A/N: Okay because its ages since I updated, I'm just going to slice this chapter in half and post the first half first. Personal life has forced me to hold back, but hopefully, I'll get back soon enough.

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Natasha was sitting on her bed scanning through some work when she heard a soft knock on the door. Part of her wanted to just ignore the knock, but instead, she told the person to come in. The door opened slowly, and Laura peeked her head in. The other woman looked at Natasha for a second before stepping into the room. Natasha was actively trying to not look at her, still looking down in the file she was holding.

"Natalia. Pizza is here." Natasha just hummed back still ignoring Laura. She felt rude doing so, but she didn't want to talk to the others at the moment. She owed them, or at least Peter an apology, and she knew she had to do it at some point, but at the moment she just wanted to ignore it all.

"And Wanda asked for you." Natasha lifted her head and Laura smiled at her. Laura had a feeling that the mention of Wanda would get Natasha out of the room. Natasha put the file on her desk and turned around towards Laura. The other woman was lost in her thoughts and didn't move before Natasha asked her if she was planning on standing in her room for the rest of the night.

Natasha could fell Laura looking at her as they walked to the living room. She knew Laura wouldn't push, but she also knew Laura was worried about her. Natasha was already feeling guilty, but knowing Laura was so worried was just heartbreaking. Throughout the years Laura had become so much more than just a friend.

From day one Laura had opened her home for Natasha. The Barton house was like a home for Natasha, and she spent more time there than anywhere else. Lately, Natasha had felt Clint drifting away from her. And she didn't blame him. He got his family and this amazing wife. But it made her feel misplaced. That's when Laura had helped her and reassured her that she was always welcome in her home. And if Clint wasn't there to help when she needed him, at least Laura was there.

Natasha would tell Laura everything. They could talk for hours and Natasha loved her for it. She was always caring for her, which was not easy considering the spy came home, cut open with new injuries all the time.

Natasha stopped in the hallway and looked through the glass door into the common room. Everyone was already there. Including Peter. She turned around looking at Laura and opened her mouth to say something when she felt someone touch her shoulder. She turned around again to see Wanda look at her with a warm smile.

She let Wanda lead her into the room and for a second, she let her guard down just listening to Wanda talk. The girl talked about what happened and she was sorry that she hadn't talked to her more. It was a lot of apologizing, but Natasha didn't really listen to her. She was just happy Wanda was okay and well at the moment.

"Natasha, are you listening to me at all?" Natasha took the plate from Wanda and shook her head.

"No." Natasha wasn't even going to try to hide it. Wanda made a grimace at her laughing it off. Wanda walked with her over to one of the tables. Bucky and Steve were talking together both smiling at Natasha. Natasha was wondering if she should sit down with them or go over to Clint. She let her eyes wander over the room when she spotted Pepper with Peter and Laura.

Natasha decided that this was her one chance. "Pepper!" Natasha said with a happy voice giving her a fast hug. The other woman looked at her with kind eyes. Pepper was one of her very few friends outside of the Avengers.

"I saw you yesterday, Natasha." She said with a small laughter

"I know, but with everything happening that day I felt like I didn't actually see you," Natasha said before taking a bite of her pizza slice. Peter was sitting on a chair besides Laura playing with his food. He looked at her for a second before he looked away again.

"Peter, I…" Natasha started trying to get him to look at her. Natasha noticed how the room had gone quiet. Even the kids were quiet. Everyone was looking at her. Which was fine. Everyone deserved an explanation, not just Peter.

"It's fine Ms. Romanoff. Seriously. I probably deserved to-"

"Peter just let me talk!" Natasha didn't mean to snap, but she did.

"Natalia!" Laura said with a sharp tone making everyone in the room jump except Natasha and Pepper. Pepper looked at the smaller woman with a small smile. The boys had already told her their side of the story. And while she didn't think they were lying; she just didn't find the story very "Natasha like". She wanted to know her side of the story.

"Natasha, what happened?" Natasha looked at Pepper dead in the eye. Most people would probably have left right there and then. Her look was stone cold, deadly as could be. She could tell Peter was already getting tense behind her, but Pepper wasn't giving in. She knew Natasha was only a trick to try to get herself out of the very uncomfortable situating.

"Sorry," Natasha said turning back to Peter.

"You didn't deserve it. And I should probably have been able to stop myself, but I…" she trailed off. She could feel everyone staring at her. If Laura and Pepper weren't standing beside her ready to stop her if she tried to move, she would have stormed out of the room again.

"It doesn't matter why it happened, but I am sorry it did. And it definitely won't happen again." Natasha said with a small smile. Peter nodded at her approvingly. He had already forgiven her. It wasn't like she had hurt him or anything. Natasha watched as both Pepper and Laura calmed down moved away from her letting her pass if she wanted to.

"You know, it would make it a whole lot easier if you just told us what was going on," Steve said walking towards her.

"You would have liked what wouldn't you, Rogers," Natasha said lifting an eyebrow at him before she kept eating the now cold pizza.

"Natasha. I don't think this is something you should keep from us! We are a team"

"You really want to do this, Steve. Pushing me this way. In front of everyone. The kids and Peter. You really want to pressure me that much. Because all this will result to is me going full Black Widow, and I don't think we want that." Natasha looked at him again. Challenging him to keep going.

"I just think it's unfair. We can tell something is wrong. Why don't you let us help?"

"If you want to help why don't you keep it to yourself and shut up"

"Natasha" Steve begged. Almost pleaded.

"Leave it,"