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Chapter 4
As she stepped out of the airport and onto the streets of New York, Maeve decided to head straight to Central park. It was 4:00 pm and she reckoned that the walk would take an hour.
An hour and a half later, Maeve collapsed onto a wooden bench in the centre of the park. It was a wide open space, so there was no chance of anyone sneaking up on her, but it was easy to be seen in. Maeve pulled the neck of her hoodie up over her nose and mouth to stop the cool autumn air from chilling her, and slouched back against the bench.
Within fifteen minutes, Maeve felt a strange feeling wash over her, like she was being watched. Casually, so as not to draw attention to herself, she stood up and pretended to look around as if she had dropped something. Romanoff would be checking her out for weapons, she presumed, so when her eyes fell upon the red haired woman walking towards her, she smiled slightly and patted her right hand pocket, where a small handgun was concealed.
Maeve slowly turned and walked away from the woman, heading down a small path that led behind a group of trees. The approaching footsteps were closer now, and since the two women were hidden by the foliage, Maeve turned and said: "so, what does and avenger want with a Red Room graduate?" Studying her face, Maeve could see that behind Natasha's business like mask lay empathy, or even kindness.
"I've come to make you an offer" the avenger said softly in American tones, with a hint of Russian still mixed in. " I can give you a chance to be free from the Red Room forever. To do something good with your life. To wipe put the guilt that haunts every graduate still alive".
"Sounds alright, but how do you know you can trust me?"
"If I couldn't, you'd be in Russia right now" Natasha smiled, enjoying how much the girl thought and acted like herself.
"Fair point. Are we leaving?" Maeve asked
"Follow me" with that, the two women re-joined the main path and headed towards the Avengers Tower, not speaking, but feeling the others presence and feeling comforted by it. For Natasha, Maeve was someone who she could sympathise with, and who understood her. For Maeve, Natasha was the only friend and ally she had in the world, and she would need her more than she would guess in the next few days.
