natasha caught his occasional glances. Why hadn't she just had Wanda follow her? This was no time to tease him, not when she was so confused, not when he'd kissed Sharon, and definitely not when he was now very obviously affected by her lack of clothing.

She opted to let Steve finish removing the bandage since it was giving her a little trouble. He looked it over carefully. "You did a good job stitching this up," he whispered. "We better keep an eye out for infection. We could go back to Wakanda for a bit so you can get it looked at."

Natasha shook her head. "I'll be fine. I just need to take a few days before we go to Siberia."

"Siberia?"

"Next on the list."

"Guess I should have packed a coat," Steve smiled. "About Sharon-"

"Good for you, Cap. It's about time. At least, I can take finding Steve a date off the list. She's nice," Natasha finished weakly.

"It's not like that, I mean, I don't even know why I did it. I'm not interested in her that way."

"So, I don't need to take finding Steve a date off my to-do list. Maybe we should set you up on a dating website," Natasha grinned, as Steve put a fresh bandage on her wound.

"Oh, you definitely need to take finding me a date off your list," he replied. Natasha was a little taken back when he picked her shirt up off the counter and motioned for her to raise her arms, but she complied and he slipped it over her head. "Besides, I'm pretty sure wanted fugitive isn't the right thing to put on one of those dating profiles." He smiled, "I've really missed you, Nat."

"I've missed you, too, Steve."

For any of you who are Agents of Shield fans, you'll recognize Agent Koenig as Patton Oswald's character. Thanks for reading.