She knew there was no other option left. So she started the task of running up three flights of stairs, heart pounding and hair flying. She almost fell three times, because her mind was focused on one thing and one thing only. About sixty second later she was there, one door away from her life changing forever.
Bruce didn't think that Natasha would return to his lab after she had ignored his calls, emails, and visit to her room, but Natasha was full of surprises.
She entered the lab with a genuine smile and a glimmer of sadness in her eyes. To a person outside of the avengers her entrance might look ordinary or even typical. But Bruce knew this sudden approach was much more than a quick hello.
Bruce walked up to Natasha, wrapping his arms around her soft clothing and putting his head on her shoulder.
"The likelihood of this ever working out is slim, but I know a way our relationship can happen." Natasha said as she stroked Bruce's hair from his eyes.
It was hard to miss the determination in her voice, so strong and so sure, and there was no mistaking the protectiveness in her expression.
In general, Bruce felt safe.
Behind them, a glowing figure smirked.
The evening glow of the sunset outlined her tall lanky figure, making the woman seem far less threatening than she actually was.
It was clear that she was going to do damage.
And as she saw the new couple embracing, she realized that these two were her first targets.
Just as Bruce's eyes began to water on Natasha's sleeve, something came up behind them.
"Give me that wrench." Natasha whispered as quietly as she could as to not expose herself.
"Hurry," She murmured as Bruce positioned himself to grab the object.
But as she turned around she froze, wrench in her hands, she thought it wasn't possible, It was only Loki shape shifting...
"Sister?" Her eyes became damp with all the memories of her life before the Avengers as she continued,"I thought they killed you in the red room."
"I work for Thanos now, and he sent me to rescue Loki." She said, her daring smile the same as Natasha's.
Bruce came up to protect his girlfriend, anger rushing through him.
"Thanos can fix this... stuff later." Natasha's sister smirked, her dark hair and green eyes shining. Looking around the workshop, she shook her head and headed out the door.
As if I didn't have enough elements to this story, I decided to give Natasha a sister. So this story Is obviously not going to be short. Thank you to everyone who Reviewed, Followed, and Favorited.