Another chapter, in this there is a flashback and some of Natasha's background. The flashbacks are going to be in italics but also when they speak on another language, it's going to be in italics. But don't worry; I'm going to tell when there is a flashback and the language spoken.

A week had passed so quickly. Barton was already an expert on her, well not everything he still had to discover more about Natalia's past. All he knew was that she was kidnapped at the age of 7 by the Red Room where they began to train her as an agent. Natalia had outstanding records on her profile. She knew a gun right and left and had amazing combat skills. When she was 15 she was taken out of there and disappeared for 6 years. Then suddenly she reappeared on the radar, this time as one of the most wanted and efficient assassins in the world called the Black Widow. She already spoke 7 languages (Russian, English, French, Italian, Spanish, Polish and Latin). She was known as one of the most expensive mercenaries in Russia.

That was all he was able to collect about her past. He kept a map of Natalia's trips. She had been seen all over Europe, also in Argentina, Mexico and Egypt. Barton continued to stare at the map when Mark came around.

"Hey…wow, you did this! In one night" Mark was surprised by the map. Although everyone knew that when Barton had a mission he didn't stop until it was accomplished.

"Yep…watch the map and tell me if something rings your bells" Barton said still starring at the map. Mark obeyed and tried to find something strange without success. After a few minutes he spoke.

"Ok, I give up, what is it?"

"Look at those two locations…Argentina and Italy" when Mark didn't say anything he continued "I was there at the exact time at the exact place…I've met her" Barton said with a strange smile on his face. How could he have met the Black Widow without knowing who she was!

"But, how?" Mark kept trying to understand what Clint was saying.

"Yeah look, January 15th 2006. They saw her in La Plata, Argentina" Barton let Mark saw the file "I was also there that day tracking a drug dealer, Rodriguez, you remembered?"

"Yeah, you think she was also there for him?"

"I wouldn't doubt that. And then 3 months ago in Rome. I was there to keep an eye on a target."

"Oh yeah, at that fancy party at the Borghese Gallery…wait she was the girl you told me you laughed at, the redhead?" Mark remembered the story Barton told him

Flashback

Rome, Italy.

Barton had just seen his target left the party. He thought he'll give him some time before he went after him. He was just about to leave when he couldn't help but notice in the middle of the crowd a beautiful redhead. She had all her hair fallen on the right shoulder. She was wearing a long black dress with just one shoulder on the left. But that was not what caught Barton's attention, but the fact that with that beautiful dress she was wearing a pair of dirty sneakers. Barton was just in front of her a few steps away from her; he couldn't help but let out a little laugh.

"Something funny" She turned and asked him with a glass of champagne. She talked in Italian

"No, no everything is fine" He responded still smiling "It's just that…who is your shoes' designer…I love them" he said sarcastically also in Italian.

"You think you're so funny…come on continue laughing, you know there's actually a very tragic story here"

"Care to tell me" Barton said and Natasha followed him to a table.

"It's actually not very complicated, my heel broke and this was the only thing I found" Natasha said seriously "So, Mr…?" Natasha made a long pause waiting for him to introduce himself

"Ignazio Giordano and you are?"

"Natalia Rossetti" Natasha smiled back "You usually laugh at a strange woman like that?"

"Just when they are this beautiful" Barton smile making Natasha to blush a little. Even when both lied about their names, you could feel some chemistry there.

Barton then remembered his target. He would have loved to stay more time with her. "Well, it been lovely to meet you Natalia, but I need to take care of some business" Barton left the glass of champagne on the table "Ciao, Natalia"

"Ciao, Mr. Giordano, Maybe we'll meet on another party"

Barton smiled and left the gallery leaving Natasha thinking.

End of flashback.

"Yeah that's her, she told me her name was Natalia, at least that was true"

"So what are you going to do?"

"I'll have to talk to Fury" Barton left the room leaving Mark looked confused.

Minutes later Barton arrived to Fury's office.

"What's up Barton, I heard you have made great on your investigation. You know where she is now?"

"Yes sir, she's working for Viktor Komarov"

"That's great" Fury said looking relaxed.

"Yeah, it's great. Actually sir, is there anything you haven't told me, some coincidences in past missions maybe" Barton said seriously expecting from Fury an answer.

"You have met her, yes, that's why you have this mission" Barton didn't say anything so Fury continued to explain. "As you just told me she is working for Komarov, she has been there for six months. So before you kill her, you'll go undercover. You'll infiltrate on the team as someone from his security. You'll collect as much information as you can, then, you kill her. Understand?"

Barton just nodded "When do I leave?"

"Tomorrow, grab your things and prepare yourself, it's just November but you know how cold it can get there" As everyone knew going to Russia so close to winter was going to be hard, but Barton was used to it and with his perfect Russian, Barton was going to be the best.

Barton left the room and went to his apartment. It was not very big, but it had the necessary space for him and Sam, his dog. Actually it was a female. He found her and immediately fall for her. Luckily for him when he has to go on a mission there is always there Mark or Callie to take care of Sam.

Callie Torres was an orthopedic surgeon working for SHIELD they became friends since she arrived there three years ago. The three of them used to hang out.

"Hey Callie" Barton called her

"Hey what's up?"

"I need to go on a mission tomorrow morning; you think you can take care of Sam for a while?"

"Sure, leave her before you go to SHIELD. Hey want to go to the bar, for a 'goodbye' with Mark"

Yeah, sure I'll called him"

"Great see you there"

A half hour later…

"Let's wish Clint good luck" Callie said, the three of the raised their glasses and laugh.

They continue talking about their things for a while.

St. Petersburg, Russia…

"Hey, where are you, I'll find you…there you are" Natasha said laughing and hugging Ian. She loved playing with him.

"Hey, I see you two are having fun?" Viktor said standing at the entrance of the living room.

"Dad!" Ian ran with his father who took him up. "Hey buddy, why don't you go to play outside" Ian obeyed his dad but not without saying goodbye to Natasha.

Natasha just waved a goodbye while smiling.

"What is he doing here" Natasha stare at Viktor "Viktor! What is he doing here, you can't have him here. You're risking his life!"

"You won't tell me how to take care of my son" Viktor said furiously grabbing Natasha's neck "He is my son and he'll be wherever I am" Natasha just kept staring when Viktor let her free.

Natasha knew that many people wanted death Viktor, they also knew about his son. And if anything happen to Ian, Natasha wouldn't doubt in taking down Viktor. That's why she couldn't leave that house; she needed to make sure Ian would be save.

You could have cut the tension in the room when a guard came in.

"Mr. Komarov, you're new man is here"

"Great bring him in"

"What 'new man'? Why do you need more" Natasha asked Viktor, he already have very capable man at his service.

Viktor rolled his eyes thinking 'Will this woman shut up ever?' "Last time I checked I didn't need your authorization"

With that Natasha sat on the couch. Someone handed her this man's profile and began reading it.

The man they were talking about was Barton or under his code name Alexander Ilyich Zharkov. He entered the room.

"Ah, Mr. Zharkov, I've heard great things about your work"

"I am at your service"

"Excellent!, see Natasha, can you just be like him?" Viktor said touching Natasha's shoulder.

"Yeah, he's a very well trained puppy" Natasha said still keeping her eyes at the papers.

"Pardon her for her behavior, you know how women are"

"I'll never get them" Barton replied

Viktor laugh a little and said "This is Natalia Romanova, she is a mercenary"

That made Natasha to take her eyes off the papers and stand up. Right when she looked at Barton, she recognized him from the party at the gallery. She also remembered him telling her a false name but she decided to keep that for herself for a while.

"Miss Romanova, pleasure to meet you" He said extending his hand and smiling

"The pleasure should be mine and 'Natasha' is fine" Replied Natasha holding his hand. They keep staring at each other for a few seconds.

"Well, now that you know each other I have to go. I suggest you two start talking a little bit, you'll be working together" Viktor said leaving the room. After he left, the rest of the people there also left leaving them both alone in the living room.

"So, I think we have already met…Oh no because last time I saw you your name was Ignazio Giordano and spoke great Italian right?" Natasha said on a sarcastic mode without taking her eyes off of him.

"Well to be fair, you gave me a false name too Natalia Rossetti" Barton responded and Natasha though 'Fair enough'. "Besides I was working and I may assume so do you" Barton continued without getting an answer from Natasha, she just kept looking at him which Barton took as a 'yes'

"It's late, I should get going home…See you tomorrow" Natasha said and left the house.

"See you"

Barton went to his apartment very close from Viktor's house. He had to sleep very well tonight for tomorrow.

Natasha did the same but she couldn't stop thinking about Zharkov. She really didn't trust him at all.

Natasha and Clint just met and they are going to be working together for Viktor. I'm really excited about this. Also, as you may have notice 'Callie Torres' is an inspiration from the actual 'Callie Torres' from Grey's Anatomy. As the story continue you'll find out that many things are inspiration from series, movies etc. I'll be telling you at the end of the chapters from where did I have the idea. I don't like to think about Clint as a solitary man all the time; I think he needs good friends. Also, the story from the gallery, I took it from Jeremy Renner's speech at the ceremony when Scarlett Johansson received her star at the walk of fame. I found it so nice, it's not exactly a Jeremy told it but it's similar, I thought it would be nice for the story. Please review.