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CH. 3: Arriving

Clint and Natasha are on their way to Russia. Fury told them to go and find some missing agents and the misery people that kidnapped them.

They have been in the air for the past 3 hours and were closing in on Russia.

"Looks like we're here," Tasha pointed out.

"Seems like it, yes" Clint agreed.


In the next 5 minutes they had landed the quinjet and got their bags. Now they're on their way to the hotel. Since it was 3 in the morning, not many people were up. The two agents wore their jackets, boots and gloves. When they got to the resection, there was a woman at the desk.

"Hello there," Barton greeted.

The woman looked from her computer to see the visitors.

"Hello. How may I help you," she asked friendly.

"We believe, that we have a booked room," Romanoff said.

"Last name pleas?" the woman asked.

"Realva," she answered.

The woman looked on her computer and said: "Ah, yes. Room 25. Here you go," and gave the duo a key.

Clint took the key, grabbed his bag and Natasha her, and went to the room.

As they went up the stairs, the woman made sure they were out of hearing range before grabbing a phone. She typed a number and the phone started ringing. When a voice on the other side asked 'Yes', she answered.

"She's here. There's someone else with her, which I don't know. They're in room 25."

"Good, I'll let him know," and the call ended.


The two agents were now in the room that was given to them. The room had a bathroom, two beds, a living room and a small kitchen. It wasn't fancy but it will do for now.

"I call dibs on the bed to the window," Hawk said and threw his bag on the bed.

Widow just smiled and put her bag on the other bed. When they unpacked what they brought with them, both went and sat on the couch. Tasha brought a map that had 5 red x-es.

"These are the locations where the agents have been reported missing," and pointed to the old abandon house with the X.

"All of these are close to this," Clint said and pointed to a research lab.

Both took a closer look at where it was and then had eyes full of sock.

"This is the place… I mean the ally where…" he trailed off.

"Where you and I meet for the first time," she finished.

They both stared at the route to the lab. They though it was just a coincidence, but weren't sure. What they didn't notice, was someone looking threw their window. Then when Romanoff got up, he vanished.

"We'll start tomorrow. This is just another distraction. We need to focus on finding the agents and stopping these people." Natasha looked at her partner and he nodded.

"Then we should get some rest. I bet it's going to be a long day tomorrow," Clint suggested.

She nodded and went to the bathroom to get changed. Barton just took off his shirt and put on shorts. After they were changed, both went to get some sleep.


Somewhere unknown the mysterious man from before was walking to some big doors. He opened them and the doors made a screeching noise. He walked to someone who was sitting on something that resembled a throne. The man knelt down in front of the sitting person.

"Report," he demanded.

"The Black Widow is indeed here, along with the other person. They have figured out that the lab is involved."

"Do they know that we are here?"

"No sir."

"Good. We wouldn't want to ruin the surprise for our deer Natalia."

"And what about her partner?"

"Find out who he is and what connections he has with her. Perhaps we can use him."

"At once sir," and the kneeling man vanished.

"Oh, my deer Widow. What are we going to do with you?" the man asked no one in particular and looked at a screen that showed Natasha fighting the Chitari.

Just a few minutes later the door practically flew open as a man walked in.

"You still haven't learned manners have you," the man sitting sighed.

"I heard she's here. Is it true?" the other one questioned.

"Yes she is here."

"Then let me get her back."

"Now, now Bucky, you need to have patience. We'll keep an eye on her for now."

"Then at least let me kill the one who took her from us."

"He's all yours, if…" he paused

"If we don't need him. But I believe that we will," he finished

"Is he here?"

"Yes. And we shall you that on him," he smirked.

"I see. And after that's done…" he didn't finish.

"Yes. After that he's all yours."

Both of them smirked wickedly.


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