The Deal
The Widow took in her surroundings as she was led away from the archer, the only person who so far seemed to not fear her or want her dead. Before her and the female agent, she remembers someone calling her Hill, she looked back to the three men. Making eye contact with the archer she could tell that he didn't have a say at the moment to what happens to her, she had a feeling something like this would happen. Once they were out of sight the two women headed to the steel door on their left just down the hallway. Hill swiped her badge over the square metal box to the right of the door and it slide open and a key pad slid out. Blocking her view of the pad Hill quickly typed in her personal access code and the door sprung open allowing the two to enter. Closing the door behind them, Hill took out a key and unlocked her handcuffs. Raising an eyebrow at her actions, Hill simply shrugged.
"The chances of you actually making it out of this cell and past the guards are slim. And even if you did manage it there's an order to kill you on sight. So if Barton really is right about you and you want this second chance as he likes to call it then you won't try to escape." She said as she moved back towards the door, before she left she turned back and looked right into the Widows eyes "in a way I really hope Barton's right about you because I saw the good it did him and what he's done with it." With that she left, locking the door behind her.
With nothing but her thoughts to keep her company she sat on the bed that lined the right side of the room. She surveyed her surroundings, there wasn't much in the room but it was better by far from what she was used to. A bed with a few pillows and a blanket, a small table and chair next to it, a door leading to what she assumed was a bathroom and lights distributed evenly across the ceiling. She propped herself against the headboard and waited, for what she wasn't sure. Whether it was the archer or Barton as everyone called him or someone else.
It didn't take long before she heard the keypad slide out of its hidden compartment and the door click open. She turned to see the archer and the suited man enter her cell, narrowing her eyes she watched as the two men entered the room and shut the door behind them. The archer pulled up the chair next to her bed and sat while the other man remained standing behind him.
"let me guess, since the whole point of your mission was to kill me but instead you brought me back, you've been ordered to 'get rid of me' so you're here to kill me. Am I right?" she drawled using air quotes. She always knew this was going to be here fate, no matter how much she may have wanted to believe what the archer told her, no one would ever want the Black Widow on their side.
"Just the opposite actually" to her surprise it was the man in the suit who spoke. Shifting her gaze from one man to the other and looked him straight in the eyes and he looked straight back. No fear, he seemed almost bored even amused at the situation. On the inside she was in shock and a wave of relief swept over her, not that she let it show the only way the two men know that she had even understood what they had told her was by the way she raised a single eyebrow.
"We're here to offer you a deal. In exchange for your cooperation, any and all intel that you possess on enemy groups and operatives that we request and your devotion to SHIELD we will give you immunity here in the states, a place at SHIELD and if you manage to succeed here over the next little while, well let's see if you get that far before I get your hopes up shall we?" Coulson said pulling out a phone, before turning to leave the cell he turned to Barton. "I have to go and start the ridiculous amount of paperwork that you have caused. When you're done here I expect you up in my office to help finish what you started." And with that he turned and left.
Once the door had closed the archer turned back to face her and said nothing. They sat there in silence stuck in what seemed to be a staring contest that neither one was willing to break. After what seemed like hours Clint broke the silence.
"So what do ya say? Wanna join SHIELD, clear that ledger of yours, do some good and really show the idiots, I mean council men that you're more than just what your file says. You may not understand why I did what I did right now, but one day you will and see yourself the way that I do now. A girl who deserves this more than anyone." Clint sat there for a few more minutes in silence then decided he wasn't going to get anything out of her today. He stood up took one last look at her and turned towards the door.
"I just want to know one thing, and all I'm asking is that you tell me the truth. I know I'm a prisoner and will be until I can prove my devotion to this place but all I'm asking is that you tell me the truth no matter how awful it may be." she spoke for the first time since Monaco, he could hear the slightest Russian accent hidden in her words and Clint turned back towards her. "Have you ever done something like this before? Brought someone in who didn't deserve it." He looked at her, after years of being in the business that he was in he had learned how to read people, but he couldn't for the life of him tell what she was thinking or if she really cared or not. He decided to give her the only things she's asked for since she got here, the truth.
"No, you're the first." And with that he left her with only her thoughts to keep her company.