The winner takes it all
The loser standing small
Beside the victory
That's her destiny

~ ABBA

Natasha shifted slightly in her bed, the sun was coming thru the folds and it was waking her up. She nuzzled back into the figure holding her, her face touching the soft hair of the other person.

That had woken her properly, she opened her eyes and saw the marvel in front of her. Wanda laid on her bed, peacefully, sunlight dancing on her beautiful face enhancing the effect Wanda's freckles had on her appearance. But Wanda was not per se the anomaly, the anomaly was that Natasha Romanoff, a deadly spy, and Avenger, was being spooned by a girl quite some years her minor. Natasha couldn't really be bothered, to be honest, she kind of like it, she had to admit, drowning within the comfort of the other one's arms, protected by her embrace. She tried to relax again and let Wanda sleep, until she saw the clock and noticed she needed to be training the new recruits in fifteen minutes, knowing Steve, he'd been down there for an hour or something like that.

She tried escaping the embrace, though it pained her. Wanda, still fast asleep, only pulled Natasha closer towards herself, making it impossible for Natasha to leave the bed without waking the Sokovian. There was no other way.

'Morning, Printsessa.' Natasha whispered in Wanda's ear. Wanda woke, Natasha still in her tight grip, opened her eyes saw the red-head in her arms and let go immediately.

'Nat?' She murmured.

'Yeah, I have to go help Steve set things up for today, I have to go, sorry for waking you.' Natasha said.

'It doesn't matter to me; I have slept better than I have done in years. I might invite you more often.' She said, trying for it to be not too flirty and obvious.

'If it works for the nightmares, I'll be just one knock away, though I must say that my bed is more comfortable.' Natasha said, apparently oblivious, Wanda thought.

'See you at training, Nat, I'm going to get some reading done or something, I can't sleep anymore anyway.' She said, projecting an angered look at the redhead.

'Sorry.' Natasha said, biting her lip, the played anger did something to her, she couldn't quite explain what though.

Natasha left Wanda's room and hurried to freshen up and to dress in sporting clothes. Within five minutes she was clothed in leggings and a sports bra with a tank top over it. She started her normal warm-up routine until Steve came in.

'You're late.' He said.

'A fool would say that you arrived later, but probably you went and did something chivalrous like getting water for everyone or something.' She said whilst stretching her legs.

Steve put down the crate with water bottles and joined Natasha at her station.

'I also came knocking on your door, you didn't open, did anything happen.' Steve sounded concerned; he always did look out for his fellow team members.

'I wasn't in my room, sorry if I made you wait.' Natasha said, now doing some planking

'Where were you then?'

'Wanda's.' Natasha blushed.

'Wanda's?' Steve said, trying to meet Natasha's eyes

'She had a nightmare and asked me to stay, so I did.' Natasha said, trying to avoid Steve's prying eyes, this broke her concentration and made her fall from her plank.

'Nat-.' Steve was interrupted by James, Sam, and the Vision who entered the training facility.

'Hey Cap, how are you doing?' Sam asked.

'I'm doing well,' Steve said. 'Is Wanda with you?'

'I'm here,' Wanda hurried into the room. 'Sorry I'm late, I overslept.' Steve glanced knowingly at Natasha, but the gentleman that he was, said nothing, at least not so long as the other could hear them.

'Do some warm-up laps, then some stretching afterward we will begin to fight, Vision I do not need you for this bit, we will switch to group combat soon, then we will need you, for now, go to Stark and help him with his newest project.' Steve said as Wanda, Sam, and Rhodey started to do some warmups. When they were busy running around and he was sure they couldn't hear him, Steve shifted closer to the spy.

'So, you and Maximoff…' He said softly.

'I will break every bone in your body if this is going where I think it is going.' Natasha muttered.

'Come on, I think you'd make a good match.'

'Continue on and I'll kick your ass.' She looked around, frightened, but the other had started stretching and were talking amongst each other and getting to know one another.

'You deserve happiness.' He said. 'Don't push her away, is all I want to say.'

'Okay, recruits, we are moving on.' Natasha almost bellowed. 'We are going over standards fighting techniques, to demonstrate a proper fight, I will fight captain Rogers and win within the minute.' She looked furiously at Steve, as he had to audacity to talk about feelings with the Russian.

She started a few feet apart from Steve and looked each other in the eyes.

'I will not hold back,' She gritted her teeth, significantly smaller, but a force to be reckoned with.

'A minute you sat right, Sam time.' Steve said.

'Should I say start or something because this feels kind of personal.' Sam asked, looking around.

'Start Fighting.' Wanda said.

Natasha ran to Steve trying to use her momentum to tackle the larger man, this was an easy attack and he easily ducked it, just like she had planned. She quickly turned around and swiped his feet from underneath him. Steve tried to get up, but Natasha had already her legs around his waist and her arms around her neck in a headlock, forcing him to give up, as his breathing would soon be too difficult.

'Can't you hear her cheering for you, she must really like you too.' Steve whispered this had not the effect on her than he had hoped, instead of losing focus Natasha tightened her grip on the Captain.

'You win, Romanoff.' Natasha immediately let go and asked: 'Time?'

'60 seconds.'

'You lost.' Said the both of them.

'A beat you in a minute, you lost.' Natasha said.

'You said you'd beat me in under a minute.' Steve replied

'I did not, anyway, we will split up, James and Sam have been in the army and know their combat, you guys train with this loser her. I get to train Wanda here, as she has had no real training in fighting.'

The group did just that and split up, Natasha led Wanda to a corner of the gym and put on kickboxing gloves and handed a pair to Wanda.

'I have powers, why do I have to do this.'

'You have powers now, but your powers may be dampened by tech, giant red flashes are not that useful during stealth missions, and in the street, if a perv or mugger comes up to you, less attention being brought to yourself can come in handy.' Wanda nodded, as she understood where she was coming from.

'We will train you in two forms, normal combat in which you don't use your powers and combat with your powers, first one will be your basis, the second one will let you become a more powerful Avenger.'

Natasha walked for a bit and stood behind Wanda, she put her arms on Wanda's hips.

'For an optimal punch, your power is in your stance, not per se your arms. You have to twist like this and build up momentum. With her hands, she adjusted Wanda's positioning and after Wanda go in a couple of good punches, she changed her stance again. Within half an hour Wanda was able to throw different punches and kicks around and even managed to land on Natasha's shoulder, to be fair, the older woman had been distracted by the droplets of sweat trickling down Wanda's face and neck towards her cleavage in her top.

'You're in desperate need of a shower Wanda, you're all sticky.' Natasha joked as she held Wanda in a headlock. 'Now you try.'

'I know, I only showered very shortly yesterday, but I am pissed at Stark, your bathroom is so much better than mine.' Wanda now held Natasha in a lock, with Natasha showing her what to do.

'I know, perks of being an original Avenger I guess.' Natasha said escaping the headlock with ease and now holding Wanda's arm behind her back.

'Okay recruits, huddle up,' Steve said. 'We are going to do some proper fighting, we will start with my group, you two attack me.'

'Okay, Rhodey, the best offense is a surprising one.' Sam said as he jumped behind Steve to tackle him, Steve turned around with the speed of sound grabbed Sam and threw him all over the training floor. Rhodey had started a hand-to-hand fistfight with Captain America, which went predictable, as Cap had tackled him quite easily. Then Sam came back and started fighting the captain again. This went on for a while with only Sam to lend a punch on Steve. Steve had won within a couple of minutes, the others giving up after being knocked down on numerous occasions.

'Next time you should work together to defeat me, now Wanda and Natasha show me what you got.'

'In advance, sorry.' Natasha said.

'For what, I'm beating your ass.'

'You won't even land a hit.'

'What if I do?'

'That's cute, you won't. But if you do, I'll run you a luxurious bath with a massage afterward. If I win, you'll do it for me, deal?'

'Deal' Wanda said standing opposed to Natasha.

'Wanda, you might need these tips.' Steve and Sam came towards the Sokovian and whispered something in her ears, Wanda grinned and nodded, the left and Wanda got into the stance Natasha had shown her.

'Ready?' Natasha asked, curious at what they had told Wanda.

'For you? Always.' Wanda winked and approached the older woman. She wanted to land the punch as fast as possible, her stamina not as on par as Natasha's was. Natasha blocked all of her punches and started laughing.

'Are you even trying Wanda?' Natasha taunted her; this was all part of Sam's plan. Natasha then lunged forwards and took Wanda down with her. Wanda had expected to be in Natasha's grip, had planned for it actually, her face was very close to Natasha's face, she leaned in.

'I'm ready for my massage, have your hands run all over my body.' She whispered in Natasha's ear, hot breath on her face. Natasha relaxed her grip a bit, looking wide-eyed at the brunette, who did not meet her eyes but started nibbling on her ear. Natasha released her grip for only a second, but it was enough for Wanda to escape, she shifted and now she had the spy locked in her arms.

'You may have won our bet, but' Natasha said, as she regained herself and broke free with ease. 'You have a lot yet to learn.' She then locked Wanda in such a way that there was no escape, for her and she gave up, content that landed a hit, she even had the Black Widow in her lock, if only for mere seconds.

'I think you owe me a massage, good timing, my muscles are killing me.' Wanda laughed

'What did you say? I told you distraction was your best bet.' Sam came up and hugged Wanda. This made Natasha sick in her stomach for some reason, but she suppressed it, jealousy was not her style. Black suited her way more than green.

'Something that worked.' Wanda winked at Natasha.

'Dismissed, I will see you in one hour, we will meet in the quinjet.'