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Natasha looked over several files, going over anything she may have missed. After the ultron incident, she was making sure to have better security details just in case anything like that happened ever again. She was backing up her files on flash drives, the one thing that was not able to be hacked when not hooked up to the computer.

Natasha sighed. It was tiring work but she wanted to be careful, especially since stark wasn't here to help her out (not that she would admit to needing or wanting his help; he was a giant pain to be around). She was almost done anyway. She had reached some of the more obscure files marked under experiments. As she was about to lock that one onto the flash drive she found something interesting 'subject Nil' surprised, Natasha clicked on the file. But to her surprise and utter disappointment there were only a few words on the file 'subject appears to be nihilistic'. There were literally no other words on the file. It must have been obtained before it was completed. Either that or this was all that was ever completed. Well, she decided to ignore it. it may have been important before, but since they had cleared out all of Hydra's bases, it must have been an old files.

Natasha turned away and left the room she needed some coffee right now. There were still so many files, that she had to deal with but she would do that later.

Wanda looked out into the distance, absent-mindedly levitating a rock with her powers flinging it into the lake that she could see in the distance. She felt angry, hating every second of it. Xander… she was not going to let him control her. Not her heart anyway. She had left to protect him from her enemies. With a small scream of frustration, she turned and walked back into her room. She saw the picture that Xander had given her. It was still lying on the desk where she had left it. She hadn't even noticed it before; not since she got back anyway. She grabbed the picture from its place and tossed it in the drawer her desk had. She didn't want to see it again. Not ever again. It just hurt too much.

Steve had wanted her to take a break from training given her extreme emotions right now. But that honestly left her with very little options, since the base was only for training. Sure there were some recreational areas, courtesy of stark (dear god was she ever going to like the fact he was indirectly helping her right now). So she decided to visit the spa, perhaps all that steam might help clear her head. She went to her closet and grabbed a one-piece bathing suit (she still wasn't comfortable walking around leaving little to the imagination) that Natasha had gotten her when the two went on a shopping spree not long after the events of Sokovia, as a 'girl bonding time' experience. Well Wanda really wasn't going to argue with that; she did need more cloths since she didn't have all that much to begin with. But the bathing suit had been quite the surprise to say the least. She honestly didn't think she was ever going to need such a thing. But unfortunately Natasha had talked her into getting it anyway. Wanda was left wondering if that had been her idea of a joke.

Well as of now it officially didn't matter Wanda was able to find some use in this strange outfit suited for water and such. Well she wasn't going to complain now. She quickly covered the thing with her jacket (she didn't want to be seen carrying it) and made her way to the spa area that Stark and built. It housed a pool hot tub and weight room. Wanda had yet to even visit these places, she spent most of her time in the training area anyway. She made her way over to the showers where she entered one, before stripping herself of her cloths and slipping into the bathing suit. It wasn't the best; or so Wanda thought. It was rather tight, showing off a little more of her body than she was used to, despite covering it. Well it was the only one she had; perhaps she should try going shopping for more to not feel as cautious as she was now. At least no one was going to see her in this. She did not want to give anyone ideas.

She exited the room and made her way over to the room marked 'spa' she opened the door where she immediately activated the spa room allowing so steam to enter, before slipping into the warm water. She moaned in pleasure, enjoying the feeling of the water. Growing up she didn't have that luxury after the death of her parents; she just survived wherever she could, even if that meant cold water, something she hated with a passion now that she had a warm shower or bath if she so desired. She felt herself dip below the water, covering her body in his warmth. If there was one thing she loved about her childhood it was that she learned to swim early on. True she wasn't swimming at the moment, but being able to float helped. The warm water caressed her cheek as if comforting her. it was dark for she closed her eyes. She stayed curled under the water for several seconds lost in its touch.

It soothed her, giving her the comfort she had desired ever since returning from her unfortunate errand. Her irritation had faded after stepping into the spa, but the dull ache of guilt was not so easily quelled.

Wanda Emerged from the water, gasping for breath. Guess she spent a little too much time under the water because now she was gasping for air, taking long breaths, trying to calm down. After calming to relax she leaned back against the wall, sighing with relief. He heart beat slowed and for the first time she let out a smile.

She might not have lied being forced to take time off, but she had to admit after spending years watching her back and that battle in Sokovia, it felt so good to have a moment to relax. She let out a small giggle; maybe she should just hide in here whenever she was stressed. It certainly seemed to work.

Natasha sipped on her coffee making her way back to the files that she had left when she needed that coffee. She didn't want to admit it, but she was addicted to coffee. It helped her wake up in the morning, but to be honest she really needed it.

With a small skip in her step, Natasha made her way over to the room, but nearly dropped her coffee in shock when she found Vision looking over the files. Which looked neat, organized and from the looks of it almost done.

Vision turned round, giving her a small smile. "Morning Ms. Romanoff, I saw these files just sitting here and I decided to work on them. It seems it was the right thing; my sensors indicate that you are exhausted.

Natasha stiffened. Despite being programed by Tony Stark, Vision was almost completely nothing like his creator, inheriting none of Tony Stark's ego. You know, despite the fact Vision was created from J.A.R.V.I.S. it was surprising because said program was about as sarcastic as could be. Vision was as well, but still, it unnerved Natasha.

Then again on the other hand Vision had completed al of her paperwork so who was she to complain; she could certainly use the time to train instead. It certainly was more preferable. She hated the paper work; she was just the one who could get it done the fastest, since she was a master hacker. But apparently Vision was able to do it much faster. Leave it to the android created by a Genius to do the work the fastest.

Natasha nodded, before walking away and out of the room. She needed more time to wake up anyway. Coffee did wonders, so the more the merrier.

She made her way back to the kitchen, deciding that she needed another cup of coffee. That and maybe a quick session of training and yoga for exercise. That would be nice, before perhaps heading to the spa or something. She felt like she could need it right now.

Natasha wasn't really that type of girl, who enjoyed being pampered so much, but she had to admit she would have enjoyed the relaxing. But that was stolen from her when Bruce left for Fiji. It was heartbreaking; she felt that everything was taken away from her. She couldn't have children because the possibility was quite literally ripped out of her. Then she spent the rest of her life following that as an assassin before S.H.I.E.L.D showed up and (thankfully) Clint managed to get her to join their cause, even though she was helping H.Y.D.R.A

Then when she finally found Bruce, who was quite different from most of the men that she worked with as a member of the Avengers.. Unlike the rest of the Avengers who either had an ego, used their powers for good or where not afraid to brandish their power, Bruce was kind of like her.

She had wanted to run away with him leaving the superhero life behind, and start a family with him, even if that meant adopting children because neither could have children of their own, Bruce by choice, Natasha by force.

But in the end, the black widow was all she could ever be. Unless Bruce returned to her.

The red head thought about Wanda, who also was having problems. That boy that she and Wanda met at the diner. The one that had kissed Wanda for the first time during the sunset. Wanda seemed almost afraid to see him. She never did get that far, considering Wanda had run off trying to get advice that Natasha jus couldn't give her. Since she had gotten back, she hadn't asked the younger girl about her crush at all.

Well Natasha did like to talk to her, so maybe they could find something to talk about with her.

Wanda was still lying in the water lost in the comforting warmth of the water; she had been lying there for who knows how long. It brought a smile to her face, making her very happy. No one had disturbed her (probably because no one really came into the room) and she was just in a state of pure bliss.

She felt so good. The water had proved such a relief her time of grief. Not as much as talking to Pietro, but it still helped. Besides talking about relationship was the last thing she wanted to talk about. She was trying to relieve herself of her guilt not continue to sulk over her actions.

Wanda sat up straight, finally deciding that she had enough of the water. She needed to get out of here soon anyway. She didn't want anyone worrying abut her if she disappeared all day. She was surprised that no one had come looking for her already.

Wanda silently stepped out of the water, grabbing one of the many towels that were left on the rack; she wiped herself dry, before wrapping her towel around her (she didn't want to be seen walking around in nothing but her bathing suit.) She quickly exited the room, making her way back to her room. She felt relaxed and much better than she did before. With a smile she made her way back to her room, where she managed to get dressed in more relaxing cloths, before making her way back to her balcony and looked out into the lake.


I suppose that this is a little happier than other chapters. I hope you are enjoying this. There will be mention of the villain soon, once I feel its good to introduce him. Feel free to review follow and favorite.