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The wedding

Jane twirled in the mirror. Her eggshell white dress was adorned with lace and flared out in a twisty fashion. Her brown hair was softly curled down her back.

" Can you call Steve in here?" Jane asked.

" Yeah, sure," Pepper responded, and minute later Pepper appeared with Steve in tow.

" Wow, you amazing Jane," he complimented.

" Thanks. Is Thor okay? Cause for a while he thought that weddings were funerals, so…" she trailed off.

" He's fine," Steve assured.

"So, you look nice," Clint said as they walked down the aisle.

Natasha softly smiled, her curls lightly bouncing, " That's all you have to say?"

"Well, that and you're wearing the arrow necklace I got you," I whispered. "I must say, I have fabulous taste," Natasha smiled and lightly shoved him, but not too much as to draw attention. At the center part they split and stood to the side and watched Jane walk down the flower petal bedecked aisle. The ceremony was a blur for Natasha. A lot of words and clapping. A warm summer breeze blew in, making the balloons wave.

"So, is this wedding better than Pepper and Tony's?" Clint asked. They sitting outside in courtyard, the music in the dancing hall could be faintly recognized.

Natasha smiled and leaned on his shoulder, " Yes, but purely because Jane and I bet when Tony would propose. I made 10 dollars,"

" Wait, you really made a bet without me?" Clint was incredulous.

"Yep,"

"So, changing the subject, you got cleared for active duty, and we haven't gotten a mission"

"Yeah," Natasha said.

"It's been almost 2 weeks, and Fury hasn't given us a mission,"

"Well..." Natasha trailed off, the debate of when to tell Clint about Ivan resurfacing.

"What?" he pressed.

" You know how when Ivan died I started to get better?" Natasha asked. When Ivan had "died" Natasha's nightmares started to get a bit better. Ever since Fury had told her that he was alive, her nightmares were getting worse.

"Well, apparently…. He's alive,"

"What?"

Natasha bit her lip, " Fury called me to base and told me last week,"

"And why you didn't tell me?"

"I don't know, I just, I have to do this by myself Clint,"

"Were you ever planning on telling me? Or were you just going to go fly off to who knows where," the conversation was quickly escalating to an argument.

"I have to do this Clint, and I told you didn't I?"

"Well than I'm going with you. You don't have to face him alone Tash, I know what he did to you,"

" Then you would know that I have to do this alone. Clint, this man has haunted me for over 10 years." Natasha said exacerbated. "Look, can we just talk about this when we get back to the tower?"

"Fine,"

"Right, we don't want to dampen Jane and Thor's happy day do we?" Natasha said. The rest of the ceremony was not as delightful as both Natasha and Clint hoped it would be. Their unfinished argument resting just underneath the surface as they continued to act normally, dancing and eating and laughing and smiling.

"So, you want to go after Ivan by yourself," Clint stated, they were back at the tower and in the deserted kitchen. Tony, Pepper, Darcy, Bruce, and Steve were all in their rooms and Thor and Jane were who knows where, except for Heimdall, who saw and knew everything

"Clint, even after all I have told you about him, you still don't understand how much he has haunted me and made me do things I will always regret. But killing him is at least one death on my hands I will never regret."

"So you were just going to run off, kill Ivan, and come back without ever telling me? I mean yes, I probably have trust issues, but after everything we've been through and you still didn't tell me for a week. For all I know you would've run off without even telling me. How can I even trust you?" Clint's question was met with silence was met with silence.

"You know, I thought being in a relationship meant that you didn't have to do hard stuff by yourself anymore. Obviously I was wrong," Clint said, his face stone.

"Fine, if that's how you want it to be, " Natasha said, "We'll just break up then," Saying nothing, Clint walked out of the room. Natasha stared at him as he walked out. She thought that he wouldn't take the news well, but she never really thought that they would end up breaking up. Natasha followed and made her way to her room where she promptly lay down on her bed. Why couldn't he just let just let me do this? Natasha thought. He is the only person I truly trust and now everything that took 7 years to build is broken in just one conversation. God Natasha, how much can you f*ck up in one life? Natasha sat up, her eyes the only part of her that portrayed how miserable she was. She had made the first person to ever see good in her, the first person to start liking her, to hate her. How many more times can I screw up my life?

"Hey, Natasha?" Pepper knocked on the door, unaware of the drama that had occurred not 20 minutes ago.

"Yes?" Natasha replied, her voice neutral.

"Umm, can I come in?"

"Yeah, the doors unlocked,"

"So," Pepper said, still completely oblivious to Natasha's misery, " Tony and I were going to go to Malibu for a week and we were wondering if you guys could come along, it would be like a double date!"

"Like, me and Clint?"

"Yeah, of course,"

"When would you guys be leaving?"

"In 4 days," Good, I'll be in Spain by then thought Natasha. Her and Clint's fight had not changed her plans, but she decided to leave in 2 days, not the next one.

" Let me ask Clint," Natasha lied smoothly.

"Okay,"

Clint was sat the shooting range. Arrow after arrow hit the bull's eye. Why the h*ll does she think that she has to do everything alone? Why couldn't she just let me help her for once? Clint thought angrily. But maybe you should've just let her go and we would still be fine. But she doesn't get that she doesn't have to do everything alone!

When Natasha got up the next morning she made sure that all her arrangements were still in place. She would leave the next day at 3:00 pm and arrive in Madrid at 6:00 am local time the next day and had arranged to check some of her more conspicuous guns and knives to Spain. What she did not plan for, however, was the dinner Pepper planned that night to send Thor and Jane off to Asgard, meaning she had to see to Clint, whom she had been avoiding.

"Agent Romanoff, miss Potts has asked me to inform you that the dinner reservation is at 7:00 pm tomorrow night." JARVIS announced

"Okay JARVIS," Natasha said. The dinner would not upset her plans; it was the night before she was leaving.