Hey all of you lovely readers. I am sorry I have been AWOL. I just got back from a trip and was dealing with a family emergency. I am also swamped with school work, however I am on the last month of school 16 days of real school left. Hoorah! Anyways I am really sorry.
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"Coulson called, Charlotte's in the hospital." I say holding back my tears.
"I'm sure she'll be okay." Clint says smoothing my hair back.
"NO! You don't understand they say that she had a cold that got really bad and now she's fighting for her life! I'm a terrible mother!" I gasp out.
"No you're not a bad mom. Trust me; you love those kids more than anything else in the world. You are a great mom. Charlotte's going to be fine." I say back to her in Russian. I hold Nat for a little longer while she calms down and I hide the fear that my child in in the hospital on the other side of the world.
Nat hugs me one more time, "I like you a lot too." She whispers in my ear, I watch her leave the room tossing a wink over her shoulder.
"Alright cheese wontons, and broccoli beef for Brandt. Veggie egg rolls and cashew chicken for Nikolai. As for you Cary I guess you can have your mushu pork." Agent Benson says relinquishing the food container with the mushu pork in it.
I glance at Nat and she looks at me. We trade food without a word and then continue eating. I notice that Benson and Cary look at me and Nat weird but I shrug it off until they say something.
"So how long have you guys been partners?" Benson asks us with a chuckle. Nat and I glance at each other again.
"Awhile." We say on unison, and we trade food again I now have her cashew chicken container and Nat has the container with my wontons in it.
"Why? How long have you guys been partners for?" I ask taking a bite of Nat's chicken.
"Five years and we don't have that kind of relationship. Half the time I think that Cary has brain damage for the amount that I need to explain things to him, either that or he is plotting my death." Benson says jokingly.
"Hey you weren't supposed to know about that! Now I need to call off the Russian assassin I hired!" Cary says laughing, I feel Nat nearly choke on her food at the mention of a Russian Assassin.
"What type of relationship do you mean?" Nat asks attempting to change the subject.
"You guys are just so in-sync it's like you live together or something, but that can't be true because that's against IMF policy. Anyways have you heard of the Russian assassin the Black Widow?" Cary asks as he shovels more mushu pork in his mouth. I glance at Nat and see has stopped eating and is reclining on the couch next to me but I can tell she is tense and at times like this I want to tell her how much I love her and that it will all be okay even if she believes that love is for children. But I refrain, not for the sake of the mission but for the sake of her.
"Yeah she's deadly. I had a run in with her about a year ago and she shot me in the shoulder. Have the scar to prove it." I say letting this play out. Worse comes to worse and Nat and I have our covers blown and I have to kill these guys.
"Impressive that you survived, I heard she defected." Benson adds to the conversation.
"I heard that she's working for the Germans now." Cary says. I can literally feel the waves of relief roll off Nat.
"Doesn't matter, if I had the chance I would shoot her straight through the brain. She's killed to many to be good." Benson says and I feel Nat tense again.
"Agreed. Oh the assets are on the move. See you later Brandt, Nikolai." Cary says leaving with Benson.
"We only have to make it through three more days." I say. Nat nods and then goes into the bedroom and I hear light snoring a few minutes later. I guess I'm on watch for the next two hours.
NATASHA-
I am distraught and I know it. My baby girl is in the hospital and she is fighting for her little life. Okay well that might be an exaggeration but she's ill and anything can happen and I am freaking out a little about it. I never freak out so I know when I am and it scares me. But the one thing I can't understand is how Clint is being so distant from this. I mean he is the father of all three!
Three, oh my god, I am a mother and my children are on the other side of the world while I do what? Kill a person or two and help a woman fake her death so that she can live safely? I should be at home taking care of my babies, Clint be damned.
But I can't leave this is my first serious mission since I have become an agent a little less than a year ago, and my first mission since I had my babies. I know that I have had a crappy life but I need to provide better for my children even if I need to be away.
I go through all of this as I crouch in a corner in the bed room after I sent Clint away. I curl up on the center of the bed and eventually my thoughts leave me and I drift off to sleep.
I looked down at my arms and noticed they were scratched up and bleeding I had an ache in my left leg and my head was throbbing. I felt warm blood drip down my face from a cut at my temple. The smoke around me cleared and then I noticed where I was. The immediate after affects from a bomb that had just gone off. I knew this moment; I got shot in the leg here. I began running away from the scene but it didn't matter I felt bullet after bullet tear through my leg making me scream in anguish. I closed my eyes for half a second and I was in the infirmary ward of SHEILD. The door opens and I see Ivan Ivishkova an old red room leader enter my room.
"Good to see your alive, Black Widow. I heard that you got shot. Well let's make it once or twice more. You cost the lives of seven different Red Room operatives in that explosion there. Ivan raised his gun and shot me in the leg multiple times then disappeared right before a nurse came in to see what the noise was.
Except it wasn't a nurse it was the Seven operatives that died and they entered in my room one by one and began carving into my skin with knives and their fingers. I began screaming and begging for them to stop.
I sat up gasping for air, my face was wet and I was shivering. I was also in the arms of someone. I looked up to see the face of the person grasping me before rearing back my fist. Seeing that it's Clint I turn to him and sob into his chest. I have had nightmares before but they were always overshadowed by some glimmer of happiness but now they are almost unbearable.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Clint asks me I answer by burying my face further into his shirt and sobbing harder.
Later that day I sit at the table nursing a cup of strong black coffee and sorting through my emotions. I like Clint a lot. Enough to have sex with him and have it mean something. Granted we have only slept together twice but still it wasn't meaningless, at least not to me. But I know who I am and I can't become attached. I guess that I have changed though because who would have thought that me the famous master assassin the Black Widow would ever have children?
"Nikolai those arrangements have been made." Clint says from the bedroom doorway. I look up ioand see him shirtless and he is good looking. It takes me a second for me to process that he is talking about the arrangements for the asset.
"Oh right, thanks Brandt." I say back and then I look back into my coffee. I jump and nearly throw my cup at the head of Agent Cary when he pops his head around the corner of the kitchen.
"Hunt is on the move, out for his daily jog, need you to tail him." With that Cary's head disappears. Clint and I leave the hotel room with a small bag that we said had water bottles in. We get to the stair well; I open up the small bag and begin to change into my black cat suit. I tie a mask over my face. Clint and I nod at each other and then we head in separate directions.
I bust in the door to the hotel room that Cary and Benson are at. The look on shock on their faces is priceless. Payback for all of the teasing that Clint and I have had to go through. Benson pulls his gun and Cary charges me I flip Cary and take the gun away from Benson. Cary gets up and I thigh choke Benson until he passes out. Cary attempts to flip me but I swing under his legs. I grab a metal brief case off the counter and hit Cary over the head with it, the latch splits open the skin above his eyebrow but he is knocked out.
I tie the two up and smile at my work. Taking off my mask I go back to the stair well and add the mask to the bag of jogging supplies.
"Barton, it's been taken care of." I say turning on my comm. unit.
"Great, meet me at the rendezvous point in ten. I have Hunt." Clint says in my ear.
I push off the stair well wall and go to meet Clint.
