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Pt II

Natasha couldn't believe it. From what she could tell, Tony Stark showed up at the Bartons' doorstep demanding to search the house, but from Laura's panicked tone it was something much more. So she snatched up Nathaniel and grabbed Lila's hand, telling them in harsh whispers to move, move, move, crawl under the bed and push away the boxes, open the door that swings down, climb down. She hands the baby to Cooper and climbs down, replacing the stuff and closing the door, hearing it lock with a satisfying click.

"Go, go, go," she whispers to Cooper and Lila ahead of her, taking the baby back and rocking him to hush his cries. She knows there are plenty of provisions in the van in the barn that include a pacifier. But they need to get there first.

"Is Mommy gonna be okay?" Lila asks, tugging on Nat's hand as they reach the bottom of the stairs.

"She'll be fine," Nat says. "But hurry. And be quiet."

They quickly move along the passageway, dimly lit by a few flashlights strategically placed along. The walls, ceiling, and floor are all dirt, all having been carefully sculpted. Every few feet are spare rafter beams making sure the roof doesn't collapse. Suddenly, four gunshots go off, quickly. Lila screams, and Nat instinctively covers her and Cooper's mouths. The two children clutch Nat's legs.

"It's okay," Nat says. "Lila, climb on my back." Lila climbs on Nat's back piggyback style and wraps her arms around Nat's neck. "Cooper," Nat says to the boy. "Try to keep up." She takes off down the hall, not even breaking a sweat, Cooper close behind her.

They reach the end of the passageway, a rusted ladder. Nat puts Lila down and hands Nathaniel to Cooper.

"I'll tell you when the coast is clear. If it isn't, go back to the house. You know all the good hiding spots, anyways," she tells them. Lila and Cooper nod.

"Goo," says Nathaniel.

Nat gives a small smile and climbs up the ladder. She opens the trapdoor. No one. Just to be clear, she gives the barn a once-over, then double and triple checks every nook and cranny.

"You're good," she hisses down the trapdoor. Lila emerges a second later, and Nat takes Nathaniel from Cooper.

"Into the car, into the car," Nat whispers, ushering the kids into a large, unassuming grey van. The license plates have covers over them, and Nat knows with the press of a button inside the vehicle the covers will slide off. The back of the van is already full of provisions, food, supplies, baby things and toys to keep the kids busy, anything they might need. Nat straps Nathaniel into the baby seat and Lila climbs into the middle seat, followed by Cooper. Nat makes sure they're buckled in safely and climbs into the driver's seat. She takes a pair of sunglasses out of the holder and slips them on. Then, gun in one hand, steering wheel in the other, she starts the engine.

The van bursts the doors to the barn open. Several startles shouts are heard as Nat guns it, straight towards the black vans holding agents.

"AUNTIE NAT WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" Lila and Cooper scream in unison, setting off Nathaniel.

"Trust me," Nat says, gritting her teeth. She presses her foot down on the pedal, still aiming straight for the black vans. As they get closer, Nat can see several recruits struggling to contain Laura. She stifles a grin - that's my girl.

"Mommy!" Lila says. "What's she doing?"

"Shit," Nat mutters, seeing them pointing towards the van and raising their guns. She swerves at the last second and breezes past them, going eighty miles an hour.

"Are we leaving Mom behind?" Cooper whispers.

"Don't worry," Nat says. "We'll come back for her."

Lila sucks in a breath, then lets it out. Nat watches in the rearview mirror proudly. She taught them that trick. Lila comforts the still-crying Nathaniel, and Cooper gets some things for them to do out of the back. That was one of the many things Nat loved about the Barton kids, they were so used to the Avengers' messed-up nonsense that they had just had to flee their home and leave their mother behind, and were yet mostly cool with it, at least on the outside.

Now she'll just have to get to the safe location without turning back, and somehow get word to Clint that they're there. All while keeping sane trapped in a car with three children. Oh, boy. This is going to be fun.

After several hours of driving, they've finally made it out of the middle of nowhere. Nat presses a button, and panels slide away to reveal the license plate. Another button changes the color of the car. Yes, the Bartons have prepared for everything.

"Auntie Nat?"
Natasha is aroused from her driving zone-out by a small voice. She glances back quickly, not trusting her still-expert driving skills while she was so exhausted. Plus, it's a freeway on a Saturday night. There are going to be plenty of drunk drivers around.

"What is it, sweetheart?" she asks Lila, who is rubbing her eyes.

"There's a bunch of cars following us," Lila says sleepily, then leans her head on her brother's shoulder. Within seconds, her breathing steadies and she falls asleep.

Nat curses under her breath and glances in the side mirrors. The little girl is right. Several familiar-looking black vans are following them. There's no way they could have recognized the car, which meant they're following them on a whim. She's going to have to find somewhere to park, near a motel, spend the night. They'll be approaching the nearest city to the Barton farm soon. Yes, it will be plenty easy to lose themselves in the crowded city.

Nat swerves into the lane for the exit, following several other cars. To her immense relief, about half of the government vans that were trailing them break off as well, but the rest stay on track. This means that they couldn't know it was her and the Barton children in this car, they were just searching.

Nat drives through the city, looking for a cheap hotel. She isn't sure how much money is in the car, and she certainly doesn't want to spend it all. She checks the clock for the first times in hours and is surprised to find it's already eleven PM. No wonder the kids are asleep.

Eventually, using the GPS function on the van, she finds an okay hotel for the night. Unfortunately, she'll have to find somewhere else to park a few blocks down, meaning she'll have to wake up all three kids and maneuver the streets, avoiding any 'drunken loonies', as Clint would call them. As she found a spot on the street and parked the car, she prayed Laura would be alright, until they could find the other Avengers for help.