A/N: I kinda have nothing to say so like yay?

Make it a great week and I'll talk to you soon

Red / S-B

The next day Laura woke up after Clint which was a surprise. Usually, she woke up when Clint walked out of the room if she wasn't awake yet, but this time she hadn't noticed. The kids were obviously not awake yet because the house was quiet. Knowing they soon would be, she grabbed some clothes and got dressed.

If Clint was awake, he would have taken Nate already. So that meant she had time to check up on Natasha. She was happy she did. She didn't know when she would have time to check up on her after the kids were downstairs. Getting them to school was always a whole mission in itself.

Again, Laura didn't bother to knock on the door only pushing it open carefully as she entered the room.

Natasha was lying in the bed, but her eyes were wide open as Laure walked in. They were staring intensely at her as she moved. And Laura didn't know why but she felt very small under her intense stare.

She had changed into the clothes Laura had given her last night which was something. They were a loose fit, not irritating her battle-scarred body too much which was the plan when Laura had gotten the set.

Laura watched as Natasha's eyes followed her as she walked across the room. Following every single step. Every single movement.

"Hi, sweetheart. How are you?" Laura said softly crawling up and into the bed trying to ignorer Natasha's cold look. If wasn't before Laura was beside her and she let her hand glide through her hair Natasha's eyes finally softened.

"Tired." Natasha said with a sight before adding. "but better." Laura nodded softly before continuing to brush through Natasha's hair.

"Do you want some painkiller again?" she whispered. She knew the redhead had emptied the boxes yesterday so if so, she needed to grab some new ones.

"Yes please," Natasha said. Her voice cracked as she let out a small groan. Laura's eyes softened before moving out of the bed again.

She walked over to her own bathroom only to find out she only had one box of each left. She thought she had socked up more, but guess she was wrong. She needed to get more later today then.

When she returned Natasha had curled up again but opened her eyes slowly as she walked into the room.

Laura smiled softly before moving over to the bed. She let Natasha use her as a support when she dragged herself up in a sitting position. She could see her right wrist was swollen and blue. It looked somehow worse today than what it had looked yesterday. As if something had happened overnight.

She watched Natasha take the glass and swallowing the pills Laura gave her. It was very clear she was in pain, still, but she seemed a bit better. The burses on her neck were slowly healing and so were the hikes, not as visible today as yesterday.

"Your wrist," Laura said slowly as Natasha handed her the glass back. Natasha seemed surprised by the question and looked down at her left arm. While her left also had some marks it wasn't as visible and was not the one Laura was talking about.

"Your other one." Laura corrected pointing at her right hand. Immediately Natasha's eyes got filled with pain, and she almost seemed scared. Why did it seem like she felt guilty?

"Let me look at it please," Laura said softly offering a hand. Natasha seemed hesitant but nodded slowly before letting her look at her hand.

It was completely blue around the wrist. It for sure seemed like she had been tied down as she suspected. You could even see the mark of a knot. But Laura also saw another mark, something that seemed newer. It looked more like something some handcuffs could make.

Laura let her finger glide across the bruise before carefully putting some pressure around it. The reaction was immediate as Natasha violently retracted her hand in pain. Laura looked at her surprised. Natasha too almost seemed shocked by her reaction and looked down at her own wrist which she was now holding around with her left hand.

"I'm going to buy a brace for it, Natasha. This is really bad." Laura said. It was more a statement than anything. She didn't want her to say no. It was clearly bothering her and was somehow still getting worse. It needed to get some support to heal. And considering how much Natasha was moving when she slept, she needed something that would support her at all times, even while she slept. It really seemed like the best option right now.

"But in the meantime, I'm going to tape it. Okay?" Laura explained looking into Natasha's green eyes. Even in the dimmed light, she could see the hesitation. She was looking at her with a distant look while the worry was lingering over her. But even if the woman was resistant, she couldn't care about that now. Something needed to be done if this was going to get better.

Laura, for the second time, jumped out of bed, to go to her bathroom. Clint had a collection of sports tapes, and he often taped his fingers or let Laura tape his wrist if he sometimes was a bit too hard on himself while practicing outside with this bow.

Laura rolled her eyes when she realized the only tape they had, was Hawkeye purple. But since they didn't have anything else, she just had to go with it.

When she returned to Natasha's room, she made sure to put the light on full power, so she had some more light to work with. Natasha was sitting in the middle of the bed looking at her as Laura slowly started to explain to her, her plan. She had a compression bandage in one hand and tape in the other.

"I'm going to put this bandage on first, so the tape won't irritate your skin too much, and then tape it. Okay?" Laura said as she slowly started to open the bandage. Natasha only nodded shortly before giving her, her wrist.

"Tell me if it's too tight okay," Laura said before slowly starting to wrap the wrist. She was carefully trying to not make it too tight. This was only temporary so it didn't need to be perfect.

She spent some time just doing the bandage before slowly starting to tape. Natasha continued to look at her the whole process, but not once did she say anything.

After 15 minutes Laura was done. She looked up at Natasha who only looked down at her wrist.

"How does it feel?" Laura said as she put down the tape. She watched Natasha trying to move her waist only getting rejected by the tape.

"Good. Thank you." Natasha said with a small smile. Laura looked at her back before hugging her softly. She could feel Natasha lean into the hug.

They sat in the bed for a lite while. They didn't talk much, they just sat there in the room. Laura was still unsure of how she should bring up and ask about what had happened. She wanted to know, but at the same time she of course didn't want to push the woman too much. The last thing she wanted was to push the woman away.

She ended up not asking. Instead, they just sat there for another 10 minutes before Laura had to move downstairs to start the kid's morning.

Their morning was always chaotic and had no structure to it whatsoever. She was a bit nervous about it since they had Wanda over. Not because the kids didn't behave and such, more because she was maybe a bit scared it would overwhelm the other woman with all the yelling and running around as they tried to get the kids into the car.

To her surprise, Wanda didn't seem to care. Instead, she was smiling most of the time, even laughing softly helping Laura to shove Lila out of the door to get into the car.

Wanda seemed to be in a very good mood and Laura felt no hesitation in her as she jumped into the passenger seat of the car.

The car ride was wild. For some reason, the kids felt even more hyper today and were bouncing around in the car the whole way. Laura could of course not do anything but laugh at them. She couldn't complain about happy kids. Still, she was wondering where they got the energy from.

Surprisingly they got to school in time for a change. She didn't know how she did it, but she somehow did. It had to be the first time in weeks.

The kids were running out of the car and Laura had to call after Lila so she wouldn't forget her backpack.

"How do they always have so much energy," Wanda said looking after the kids as they ran into the playground. Laura chuckled before saying.

"I don't know. I wonder the same every day." She turned around to look at the other girl. The woman was looking with an empty look out of the front window, but she had a small, almost sad smile on her lips.

"So you need clothes, but do you need anything else while we are out? I don't know how long you are staying but some toiletries maybe. A toothbrush? Any lady products? whatever you need. I need to go to the grocery as well as the pharmacy but other than that it's entirely up to you." Laura said softly as she started the car again.

The other woman didn't answer immediately only looking blankly for a while before turning to the mother.

"Yeah, all of that would be nice," Wanda said shyly. Laura smiled at the other woman. She seemed so insecure and Laura hoped she could change that like she had with Natasha.

"You know, Clint mentioned that he wanted to give you the guest room on a more permanent basis." Laura tried to keep her voice as steady as possible not to make it sound like any big deal. It really wasn't a big deal either, but she didn't want Wanda to feel like it was any pressure on it.

Clint had actually mentioned that, even before Laura had met Wanda. Laura knew he wanted the woman to be a part of their family. And they had done it once before with Natasha, and Laura had no problem with doing it again with Wanda. They had more than enough space in the house. And if they somehow had both Natasha and Wanda home plus a guest, they still could easily find a spot in the house to put an extra mattress.

"Really?" Laura tossed Wanda a fast look trying to keep her eyes on the road as the woman whispered her reply.

"Yeah of course. Clint has wanted to have you over forever, and why not make it a bit more personal?" Laura answered simply.

"But I don't want you guys to spend any money on-"

"Wanda, please. Do not think about it." Laura cut her before turning around and looking at her seriously as she parked the car. "We want to. And our money situation is very stable. More than enough. Don't worry." Laura said looking at her making sure the woman was getting everything she was saying.

"Okay. Thank you" Wanda only whispered back making Laura smile softly.

Wanda and Laura spend a good couple of hours just looking at clothes. At the start, Wanda had been very resistant to letting Laura pay for anything they looked at. But Laura didn't know if this woman really any money had to spend herself. The Avengers was mostly paid for by Tony and she had a feeling the way they got "paid" as the avengers was more him getting whatever they needed then and there rather than a check.

She had no problem spending a couple hundred dollars to make the girl happy. She had brought nothing with her, and it seemed like they would stay for a while. And she rather wanted to have some of Wanda's stuff at their place permanently than her needing to bring things with her every time she visited.

Besides she hadn't been lying when she said they had more than enough money regardless.

Wanda, like her mentor, had a taste of very dark and plain colours. It was a kinda layback style, and not as "elegant" as Natasha liked to dress. But it was still a lot of grays. But unlike Natasha, Wanda liked necklaces, makeup, and accessories and spent a good 15 minutes just looking at that.

Laura had never once seen Natasha put on any makeup around the house. She never had, not even 10 years ago. She only wore it for events or press, or if she came directly from a mission. And one of the first things she did when she then got home was to take it off unless it was a very minimal amount, which she sometimes let slide. The only jewelry the woman ever wore was her arrow necklace or occasionally she had some piercings in her ears.

Wanda on the other hand seemed to like playing with makeup, and she always seemed to have at least one necklace around her neck. Laura had also noticed that when she arrived, she had a small scent of perfume. It had been a soft roselike smell. She couldn't really place it, but she thought it smelled lovely.

Natasha had once told her she hated perfumes. It was a way to easy to get recognized by the smell. The only scented thing she used regularly was her shampoo which had a soft vanilla scent to it. Laura had never thought about it like that. Tracking people by their sent like that. But guess that was what happened when you were raised as a Russian spy under some of the most unforgiving people on the planet.

Wanda was very picky in the things she picked out. Not that Laura minded at all. She could tell the woman held back not picking out too much considering Laura was the one that was paying. But still, it turned into a total of three bags from 6 stores.

"Do you want to go somewhere to eat or do you want to just to the grocery store before the pharmacy and then heading home?" Laura asked as she put in the pin code for the latest purchase.

"I don't care. What do you want to do?" Wanda asked softly looking around in the store.

"I don't really mind either. It's still early so we have time. Though we can always go to the grocery store and pick something out together for and then make lunch at home." Laura said grabbing the bag from the counter. Wanda turned to her this time before nodding softly.

The two of them continued to make their way through the mall. They had already been in most of the stores, but Wanda continued to look around curiously keeping the phase quite slow, forcing Laura to stop up a few times to make sure she didn't lose the woman.

Still, she didn't ask to stop anywhere, only looking at all the windows with a happy look in her eye. Laura concluded that nothing really had caught her eye since she didn't stop. She hoped that if it was something Wanda really did want, she would ask.

Laura had of course been here countless times and knew the mall very well. Though she did get surprised when she noticed a store she hadn't seen before. It was a small music store. She had seen it getting advertised but hadn't had the time to go there yet.

"Actually now that we are here, can we go there," Laura said taking a sharp turn. She watched as Wanda looked at her confused, but only nodded not commenting on it.

"I've wanted to get the piano tuned forever." Laura continued to explain as she walked. The piano was not used very often. Natasha was the only one that played if the kids didn't decide to play with it. Still, it would make a nice Christmas gift to the redhead she thought.

The store was quite small. It was four pianos displayed as well as three keyboards. Other than that it had one wall filled width ukuleles and guitars. It was cramped, but still nice with a very calming atmosphere. She liked it.

It was only one employee there. A young man. Maybe in his late twenties. He smiled at them as they entered. Okay, maybe them was the wrong word to use considering he was really only looking at Wanda. But could she blame him? Wanda was a very pretty young woman so she could see where he was coming from.

Even if he was mostly interested in Wanda, he was still very helpful. They were apparently very booked throughout December, which of course was understandable. It was only one week and a bit until Christmas eve, so Laura already knew she was pushing her odds trying to get it fixed before the 25th. They decided a guy would come on the 27th to tune it instead. It would of course be after Christmas, but she could always just tell Natasha she was giving her the gift beforehand, and then at least it got done.

As Laura wrote down the address for them, she noticed Wanda looking at the wall of guitars. The woman was walking slowly along the wall studying every single instrument as she passed them. She had a very thoughtful look in her eyes.

"Do you play?" Laura watched as the woman jumped as she raised her voice. Wanda turned to her and shook her head.

"No" She smiled softly at the mother before continuing. "Got everything?" Laura looked at her for a second wondering what that change of topic was all about. Deciding not to think too much about it she only nodded slowly.

As they made their way over to the grocery store Laura noticed Wanda had stopped looking around. Instead, she was just looking straight ahead and had no problem keeping up with Laura as they walked. She was clearly lost in her head, but as long as she didn't walk into anyone or lost Laura, she let her continue to think about whatever was going through her head. Laura didn't want to bother her too much.

Food shopping was quite quick. She had written down a few things they needed for dinner, but she also just grabbed things as they went. As a mother of three now they usually ended up just having the same things for dinner every week. Just rotating one menu they knew worked with the busy schedule. And while Laura probably could have made some more exciting meals now and again, she usually ended up not doing so because either she didn't have the energy or the willpower to do so.

Sometimes she did end up making some fun lunches for her and Clint just as a variation. This wasn't often, but it was always nice when she did do it.

Wanda ended up requesting quesadillas for lunch and of course, Laura had any reason to say no. She hadn't made quesadillas in a while, but she was sure with a good recipe it would be a nice lunch regardless. It wouldn't take too much time to make either and she was sure Wanda was more than ready to help her make it.

While they walked through the store, she was sure to pick up some more soup materials as well as some ingredients for Natasha's favorite dinner. She wasn't sure when Natasha would reveal herself for the kids, but when she did, Laura would make sure she could at least put on a nice dinner for the woman. Lasagna was very easy to make, and at this point, Laura knew the recipe by heart. She didn't know why Natasha always talked about how she loved the dish considering it was one of the simplest dinners there was, but Laura wasn't complaining. Maybe it was because it was so simple. Or maybe it was because it was so different from what she grew up with. Regardless of the reason, she was happy the woman liked her Italian family recipes so much.

They only had one stop left now. The pharmacy. Laura had been a bit unsure of what to do here. She of course needed to get the things for Natasha, but she also didn't want to make Wanda worried. Course she still needed it done and she couldn't back out now anyway.

Wanda thankfully did not ask any question as Laura looked at all of the wrist braces, and it didn't take long before Laura found one, she thought would fit nicely. Then it was only painkillers left and when Laura walked over to the painkillers all Wanda asked for then was a packet of Advil for herself.

It had been a lovely day, and Laura was very happy she had suggested the idea. Wanda was definitely more comfortable around her now. She was happy she was. Wanda was a very nice girl and she loved getting to know her more.

They talked the whole car ride home, and Laura was definitely starting to feel the change in Wanda as the girl for the first time started to ask her question instead of the other way around.

As Laura pulled up in front of the house, she could see Clint in the window. He had Nathaniel on his lap in the living room and it looked like they had a lovely time. It was only just past noon, so he was up and wake after his second nap.

Part of her wished Natasha was downstairs with them, but she wasn't surprised when she entered not seeing her there.

Clint turned his attention to them as they entered. Settling down Nate from their playing before handing him over to Laura.

"I don't think I need to ask how that went." Clint laughed softly as Laura and Wanda put down all the bags. Laura only laughed back before walking over to the couch with Nate.

"I mean I had a lovely time." She answered smiling at Wanda softly. Wanda hadn't said anything yet only looking at Clint as he grabbed the bags with the groceries.

"Yeah, it was nice. But I don't know if I like how I got all of this. Are you sure you don't want me to pay you back?" Wanda asked carefully turning fully to Laura.

This time it was Clint's turn to laugh, making Wanda give him both a scared and confused look.

"She is definitely not going to accept anything like that. So you better just take it." Clint said still laughing. Laura rolled her eyes at him as he continued to laugh only making Wanda look even more uncomfortable.

"I mentioned to her how we wanted to give her the other guestroom. We even got some pillows and new bedding." Laura said smiling at her husband. He turned around giving her a surprised look before nodding happily at Wanda.

"I don't want to feel like I am intruding." Wanda tried before Clint cut her off.

"We would love having you here more often. Please don't ever think you are intruding." Clint looked at the girl with a serious look before softening saying. "I see some corn tortillas does that mean something not beadlike for lunch?" Laura couldn't do anything but laugh at his switch before nodding happily.

The rest of their time without the kids turned out lovely. Laura ended up making some surprisingly good quesadillas with the help of Wanda. After that they just ate and talked for another three hours, just enjoying each other's company. Clint was clearly very happy to have Wanda here and they talked a lot about training and how it was back at the facility. Laura didn't really know what they were talking about most of the time, but she didn't mind. She liked just listening to them talking, and it was also kinda interesting to just hear about it all.

She still hadn't seen what kind of powers Wanda had, but she was starting to get curious as Clint started to ask if Natasha had started to work with her flying and her powers in combat. It sounded so crazy thinking this girl could do something like that. She was happy Natasha could supervise her. And she was happy Natasha also focused on training without it so she wouldn't have to rely on it all the time.

It was starting to get late Laura didn't have the opportunity to go up to Natasha before closer to three pm. The woman hadn't sent her any text while she had been gone through, so that was something. She was hoping the woman had been mainly sleeping. She didn't want to admit it, but she had kinda forgotten the other woman for a while there. She probably should've gone up and checked up on her, or at least given her the painkillers when she got home. But she hadn't even thought about it. Wanda and Clint's happy mood had just made her forget about the worry for a while, and it had been so nice.

As Laura walked up the stairs, she felt the familiar feeling of worry come back together with the guilt. She took a deep breath before slowly opening the door. The room was dark. The blinds were down, and it was not a single light source in the room.

It took a moment to just adjust to the dark. Her immediate instinct was to look at the bed only to find it empty. To her surprise, Natasha was actually sitting on a chair by the window. She was obviously not looking out the window considering it was hidden by the blinds. She was only looking into the dark. Into nothing really. The woman did turn her head when Laura closed the door though. So at least she was somewhat present.

"Hi." Laura tried softly as she started walking over to the woman. She couldn't barely see anything in the dark and had to slow down to make sure she wouldn't trip. She could feel the other woman's eyes following her as she watched his every movement, before standing up slowly to walk and meet her in the middle. Laura watched as the woman took a seat on the bed.

"May I?" Laura said pointing at the light on the nightstand. The woman nodded slowly before leaning over to the other side of the bed to do the same.

She knew the woman was very light sensitive when she felt sick, so she was happy she let her turn on some lights.

The two lights were still not very strong, but at least now Laura could actually see the other woman.

She was pale, at least it seemed like it in this lighting. She had bags under her eyes and was very clearly still tired. Laura had a feeling why, but she didn't feel like bringing it up now.

"How are you?" Laura tried as she slowly started to open the bag she had brought up with her. She could feel the other woman stare at her. And she didn't reply before Laura lifted her head again to look at her.

"Not dead." It was not an answer Laura appreciated but she decided not to comment on it only starting to pick up all the things from the bag.

She had been smart this time, bringing up a water bottle with her. It was her favourite water bottle from Swell. It was great at keeping the water cold, but still not being as big and inconvenient as most thermoses tended to be.

She handed the woman the water bottle, but Natasha only looked at it not moving.

"For the painkillers," Laura said softly throwing the two boxes at her carefully making them land just inches away from her. The woman looked at them for another second before slowly accepting the water bottle. She seemed very out of it, and it worried Laura.

She watched as Natasha slowly swallowing both pills before drinking a nice amount of water. Unless Natasha walked downstairs and got herself some food, something she very much doubted, the woman probably hadn't eaten anything. This was also a concern, but Laura wouldn't have time to make something light for the woman before after the kids were going to bed which was still quite a few hours in.

"I got this for you too," Laura said lifting the brace. Natasha looked at it carefully, but she didn't protest or say anything, only letting Laura take her right arm carefully.

Laura looked at her one more time to make sure Natasha was okay with it before slowly unwrapping the tape and bandage. She didn't know why she thought it would look better now than what it did this morning, but she couldn't help feeling a slight disappointment as she let her hand glide over the bruised wrist.

"It has this metal support to make it even more sturdy, but because the fabric so stretchy you need to tell me if it's too tight or not," Laura said as she slowly placed Natasha's hand in it and closed the Velcro.

"It's okay." Laura was almost surprised when she heard Natasha speak up. She looked at her before smiling softly.

"How is the head," Laura asked softly before opening her arms letting Natasha curl closer. She had a feeling the woman was mainly struggling with her migraine today judging by the way she was acting. She was very used to this at this point, but it still hurt knowing the redhead was struggling so much with this, years later.

"Feels like it's going to fall off" Natasha mumbled leaning on Laura's chest. Laura let out a small laugh before leaning back herself, resting against the headboard of the bed.

"Tell me about your day," Natasha whispered. Laura could see the woman had closed her eyes now and was clearly just relaxing trying to maybe finally get some rest.

"Nice," Laura whispered softly letting her hand glide through Natasha's hair. "Wanda is lovely." Laura smiled as Natasha let out a small laugh and a small sigh.

"She really is." She mumbled back.

Laura was debating if she wanted to say it or not, but when Natasha looked up at her when she didn't answer Laura let it slip.

"She reminds me a lot of you." She watched as Natasha's eyes widened in surprise. Laura smiled back at her and watched the other woman go through every single calculation in her head to figure out where Laura got that from.

"Calm down Nat," Laura said softly laughing at Natasha's wide eyes. "I just see a lot of similarities in the two of you, that's all." She smiled. The woman looked at her for a moment before saying.

"I hope she never turns out like me." It was Laura's time to get caught off guard. They looked at the woman in disbelief. Did she hear that right?

"Nat, you can't be serious?" Laura said still really confused how the woman could even say that.

"That's just what I think," Natasha said simply. Laura shook her head wildly.

"Natasha you are an incredible person. And I have said it so many times before. You are amazing and you seriously need to learn to see that" Laura poked her side forcing Natasha to look up at her. The redhead seemed concerned. And while they had had this conversation where the woman talked herself down so many times before, it felt different this time for some reason.

Natasha smiled at her sadly before saying. "I guess people change"