2000-Girl's Day Out

For the past 6 months all May and Hill really heard about was The Black Widow. Whether or not she was here because she was on the run, whether she was here as a sleeper agent, or whatever else people had been coming up with. But since they both new Barton they decided to give the woman a chance. So together they decided to take her out to get her clothes that for once didn't have some kind of insignia branded across it. They managed to get Fury's approval (he was growing tired of having to approve whether or not the Widow could move from her own room) to let them take her off base for the day.

They showed up to her door that was across from Barton's and knocked. It took a few moments before the door cracked open, the red head stared out at the two women looking confused.

"Can I help you?" she asked pulling the door further open so she could get a better look at Hill and May.

"My money's on those being the only clothes you have without SHIELD stamped across it somewhere am I right?" May asked pointing to the closet behind her to the right of the bed. She nodded, which made May smirk.

"That's what we thought, and that's why we are taking you shopping. So get dressed, we leave in 15. Meet us in the garage, you know where it is right?" Hill asked as the two women turned to leave. When Natasha nodded they took their leave and headed down to the garage.

15 minutes later Natasha entered the garage and spotted the other women standing next to a blood red sports car. Making her way over to them she kept glancing around her, seeing how paranoid the red head was May and Hill looked at each other then back to her as she arrived in front of them. Before they could ask the question that was on the tip of both their tongues Natasha spoke,

"This wouldn't be the first time someone has lured me into an ambush by using false friendship or kindness" she stated looking from one to the other and then sweeping the room and then the car in front of her. "But it seems there truly is a first for everything. So what is the plan?" she asked as she walked around the women and opened the car door. Hill got into the opposite side of the car as May started the engine.

They spent the rest of the afternoon wandering through an outlet mall and for most of that time Natasha was trying to figure out what these two women wanted from her. She was already meeting with Fury 4 times a week giving information on everything she knows about everything they asked for but she couldn't figure out what they wanted.

"Why did you bring me here?" the question left her lips before she could stop it, but neither women looked overly surprised that she had asked it. "I'm already tell Fury everything he wants to know, so why did he send you two to be all friendly with me?"

"Fury didn't send us, we asked to do this."

"Why?"

"Because we wanted to know why Barton risked his life and his job to save you. Plus us girls need to stick together, you can't just be hanging around Clint all the time or you'll eventually go mad, trust us" May smirked. "We see the way the other agents tend to treat you, they avoid you out of fear or out of hatred. Not many people have had the career you've had and you have killed some of our people in the past as well."

"Then why are you here with me? If I have killed you people, your friends then why the hell aren't you avoiding me out? Because I can tell you right now that neither one of you is afraid of me or you wouldn't have come by yourselves without some kind of security detail surrounding us right now or a sniper perched somewhere in a building across the street ready to cut me down at the slightest wrong move by me, cause I'd know if there were. I've been trained to notice these things since before I can remember," Natasha retorted, getting tired of not knowing.

Deciding to shed some light on the whole situation May sat down on a nearby bench and Natasha realized that if she wanted answers she was going to have to play by their rules for now, so she took a seat next to May and Hill stood in front of them blocking any onlookers attempts to pry..

"Barton's told us a little of what he knows from your past," at the look of slight betrayal starting to form on her face May stepped in, "only the information that he was given for his and Coulson's OP to take you out, he would never betray your trust like that, especially not that now that he has got at least some of it." Maria continued "as well as the random things that he's been interpreted over the past 8 months. And from what we've heard you actually want to change, you want to do some good. That you're no here as some sleeper agent, even though there are still plenty of people who still think that way, trying to take SHIELD down from the inside, Barton's not stupid enough to just fall for another pretty face. He believes in you so we told Fury that in order for people to start to see you as less of a threat and more of a person we needed to start showing others that more people especially those who are higher up in the ranks believe that to, cause what good would it be for no one to be scared of you am I right?"

"So we decided that for that you needed more than one person you could trust. So if you want, consider us two more people who don't want to drop you out of a helicopter." Hill finished.

Natasha looked between Hill and May taking in what she'd just heard. Her whole life, or for as long as she could remember she had been lied to, manipulated by others in order to suit and make priority of everyone else's needs above her own. But for some reason she believed that they were telling the truth, she wasn't stupid enough to follow them blindly but she would do her best to try and change the way she thought in order to not see everyone as a potential threat to her well-being.

"So, what are the chances that I'll be able to get these clothes charged to some SHILED spending account is there?" she asked as a smirk started forming on her lips, even though she was new at this she felt as if these women would understand her better than most at SHIELD.

"I had a feeling we'd get along, now I know we are going to get on just fine Widow, don't ya think May?" Hill asked the older woman.

"You'll fit in just fine-" May agreed but paused as if not wanting to use the name the red head was known by.

"Natasha, my name's Natasha."

"You'll fit in just fine – Natasha"