"What do you mean you 'can't' teleport back?" Natasha asked as they drove down the highway, the bright lights of Hungary in front of them, bright against the night sky.

"You know that thing I did earlier? Teleporting a WHOLE CAR," Karley pointed out the obvious. "That pretty much used up all my energy. Unless you want me to shut the whole city down, I don't have enough to get back home."

"It's a girls road trip," Yelena said from the passengers seat, turning the music up. Natasha turned it off.

"You two weren't even supposed to be here," the redhead complained, switching lanes as the car behind them honked.

"You're a shit driver," the blond commented, not helping the situation.

"Yelena stay out of this," Natasha snapped at her sister.

"We're here now Natasha, so tell us what the game plan is," Daisy reached up and rubbed her girlfriends shoulders, trying to ease the anger radiating off the woman.

"Oh please do tell the story," Yelena said, turning to her sister as they all waited.

"It's complicated," the redhead huffed, relaxing a bit at Daisy's touch.

Seeing that her sister didn't want to explain herself at the moment Yelena switched the subject, grabbing her jacket.

"You know this is the first piece of clothing I've ever bought for myself." Natasha glanced over to the jacket with so many pockets she couldn't even count them.

"That?"

"Yeah. You don't like it?"

"Is that like a... is it Army surplus or?"

"Okay it has a lot of pockets," the blond defended her trusty jacket she got a week or two ago. Natasha chuckled, her eyes turning back to the road. "But I use them all the time, and I made some of my own modifications."

"Oh yea?" The redhead laughed, causing her sister to scoff and look out the window.

"Whatever. The point is, I've never had control over my own life and now I do. I want to do things," she explained.

Karley knew what that felt like this past year. She was still feeling it now. Rumlow was going to be pissed when he didn't find her at the tower for their usual meetings.

"Hmm. I like your vest," Nat admitted.

"I knew it, I knew you did. It's so cool, right?"

"It's good. Yes, I like it."

"It is pretty cool," Daisy said, typing away on her phone to update Coulson on where the three woman had disappeared to but not giving away too much information. Natasha had been pissed that they followed her in the first place so she'd be equally as pissed if the Avengers showed up.

"And you could put so much stuff in here you don't even know," the blond continued showing her jacket off, opening one of the pockets and pulling out a pack of gum. "Anyone want a piece?"

The rest of the drive was spent talking about plans.

Daisy and Karley listened closely as the other sisters explained to them what had happened and how the Red Room worked.

"How old were you guys?" Daisy asked in concern.

"Well I was six, Natalia was eleven when we were put into training," Yelena answered, the memories from that terrible night flooding her mind.

"That's awful," Karley mumbled. At least she was a grown up when the Red Dawn had taken her, not that it makes it any better.

"Well, like I said, life's tough kid," Natasha repeated her words from a few months ago.

"No one should have to go through that though," Daisy replied as she rubbing circles onto her girlfriends hand, the redhead having reached back for it when they began talking about their haunted past.

"I really don't know where the Red Room is though, I'm sorry," Yelena apologized.

"I know, it's okay. I think I know someone who does," her sister said.

"Oh yea? Who?"

"We're gonna need a jet," was all Natasha replied as they drove on through the night, stopping to sleep when they reached their destination. Natasha made a call to someone to arrange a jet for the next morning.

Walking into the field, the girls could see a beat up fighter helicopter that looks like the last time it's seen action was the Cold War.

"I said we needed a jet," Natasha called across the field. The rest watched as a man walked out.

"Yeah you know what you didn't give me? Time. Or money," he called back as they approached. "I'm not made of jets."

"I thought you were supposed to be the best?" Yelena challenged him, walking up to the glass windows.

"Oh I'm sorry and you are?" He asked, eyeing the blond up.

"None of your business," the blond said, swinging her bag off of her shoulder and walking up the rickety steps, Karley behind her.

A few hours and an avalanche later, the four woman managed to easily break a man out of prison as he, Daisy and Natasha climbed up the rope and back into the helicopter.

"Yes!" Yelena exclaimed in happiness at how their plan worked out. "I need some help up here!" She added on quickly, seeing that the helicopter was having trouble staying airborne in its condition.

"Tell me what to do," Karley said, taking a seat in the copilots chair. The two of them got to work on stabilizing their ride.

"Oh that was exciting," the big man said, sitting in one of the back seats across from Daisy and Natasha, the two of them brushing the snow off of themselves. That was too close. Thankfully as the avalanche approached the trio on the rope, Daisy had managed to quake the closest snow away from burring them alive. "Oh I'm so proud of you girls."

As he walked up to the cockpit to talk to Yelena she backhanded him in the nose, causing him to stumble away and sit down once more.

"Why the aggression, huh?" He asked, rubbing his nose in pain. "Is it your time of the month?"

Daisy took a moment to size the man up. Alexei, she knew was his name, was covered in poorly made tattoos, his white shirt stained from dirt and grime. Even from across the helicopter she could smell the retched stench coming from him.

She also knew that this was the man who claimed to be Natasha and Yelena's father, though that was only part of his cover when he was in America. Just the thought that he willingly gave his two daughters, even if not by blood, to the man that they were after made her fists tighten in anger.

"We don't get our period dipshit. We don't have a uterus," Yelena explained, annoyed with his attitude already.

"Or ovaries," Natasha added on, grabbing Daisy's hands in her own. They were both freezing.

Alexei made a disgusted face at what the girls were saying.

"That's what happens when the Red Room gives you an involuntary hysterectomy. They kind of just go in and they rip out all of your reproductive organs," Yelena continued, mimicking ripped out organs with her hands. "They just get right in there and chop them all away. Everything out so you can't have babies."

Alexei held his hands up in surrender.

"Okay, okay. Okay! Okay! You don't have to get so clinical and nasty," his thick Russian accent said from his seat.

"Oh well I was about to talk about the fallopian tubes, but okay," Yelena said, turning her attention back on flying.

"No. It means so much to me that you came back for me."

Natasha shook her head in anger. That's not the reason they came back for him. She would've been content to never see this man again, but they needed his help.

"No," the redhead started, not able to keep her anger at bay any longer. "You're going to tell us how to get to the Red Room," she demanded, calming down a bit when Daisy squeezed her hand in reassurance. Alexei eyed their joined hands for a moment.

"Huh. Look at you, all business," he said, leaning back in his seat to get comfy.

"Trust me, this isn't pleasure," she spat back at him.

"Little Natalia, all indoctrinated in the Eastern agenda."

"I chose to go East to become an Avenger, cause they treated me like family," she said, rubbing her girlfriends hand at the mention of family.

"Really?" The man questioned. "Family? Well where are they now? Where is that family now?"

"Right here," the redhead stated, pointed to Daisy and Karley. "Now tell us where the Red Room is."

The man raised his eyebrows at that, clearly not having expected the two girls he's never seen before to be part of the Avengers. It made sense now though, as they didn't look like they were Russians. He also noticed how the one holding Natasha's hand was wearing gauntlets. Upon closer inspection he thought the girl resembled the new Avenger on the team. It made sense how they made it out of the avalanche unharmed now. She was Quake.

"I have no idea," he said angrily.

"Come on. You and Dreykov were like -"

"General Dreykov?" He cut her off with a laugh. "The man who made me into the Soviet Unions first and only super soldier? The man who stationed me in America for three years when I could've been doing so much more? I could've been more famous than Captain America!" Karley scoffed at that. Who did this guy think he was? "Then he puts me in prison for the rest of my life. For what? I'm not even the one who uh," he points to Natasha. "Who killed his daughter."

"Can we throw him out the door now?" Daisy asked, her patience wearing thin.

"I think we should wait till we get to a higher altitude," Natasha said, patting her girlfriends hand.

The fact that Natasha had killed Dreykovs daughter didn't come as a surprise, the redhead having told her of the horrors she faced in Budapest with Clint a few years back. The fact that this man was throwing that back in her girlfriends face made her want to do terrible things.

"Why not ask Melina where he is," the man spoke in Russian, so the two others didn't hear him.

"Wait mom Melina?" Yelena questioned, confusion written on her face.

"We thought she was dead," Natasha said, just as confused. Alexei scoffed, turning to face the redhead.

"You cannot kill a fox that swift," he said with a fond smile.

"Ew," Natasha made a face, almost making Daisy smile. Almost. It was adorable.

"What?" Alexei defended. "She was the scientist, the strategist. I was just the muscle. She worked closer with Dreykov than I ever did. She was one of his first generations of Widows."

"So you're telling us that Melina is working for the Red Room present day?" Natasha asked, sitting up at this lead.

"She works remotely outside of St. Petersburg."

Karley glanced at the fuel odometer.

"Uh, I don't think we have enough juice to get to St. Petersburg," she said.

"No, we're good, we'll make it," Alexei said confidently.

They indeed, did not make it all the way as Yelena led them into a controlled crash in the middle of a field.

"You should've brought the Avengers' superjet," Alexei said to the girls, hopping out of the helicopter as they gathered what little supplies they had, following after.

Natasha and Yelena walked ahead, Karley and Daisy following closely behind them.

"I swear, if I hear one more word from him, I'll kick him in the face," Yelena growled, leading the way.

Karley laughed at that before really quickly jumping into the astral plane, gathering the energy from the crashed helicopter.

Alexei jumped back from the shield that projected from the girl he still didn't recognize, looking in awe at the sparkling energy. He reached a hand out to touch it, recoiling in shock as it burned him. Yelena laughed at the sight, watching as the blue forcefield faded just as quickly as it came.

"That's really cool," she commented, falling back next to Karley as they walked through the fields. "What were you doing though?"

"Thanks, I was actually astral projecting myself to a different plane. It's where I get my power from," the brunette explained.

"That's so cool!" The blond squealed. "Can you show me what you can do?" Karley laughed at the excitement in her voice.

"Yea, watch this," she said, creating a small blue block of energy in front of Alexei as he was walking. Both of the watched as he tripped over it, faceplanting into the mud on the ground.

"I wish I could do that," Yelena said through her giggles as Alexei pushed himself up, looking around in confusion.

"It has it's moments," Karley admitted, creating another small ball of energy in her hand, rolling it over her fingers like a coin. "Wanna hold it?" She asked, presenting the bundle of energy out to the blond.

"Yeah!" She said, reaching for the ball. Karley gently lowered it into the blonds hand, watching as she laughed and tossed it in the air, catching it carefully. "This is like, the coolest thing I've ever seen. Can I throw it? What would happen?"

"Well, it's not going to explode or anything," Karley explained, knowing that it was too small to cause any real harm. "It'll just be a small shock."

Hearing that it wasn't harmful, Yelena took aim and threw it at a nearby flower, watching as the small plant caught on fire, the ball of energy dispersing around it.

"That is so cool," she said, grinning like a child. "How long have you had these abilities? Since you were a child?"

"Actually no, I got them less than a year ago." Yelena raised her eyebrows, both of them stepping over a pothole as the blond waited for her to continue. "Have you heard of Inhumans?" Karley asked.

"Yeah, I saw the outbreak that happened a few years ago. The Red Room actually tried using them, I'm pretty sure we have a few but I never got close enough to confirm it or not."

Karley stopped for a moment in shock, before continuing. She shouldn't be surprised, really. The Red Dawn used them for the same reason as the Red Room would've, only with a side agenda for Thanos.

"Have you ever heard of the Red Dawn?" She asked hesitantly. This time Yelena stopped and looked to the girl.

"How do you know that name?" She asked in shock.

Only a few people knew of the Red Dawn, it was a branch of the Red Room after all. It was created recently, but Yelena had heard the name many times and even did some work for them over the last year. The Red Room created them so that they could do the same thing that they were doing, only with Inhumans. They gave the Red Dawn the chemical agent that was used on the Widows, but a much more potent version of the drug.

"You know them?" Daisy asked, stopping in her tracks having overheard the two younger siblings talking.

Suddenly it clicked in Yelena's head.

Daisy and Karley were both Inhumans. Karley mentioned yesterday that she went through something similar to the Red Room. She was an agent of the Red Dawn, or was at least.

"They're a branch of the Red Room, the same thing really except they use Inhumans. Dreykov commissioned them sometime last year, putting this woman in charge of running it. I've even done some work for them," the blond explained. "Wait you were one of those Inhumans?" She asked to Karley.

"Yea up until a few months ago, Daisy and the Avengers managed to break me free," Karley lied, knowing deep down that they still had their hooks in her. As much as she wanted to scream for help, to tell them the truth, she wouldn't. She needed to follow her orders, she knew that. There was no other choice.

"Well shit," Daisy said, as they continued walking. "Was that woman's name Mrs. Frederic?"

"I think so, yeah. How did you break the connection?" Yelena asked curiously, suddenly very suspicious of the young Inhuman next to her.

"A magician went into her head and we cleared her system of the drugs, she's clean Yelena," Natasha explained, seeing her little sisters change in attitude.

Little did they know, Yelena was right to be suspicious.

"Well shit, can this magician pay me a visit sometime?" The blond asked, eased a bit at this news. Though she was still weary of Karley, she had no reason to be hostile until proven wrong. She would be keeping an eye on her though.

"Highly don't recommend it," Karley laughed, recalling how confusing and even painful the experience had been. "So let me get this straight," she continued. "The Red Dawn, the Red Room and Hydra are all working together?"

"It seems that way," Natasha answered, having the same thoughts. "It's not surprising really. They have similar interests, so it makes sense that they're sharing their resources."

"Well I guess taking down the Red Room is one step closer to Hydra and the Red Dawn," Daisy commented, as the group continued in silence.

That is until Alexei walked up to Natasha.

"Natasha, I want to ask you something," he said, speeding up to match her quickened pace. "Did he ever, you know, talk about me? Swap some war stories?" He asked as he stuffed his hands in his pockets.

"Who, what are you talking about?" She asked, already annoyed.

"Captain America," Alexei said as if it were obvious. "My great adversary in this theatre of geopolitical conflict."

Natasha stopped in her tracks, having had enough.

"Wait. You haven't seen either one of us in twenty years," she gestured to Yelena. "And you're gonna ask me about you?"

"What is with this tension?" He asked. "Have I done something wrong?"

Everyone groaned, rolling their eyes.

"Is that a serious question?" Yelena asked, pinching her nose.

"I only ever loved you girls," he said, annoyed with their hostility. "I did my best to make sure you would succeed, to achieve your fullest potential, and everything worked out."

"Everything worked out?" Natasha said, venom dripping in her voice.

"Yes. For you, yes!" He shouted. "We accomplished our mission in Ohio," he walked towards the blond. "Yelena you went on to become the greatest child assassin the world has ever known. No one can match your efficiency, your ruthlessness." She glared daggers at him as he turned to the redhead. "And Natasha, not just a spy, not just toppling regimes, destroying empires from within, but an Avenger." He grabbed both of their hands, pulling them in closer. "You both have killed so many people. You ledgers must be dripping, just gushing red. I couldn't be more proud of you."

As he went to pull them into a hug, Natasha pushed away from him angrily, walking over to her girlfriend. Yelena let him hug her for a moment before pulling away as well.

"Okay, you can...no. Let go of me now," she walked away. "You smell really bad."

The rest of their walk was silent.

The sun was getting ready to set by time the five of them saw a little cabin in the distance.

"You okay?" Daisy asked her girlfriend once they were out of earshot from the rest.

"Dandy," Natasha replied, having picked the word up from Karley. She sighed, bringing Daisy's hand to her mouth before kissing her fingers that weren't covered by her gauntlets. "I'm sorry, this is a little stressful is all."

"A little? It's okay, I understand how family reunions can be," Daisy said, recalling her crazy father and mother. "I'm here if you want to talk about it though," she offered as the group approached a fence. They could see a woman with braided dark brown hair standing on the other side, a large fifty caliber sniper rifle as big as her in her hands. She was staring at them in shock.

"Honey, we're home," Alexei said to her with a smile as if he'd just come back from work. Without saying a word, Melina walked away from them. "Come on girls."

They hesitantly followed Melina into her cabin as she opened the door for them.

"Welcome to my humble abode," she said, kicking her shoes off as she led them deeper into the house. "Make yourself at home."

Natasha eyed everything wearily, looking for cameras and weapons. She couldn't see any, until Melina opened her food pantry, pulling it open to reveal a weapons safe within as she put the rifle inside.

"Hey, no funny business," the redhead warned, aware that she wasn't the only one at risk in this house.

"I am putting away my weapon," Melina said, turning to face Natasha.

"Are there any booby traps around here?" The redhead asked instantly, eyes still scanning everything. "Anything we need to know about."

"I didn't raise my girls to fall into traps," Melina replied coldly.

"You didn't raise us at all," Natasha shot back.

"Oh maybe so, but if you got soft it wasn't on my watch," she said, moving to grab a bottle of vodka.

As the girls sat at the table, waiting for Alexei to exit the bathroom, Melina eyed up the inhuman girls, specifically Karley.

"I don't think we've met," she told them. "I'm Melina."

"Daisy," the older sister said, Natasha's hand slipping into her own under the table.

Karley eyed the woman curiously. She had seen her before, she knows she has. She just couldn't place exactly where she knew her from. It was definitely from her time in the Red Dawn. For a moment, she wondered if Melina knew that she was still working for them.

"Karley, right?" Melina asked, already knowing her name.

"How do you know her name?" Natasha asked, though she had her suspicions after figuring out that the Red Dawn and the Red Room were working together.

"I worked on you," Melina answered carefully, glaring at the inhuman. "Sometime last year, but I would recognize your face from anywhere."

"I remember you too," Karley said slowly. "You wiped my memories, over and over and over, for months." Seeing the blue energy forming in the girls eyes, Yelena grabbed her hand under the table.

"Hey, Karley she was just like us," the blond said, treading carefully with the tension in the room. Yelena was shocked when she saw the blue slowly recede from Karley's eyes, her hand instead gripping the blonds tightly.

"I know, but that doesn't make this any easier," Karley said, standing up from the table and walking away.

"You wiped her memories?" Yelena turned to the woman. "Please tell me that is wasn't willingly."

"It wasn't!" Melina claimed, throwing her hands up. "It's not like I could say no to Dreykov, you know how he is."

Natasha sighed. As if this night could get any worse, she just found out that her pretend mother wiped her girlfriends little sisters mind, turning her into one of the Red Rooms puppets. Or the Red Dawns, there really wasn't a difference anymore.

"I'm going to go check on her," Daisy said, standing up from the table to find her sister.

"Let's drink," Melina said, pouring shots for everyone at the table. This was going to be a long dinner.

It didn't take long for Karley to kick Daisy out of the room she was hiding in, saying she didn't want to talk. Try as she might, Daisy couldn't get her little sister to open up to her about the subject, so she retreated out of the room to give her some space.

As she walked out of the room, she could see it wasn't going much better at the dinner table either.

"Who cares? That wasn't real," Natasha said firmly.

"What?" Yelena's broken voice asked the redhead.

"That wasn't real. Who cares," Natasha repeated, the words breaking her sisters heart.

"Don't say that," Yelena cried. "Please don't say that. It was real. It was real to me. You are my mother. You were my real mother. The closest thing I ever had to one. The best part of my life was fake," she took a deep breath to hold the tears at bay. "And none of you told me. And those agents you chemically subjugated around the globe? That was Karley. That was me."

Daisy quickly left, heading to the other spare bedroom, not wanting to interrupt them as she lay down to wait for her girlfriend.

Karley was sitting at the foot of the bed, her thoughts racing when the door opened. Looking up, she could see Yelena enter with a bottle of vodka. Saying nothing, the brunette moved over, making room for the blond next to her.

Yelena plopped down gratefully as she passed the bottle to Karley. She took a big swig before passing it back to the blond.

"Regret coming?" Yelena asked humorously, drinking from the bottle as well.

"Honestly I wasn't even supposed to stay," Karley answered, the two of them staring out the window to the setting sun. "I was just dropping Daisy off."

"You can't teleport all the time?" The blond laughed.

"No," Karley smiled. "Only when I have enough energy. It takes a stupid amount for me to do that. I actually stole all of that energy to get us here and when I teleported the car from Starks suits."

Yelena laughed at that, sure that the man wasn't happy about that.

"Well it's not too late to back out," she offered, looking into Karley's eyes, their faces a few inches away. She could smell the vodka between them as she stared into the deep green beauties that belonged to the brunette.

"Now where's the fun in that?"

Yelena pulled away, returning her gaze to the setting sun.

"You know we might die, right?"

"That's nothing new to me."

"Oh? I thought you had only worked for the Red Dawn for a few months."

"I did, and as much fun as that was, I was in the Marines before that," Karley explained, pulling her shirt down a bit to reveal her scars. "I've been shot four times, so this isn't new for me."

"Ha! Funny enough, my entire time in the Red Room and I've never been shot until yesterday."

"That was a graze, doesn't count," the brunette joked, accepting the bottle again as Yelena unzipped her suit.

"Well I've been stabbed and blown up by a grenade if that counts," she said, exposing a rough pink patch of scarring on her stomach next to her hip. A few inches above that was a softer pink scar.

"I'd say that counts," Karley laughed, her eyes trailing up to Yelena's exposed breasts.

"My eyes are up here," Yelena whispered, their faces slowly moving closer, the desire between them undeniable. Just as their lips brushed against each other, a bright light flooded into the room, causing both of them to pull apart before jumping to their feet. "They found us," Yelena whispered in horror, quickly zipping her suit back up as the duo ran for the door.

Before they could reach it though, the glass behind them shattered as Karley fell to the ground unmoving. The blond could see multiple darts sticking out of her back and neck.

Shaking the effects of the alcohol off, Yelena pressed herself against the door and pulled her gun out. As she moved through the house searching for her sister, she found the redhead unconscious on the ground. Quickly checking for a pulse, the blond sighed in relief when she found one.

"I'm sorry," Melina said from behind her, activating her Widow bites and shocking Yelena as she fell to the ground.

Taskmaster walked in, looking to the woman expectantly.

"Let's not keep him waiting."