"Nat, today we are going to see her," Clint had been trying to coax Natasha out of bed for half an hour.
"I know," said Natasha
"Then why aren't you getting up"
"What if she doesn't want to see us, what if she hates us?"
"Tasha we will never know unless we go see her."
"I know," Natasha repeated, "I know."
When they got to the cafe, both of them paused for a second, then took the leap and walked in. They saw her immediately, she was in a booth in the far, back corner. Their Lillya was just feet away from them, yet they couldn't seem to close the gap.
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After slipping away from her team with the excuse that she had some old friends that she wanted to meet, Skye found herself sitting in the back of a cafe in New York. Waiting for Natasha and Clint to arrive, she found herself thinking about how many times she had imagined this moment, how many nights she had cried herself to sleep, wishing that had her parents to hold her. Now she was about to face the very people she had dreamt so much about. While she waited she checked her phone while scanning the cafe for threats. After about three minutes of doing this, her eyes fell on them, deciding to be bold, she walked up to them and said, "I have a table in the back." Neither party wanted to speak. Knowing that she would have to break the ice, she said, "Hi, I'm Skye"
"Skye," Natasha muttered to herself, "Skye," she repeated.
"I just want to know, why did you give me up?" The young agent asked, once again deciding to go straight to the point.
"We, we thought you were dead Lil-Skye," Clint tried to explain, still trying to comprehend that he was sitting across to his long lost daughter.
"You thought I was dead," Skye said in disbelief
"We never meant to give you up, you were taken in the dead of night," Natasha spoke for the first time.
"So you mean to tell me that someone was able to slip past the Black Widow and Hawkeye"
"We don't know how it was possible, we had just put you to sleep when we heard a noise in your room. We rushed in to see a man with you in his arms. Then he disappeared, from thin air," Clint tried to describe the situation.
"Gordon," Skye muttered to herself.
"Who?" Natasha and Clint asked
"He was an inhuman, he always gave me food when the nuns didn't," Skye said not realizing that she had just revealed a part of her life.
"You mean, this whole time you grew up in an orphanage?" Natasha asked.
"St. Agnes Orphanage," she said.
The finally reunited family talked for awhile until Skye said she had to leave.
"Did that just happen?" Natasha asked her husband quietly.
"I think so."