Chapter 16: Well Deserved Break

A/N: PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE skip to the chapter if you don't want to ready this long disclaimer. Here it is guys! The one that starts where chappy 15 left off. Enjoy!

To ivanruzic3758: To answer your question my good friend, yes, I will continue this fic no matter how far I'm behind with the modern time line, although it does sound like a good idea, no, I will not be writing a spin off with Jane and her team going on the hunt for Kara, it will all be put into this fic. Thank you for sharing my opinion on Infinity War. Screw you Thanos! You are nothing without that Gauntlet. Next year lets cross our fingers in hope that, that purple ball sack chinned douchebag gets what he rightfully deserves!

To adele black: Glad you like this fic. Help spread the word of its existence to other Marvel loving readers.

To Jan Geert Grutter: Thanxx. I would love to hear more from you! Spread the word!

To StormNightSS: Don't worry my good reader. Sit back and admire the show!

Sharkdude5: Glad you always love my chapters as the story progresses.

To warlocktongue: Glad to see you haven't given up on me my number one reviewer and reader! Enjoy these future chapters that will show filling and major plotting that will lead to the events of Age of Ultron.

StoryBird: Thanx for understanding my frustration my dude. Everyone else in the family just thinks I'm okay with no issues, stress, or feelings whatsoever.

To Guest: I'm sorry but as I said before in the past chapters, this is not Melissa Benoist Kara.

To Jason Hunter: Its great that you love my story bro, but your going to have to accept the fact that this isn't Melissa Benoist's Kara. It is the New 52 Kara with the face of cosplayer Ainlina as I've described in previous chapters and to sum it up, I don't like nor watch the show. I stopped after season 1. I can't stomach a Kara who lets everybody walk all over her, gets her ass beat episode after episode, suffer Kryptonite attacks from pretty much every enemy who's not muscle bound, works for a government that uses her btw she never worked for the DEO or any other group that had a leash on her neck in the comics. Kara in the comics is an independent individual who doesn't give a shit about what people think of her, she doesn't fight for the greater good to achieve fame and glory and she doesn't take orders from anyone. The show is repetitive nonsense and it has nothing to do with my story. If you'd like to keep reading feel free but this is not and never will be Melissa Benoist's representation of Kara. Winn being pinned by Natasha was a reference, not a cameo. Anyways, enjoy the chapter.

To Thunderstrike16: Good to see you pointed out you like Kara and Nat's friendship. Kara speaking English however, will be a long journey ahead. BTW I love your profile pic…..Doctor!

To Cerasi: I agree my friend. But don't feel so down. I heard that the ones who vanished are not actually dead. That they are trapped inside the Soul stone!

To Guest: I can see you expressed some concerns and I will accept them. Please allow me to defend myself. You stated it could've gone better if I had reduced Kara's emotional Drama. My intention was not to make it dramatic but more of a realistic scenario. This is not a typical story where an alien comes to Earth and automatically learns English and everything about the culture in just a month. Wouldn't you react the same if you were forced into a sleep via sedative by your own parents and then shipped off to another planet only to wake up over four decades later and realize everything you had and loved was gone? That you have no knowledge of the planet you've been placed on? That you've inherited abilities that you once considered a myth because that is how it was taught to you in school? I most certainly would. I did have to laugh when you said Kara might as well have been from Timbuktu judging by how she's fascinated by the technology of Earth. Let me put it this way. Yes, The Kryptonian does hale from a now destroyed world with technology and science that would make Tony Stark's, Hank Pym's, and Black Panther's tech look like a caveman's invention of the wheel and fire. But this is a young alien woman who doesn't even fully understand the principals of her own people's tech other than using it. The reason why she finds Earth's tech impressive is because there are certain multicultural and less advanced things that Earth has that Krypton doesn't since in the final centuries of their existence Kara's people became xenophobic. Henceforth the reason why you see Kara so focused on how wooden doors work, cars and other vehicles, clothes that are slightly different from Kryptonian robes, and last but most certainly not least, food. In the book of all Kryptonian knowledge that I bought at a Convention it stated that originally, there was no such thing as food on Krypton other than Mother's milk that newborns had to be nourished with along with water for hydration, Vertoon Broth, and exotic alien-like vegetation that was consumed for extra nutrients and Muscle growth, specifically for those who joined the Military. And just to throw it out there, originally Kryptonians don't even have intestines and bowels linked to their very small stomachs and digestive system, as disturbing as this may sound, they have no anus and their bodies don't produce feces. Need I mention that they also originally didn't even have urinary glands. I will have better explanations on Kara's anatomy as the story progresses but thanks for taking the time to read my reasons for Kara's slight childish nature in this story.

To intata: Yes! I will keep it up! Enjoy this next chapter that goes back to Kara, Natasha, and now Maria.

At this point they weren't saying anything anymore, because actions spoke louder than words. Instead the brunette opened a little space and the three women were hugging alone in the forest. The two taller humans began to pepper the girl's face with kisses, pecking her tears away that trailed from her eyes to her chin. Kara finding the courage to press her lips to Maria's buxom ones to ensure her gratitude as well.

Life had changed, S.H.I.E.L.D. was gone, and Natasha Romanoff now had her own little family, away from The Avengers, and away from the Bartons.

The former commander quickly parted the exact same way Natasha did to stare into the saddened eyes of the Kryptonian that were filled with nothing but regret and sorrow. Maria still had one arm wrapped around Natasha, but the other's hand slowly cupped the side of Kara's face, the brunette dabbed another tear away and pecked the girl's lips a final time before gearing the blonde's head into the crook of her stained neck.

Time seemed to be moving slow for the reunion, a blessing to help the three endure each other better. Maria and Kara became the only ones keeping the hug together when Natasha brought the Alien's head to rest into her own neck, the red head finished with kissing her woman once again, this time Maria could feel the relief, gratitude, and love that the deadly human felt for her.

"I love you…..I love you so much." Natasha's lips still quivered when she whispered but she was already doing her best to steady her breathing while keeping Kara close. Love was not for children, it was not a fantasy as they both have put it in the past even before they sealed their fates at keeping their relationship a secret. Love was real, and it was for anyone willing to see it and embrace it. "Be with me…..don't leave me."

"I never will." The now Executive nuzzled her nose with the Russian. "Even if what we do keeps keeping us apart…..I'll always be here for you….I'll always wait."

It was the youngest one's turn when she raised her head up and brushed long straight hairs away from Natasha's face, simply revealing more of her beauty to which earned a trembling smile. The foreign killer gently pressed her forehead into Kara's, both of their thoughts mending in sync and swaying their noggins the way a gentle breeze blew in the spring.

They would take their time, for as long as possible. It was the least they deserved if anyone said otherwise.

Natasha grabbed the long fabric that hung loosely behind the blonde and brought it around her torso just enough to cover her crest, the rest of the crimson cape naturally shielding Kara's legs from view. The young woman closed her eyes and breathed in the fumes in Natasha's neck a final time before settling her face into it. The feeling of dreaded trembling came back, channeling the spams into Kara's legs once again resulting in the Russian cupping the bottom of her bare legs and carrying the super powered girl protectively in her arms. The scenario became familiar when Natasha lowered down to the forest floor to sit on her rear to cradle her friend. Maria knew the drill and stepped back, she quickly crouched down as well but got closer to where she sat in front of her lover and Supergirl.

The small sniffles escaping Kara's lips prompted the redhead to smoothly grip her tighter.

"Shh…..shh….I'm here…..I'm here…..you're not alone…I'm here…I've got you…"

The Kryptonian didn't hear but felt the words of comfort, and that was enough help to drain the guilt that was bottled within her breast. Natasha cared for her, yes. She wanted Natasha and the inhabitant took her back without hesitation despite the early natural frustration. Maria had also accepted her gratefulness, she had earned the respect of the strong leader who was courting the one holding her. Maria was indeed a big part of Natasha's life. Kara was most certain now that she was in no position to think twice about the dark-haired woman. Like all brave well hearted beings with authority, they had to be strong, they had to command respect, they had an image and reputation to hold, but every living sentient had a caring side, it was not a weakness, it just demonstrated how alive they were. The same way her Father always kept his posture around his peers, the same way her Mother always taught her to mind her manners in front of others. All she had left was Natasha and Maria. The rest of her inhabitant comrades had parted their ways. Steve, Sam, and Nick were gone. She couldn't forget the armor wielding Anthony, who had a strong reputation with public affairs. Yes, she had a powerful feeling that she just might see them again, but they were gone. She thought she would be alone again, but now it was just the three of them. Two iron willed women forged by the aspects of life were willing to help her.

The last Kryptonian would not take this for granted.

Maria got even closer to the scene, letting her walls collapse to see the beauty of it all.

Natasha could tell that Kara was drifting from the world of awake and aware, the girl's tension melting away and breathing turning into a pattern with closed eyes not once appearing as if they were going to open. The redhead leaned in to batter her eyelashes across the bridge of Kara's nose to help the girl fall into a much-needed slumber. Maria caught on and grabbed a handful of cape followed by pressing her lips to the girl's eyelid that was the farthest out of Natasha's snugging. The Russian and Hispanic pecked their lips and stared at the now sleeping girl.

"Look at her." Natasha whispered with a coo. "Isn't she beautiful?"

"Yes…" Maria agreed. "Beautiful…Powerful….healthy…..and Wholesome."

Natasha took a moment before swallowing the massive lump in her throat. "I need you to promise me something?"

This caught all of Maria's attention and geared her face away from Supergirl to look at Natasha, who had a mixture of desperation, determination, and plea in her beautiful orbs.

"….."

"…I need you to promise me something?" this time the question was let out with more desperation than the last.

"…..Tell me…" Maria placed a palm on the hand that was securing Kara's torso. "Tell me and leave nothing out…"

After choosing her words carefully, Natasha parted her luscious lips.

"I know you said that you would support me in every way, that you would always be grateful that she saved me."

Maria glanced at the sleeping bundle before nodding to the redhead.

"I want you to know that I believed every word you said, that you meant every part of it…But now….I need you to promise me…..that you wont tell anyone we have her. No matter what situation you may find yourself in, you will never tell anyone where she is. Only the ones we trust most are obviously gonna be aware of her whereabouts but I'm begging, as the only one I will ever love on this forsaken rock, don't give her up to the ones that don't see us fit to fight for what's right. Don't go behind my back and turn her in."

That last part that fading into a whispering plea was the last straw and Natasha clenched her eyes terribly. A large ache manifested in Maria's chest upon hearing the plea, not threat, not warning, but an aching plea.

"I won't." The brunette didn't hesitate to answer before bringing her face close to where their lips were a mere centimeter apart. "You are my Baby….I love you…..you've changed me, as I have changed you. We both know I have failed you in the past. Choosing the mission over you, almost leaving you to die on that boat in Antarctica six years ago….staying away from you even when we could've made time to see each other because I was so stubborn with my work even after I've finished….mistreating you when you first arrived at S.H.I.E.L.D."

The walls came down again and fresh tears spilled from Maria at the mention of those dreadful events that happened over a decade ago followed by a choking sob.

"And by whichever God is listening you have every right to kill me if I miserably fail you again."

Maria had no choice but to harshly swallow another choking sob that threatened to escape her lips when her woman sealed another lip lock for the umpteenth time. However when they parted, Natasha kept their faces as close as possible with her wordless actions. That final statement was enough to make the Russian half regret the words she said to make the former commander promise. But in the end it was necessary.

"Don't say that…." The redhead spoke with new found strength with a mixture of comfort. "My Maria don't say things like that…..I would never do such a thing to you….you are gifted, you are skilled, and you are brave. This is my hour of need, and I need you to help me keep her safe now that the storm has past." Natasha finished metaphorically at the mention of past disastrous events such as the Stark Expo, the Destroyer, New York, the invasion in England, and now the most recent HYDRA Uprising.

Maria chose her words carefully this time, determined to sooth Natasha's heart to the letter as best she could. She swayed her head in the direction of the sleeping Supergirl. "There were times when I had had to take drastic measures to assure people like her were confined under Nick's orders, but those times are done with Nat. She's special with beyond potential. She's made you happy, and I want you to be happy, when I stared into her eyes the other morning….I saw more than just loneliness and loss Nat. I saw someone who has done nothing but fail. I saw someone who needs to prove that she's worthy on so many levels. Someone like her doesn't deserve to be left behind and persecuted."

The former commander let out a sniffle as she let go of the part of the cape she was holding and instead began to slither her hands where Natasha's were that were cradling Kara.

"Give her to me."

It was only natural for Natasha to give her woman a surprising glare but quickly turned into a trembling smile. Maria was finally opening up, away from the work, away from their professions, away from all the worries that were yet to come. They could still hide all this, they will hide all this. But not from the powerful girl sleeping soundly.

With some help and slight shushing, Natasha let Maria wrapped her hands around Kara's torso and legs, the girl's cape ruffling from the shifting but otherwise still intact around the bare diamond cuffed limbs. Maria felt Kara's soothing presence even more the closer she brought her into her form, now being the official one to be cradling the Kryptonian. The blonde nuzzled Maria's neck as she slept, her long golden hair showering the Executive's collar.

Natasha could only observe closely as Maria leaned in to batter her own eye lashes onto the girl's face. The caress was followed by a graceful whisper.

"Thank you." Maria whispered. "Thank you for bringing her to me…thank you for saving her life. I owe you. You are worthy than most who possess power. Our peers will be forever thankful that you've fought the great fight. I owe you."

Maria was just now beginning to remember the absolute true feeling of caring for another besides Natasha after so many years. She couldn't even remember the last time nor what it felt like to embrace family.

Family.

Having fallen in love with the Black Widow only pushed Maria's desire to be just like Barton. Perhaps not the exact idea of a settled family. But a certain group to call her own. To protect and hide. And now that The Avengers had experienced major life changes, it was possible, not remotely possible, but possible. Kara had earned her right to be around them. The same way Thor and Dr. Banner had. It was people like Loki who thought that just because they had armies and skills that were eons ahead of what anything Earth could create, meant that they had the right to wipe out and conquer whoever and whatever they set their eyes on. In Maria's arms slept someone who was potentially greater than any chaotic Asgardian warrior, and instead of unleashing hell on innocents, she stood her ground and defeated all who would've oppressed them. The enemies never stood a chance.

Maria had made a promise, she will help her woman in her hour of need.

"My Maria." Natasha was proud as she leaned in to assure Kara was safe in between them. "My beautiful brave fighter, My Maria."

They would never tire from sealing their lips together. These past couple of days was just not enough to release all the love they had stored up for each other after so many years of just squeezing time between their work. Maria recalled her statement just before Kara had come back from her painful absence.

Maria gently bit onto Natasha's lower lip as they separated followed by the redhead playfully flicking her tongue across the brunette's top one.

"I'm taking you both away from all this." Confirmed Maria as new-found confidence consumed her emotions. "You both deserve it, and we will live the life away from protecting the world for a while."

Natasha couldn't agree more. "It is best that she lays low for the time being. Everyone is wondering where she is."

"I will help her, just like you've had." Maria assured as she worked her legs to drag around the ground, so she could maneuver her knees to support her and Kara's weight. Slow and steady, the brunette rose off the forest floor to stand as the alien's cape rustled between Maria's arms. The youngest one let out soft coos in the process in her sleep. It was amazing how someone so young with so much power, still needed the aid of good people. Kara was their responsibility now, not Steve Rogers, not Tony's company, not even S.H.I.E.L.D. if it was still active. She was their responsibility. They would not fail no matter how hard or unclear the next step would be.

"We need to leave." Natasha rubbed the handkerchief she pulled out of her jacket pocket onto Maria's cheeks and nose before performing the same actions on herself. She discarded the fabric onto the forest floor instead folding it back into her pouch.

"Take my keys." Maria stiffened the sensitivity of her runny nose. "I'll carry her."

That being said Natasha reached into the back pocket of Maria's pants to pull out the designated tools mended on the small circular chain and the two began to walk in the direction that they came running from. Of course, it didn't last long when the redhead grabbed one of her woman's busy biceps.

"The field is over there, c'mon we'll go around it." they walked for what felt like a long mile considering the more they strolled through the grassy/leafy floors, the more they appeared to be going deeper into the unknown. The time was perfect since now they were mentally fixing themselves for the tasks that were ahead. They had to leave. They had to leave and disappear. It took some effort to smoothly walk over the thick rocks poking out of a creek they had to cross but they made due followed by walking up a hill that was leading to the end of the forestation. Natasha let out a sigh when they came face to face with an open park field that the woods were also connected to. It was a relief when there appeared to be no visitors at all except for a jogger out in the distance but the athletic woman was already disappearing in a certain direction around more trees.

The women kept their eyes peeled but settled for the empty big parking lot up ahead several blocks. The only problem was the distance along with the dog walkers and children that began to show up in the nearby playground.

"Wait here, don't let anyone see her." Maria nodded as Natasha hustled to her destination in the parking lot, lucky for her Maria's dark blue Equinox stood alone like a gifted present for her and hopped in to start the engine.

Maria kept to the shadows of the trees to assure no one coming around the pavement would see her and Kara. The brunette nuzzled her face with the young girl again when she let out more soft coos. Simple shushes was enough to get the Supergirl to settle again in the slumber. Maria was interrupted with the sight of her car backing up towards her onto the green dry grass. Her eyebrows were raised but she barley uttered anything when the former spy casually got out with a slick devilish smile.

"You do know that you parked far from the parking lot right?" the executive came out into the better open.

"Its not like we could make a run for it and have every eye and phone on us." the redhead was quick to open the passenger seat. Maria caught on quick and with Natasha's help, they placed Kara into the seats to lay her out as if it were a bed. The same way the blonde had laid in the stolen truck Steve and herself took. Maria watched her lover's back as the Assassin made sure Kara's head was comfortable and her legs were folded properly. Had they wasted more time, more joggers would've seen the Equinox drift off the grass close to the woods and onto the parking lot once again, leaving tire marks on the natural floor in the process.

"We did it." Natasha popped her knuckles.

"Close one but we did it." Maria countered followed by making her way out of the parking lot and onto the roads that would lead to actual streets.

Natasha instinctively glanced at the sleeping girl, her protective glance never once fazing. There was a silent pause besides the sound of the engine. Maria taking a hand off the wheel to drive professionally with one to grab one of Natasha's that was laying in her lap. Natasha felt the warmth when lips slowly kissed her lean callous digits. Maria was to focused on the road till the last second when the tables were turned and Natasha did the same to her Maria's hand.

"So." Natasha approached.

…"So." Maria shot back mimicking one of the Russian's devilish smirks.

"Where do you plan to take us?"

"I'm being truly honest with you, I don't know. For once after all these years, I just don't know." Natasha's grip smoothly tightened on Maria's hand. "Its insane how Ms. Potts and Stark told me I start in February. I haven't even seen my salary or office yet."

"Leave it to Pepper, she knows what she's doing. And you deserve this break." Internally the redhead felt beyond joyful. She had a little over two months to be with her woman.

Maria had to roll her eyes for her next statement. "Never in the Earth's long existence did I ever think that I would be answering to Anthony Edward Stark."

Natasha gave her own more iconic devil smirk.

"Don't give me that look."

"Never did I think either." The redhead chuckled. "but for this time in our lives it's only best that he's you're boss now. After all he's keeping us both out of the slammer. But don't try to argue or win with Pepper, you'll have better luck lifting Thor's Hammer."

The barriers came down and they both laughed.

"I wouldn't dream of it. Besides, I respect Pepper, she's the new most professional person I have ever met."

The topic was getting more interesting for the redhead. "More than Nick?"

"Stark showed me footage of her slapping him hard across the face when he broke into her office during the Palladium incident as a form of my initiation. That shocked him more than the time he was almost killed."

Natasha's chest swelled with pride that she had for Virginia Potts.

"But as for your first question Nat, I'm sorry, I just don't know."

The Spy gave her an understanding look. "We have plenty of time to decide. But where are we actually going?"

"We're going back to the Penthouse, Stark said whenever I wanted I could go back to collect my stuff." Natasha's face turned into one of thinking before Maria answered. "If you're wondering about your Corvette you don't have to worry, Pepper hired her people to transport it to the garage at the Avengers Tower."

"Well that's a relief, it pretty much the only thing I have now other than my phone. All my apartments have been ransacked by HYDRA."

Maria assured her woman. "We'll get you New stuff, I promise."

"Such a Gentleman." The Russian teased.

Maria countered with a final lip peck to her Baby's fingers. "Anything for you."

The Executive took her hand back despite Natasha's inner churn for letting go and focused back to the road. The drive to the Penthouse was semi quick thanks to traffic, unfortunately they had to wait for a parking space at the front of the fancy building, resulting in driving in circles multiple times. Natasha glancing back in hope that the blonde didn't wake up from the slight toss and turn. The moment came and Maria took the center space before a Jaguar could take it, resulting in a rude honk but nothing more.

The head of the trio closed her eyes before taking a calm breath. She looked at herself in the upper rearview mirror and adjusted her long hair to where her bangs were more forward along with tussles that covered her ears and shoulders. Going out in public meant that with a little more concentration from the average street walker, they could and would recognize her. That was just one of the bad things for S.H.I.E.L.D. to be gone. The organization was rendered in ruins, but the secrets were spilled for the world to see. In a manner of speaking, everyone at S.H.I.E.L.D. had become an overnight celebrity. What was the point in being a spy if everyone knew who you were now? The answer was adaption. All of Maria's years of wearing her hair in the iconic tight bun paid off considering her leaked photos were all of her in many uniforms but the one thing that never changed was from the neck up. With just the right movements, she could hide in plain sight. Natasha opened the glove box to pull out a pair of dark shades and handed them to Maria to which she gladly slid them on.

She turned to face her lover. "Well."

"Perfect." The redhead reached to adjust her woman's jacket. "Get out there and used what I've taught you."

Maria's confidence grew. "I won't be long."

"Be safe."

That being said Maria grabbed her handbag, not that there was anything in it besides her wallet, passport, and several mints, and walked out of her car with a slam shut of the door. She got onto the side walk connected to the entrance of the luxury tower with a sass to her hips immediately blending with the crowds of everyday city people, individuals who lived in the same building, and Valets. One even approached her with a calm expression, rather shy to ask her if she would love her vehicle to be moved but Maria held her head high, not even bothering to look at him with her shielded eyes. She wagged her finger "No" and that was enough to make him walk back to his position. She didn't answer when he apologized. His face grew embarrassed upon realizing there was someone else in her car when the window was rolled down and out came Natasha's face with her hair pushed back behind her shoulders and her eyes covered by similar shades. The redhead's luscious lips were perked to make her look like the typical sexy lady in waiting. She even rested her elbow on the window opening followed by putting her chin in her palm.

Natasha's attention on seeing Maria go into the building was ceased when the sound of heals approach the car. The Russian's nose twitched from irritation and having her moment ruined.

"Hey!" Natasha shuffled in her seat to eye the woman coming towards her. She was a beautiful young girl possibly her mid-twenties with light brown hair, wearing a purple-black Ribbed Tank Prada Dress in black heels topped with a matching purse and shades. "What the Fuck u think you're doing?!"

It was at this moment in which it only took several seconds for Natasha to describe the little Miss Princess coming her way. The automatic attitude she had came to the only logical conclusion that she was a spoiled bitchy adult who was defiantly smothered as a child and born with a diamond spoon in her mouth. Despite her age it was obvious she still acted like a rotten teenager, thinking she could do as she pleased with Daddy's money. Its no surprise by the way she acted she was most likely dumb as a rusty doornail as well.

"You and ur friend took my spot!"

Natasha rolled her eyes. This was the person driving the Jaguar who honked at them earlier.

"Your Spot?" the redhead asked casually, not at all afraid.

"Bitch that's exactly what I said my spot, you park ur piece of shit Equinox in my spot!"

Natasha's heart jolted for a moment when the stupid girl came closer to eye the car, she took control of the situation fast to get her to stop looking inside, hoping that the reflections of the sun were strong enough to make the glass dark, so Kara wouldn't be seen sleeping in the back. It was.

"Its my Girlfriend's car for the record."

The girl now took off her shades to eye Natasha closer. "I don't give a fuck about who this car belongs to Bitch!"

Natasha still didn't show fear of the dumb brat.

"This is not a reserve spot and I'm not moving."

The Russian finished with a smile that could only make the woman angrier.

"You wanna go Bitch! Lets fucking go you ain't shit, I'll slap ur ass into the next coast!" she placed her shades into her bag and set it on the floor. She didn't help her case when she began to strip out of her expensive heels. People were even starting to gather around to witness the growing commotion. The Valets were embarrassed beyond measure.

Natasha only cocked a brow. "Really? Off come the heels? Even my pedicure looks better."

Cathy Simmons, heiress of a family that owned a small boulevard in Washington was pissed and ready to throw another Bitch fit. She stomped forward with the intention of getting in the other beautiful woman's personal space, but the deadlier female flexed her middle and index finger to deliver a lightning jab to the bitch's breast. It wasn't even meant to be a strong assault and the Simmons heir was already rubbing her collar area in pain. For her own pride she shook it off, a job poorly done and stomped towards the car again. this time being close enough to where she saw Natasha at eye level.

"Get out of the car." This time she spoke in a silent tone meant to sound deadly, but it wasn't.

"No."

"I swear if you don't get out of this fucking car right now, I am going in there and I'm gonna find that Skank of a Whore and….."

"What did you just say?" all traces of playing along were gone, and the redhead's face contorted into a stern face that put Cathy Simmons to shame twice a thousand.

The brat was too far into the moment to realize the literal grave mistake she just made, so she repeated the insult.

"I said I'm gonna find that Skank of a Whore and….."

Just a little more to the side and the woman would've seen the sleeping Suergirl, but the fist coming at her nose had other plans.

Maria let out a satisfying sigh when she eyed her massive suitcase, inside laid all the clothes she could ever need, including her old S.H.I.E.L.D. uniform that she had managed to keep since they stopped the Uprising. Her position as Assistant Director might have been nullified but the memories would always linger. She made sure all her bras and panties were packed along with the same business attire she wore when she visited Steve at the hospital.

The smaller case next to it didn't receive much attention but only because it contained her shoes, from her two pairs of athletic Reeboks to her elegant pumps followed by multiple sandals and finishing with her combat boots that were removable from her one-piece S.H.I.E.L.D. suit. Being certain that nothing was left behind, the brunette zipped up both her luggage carriers, with her impressive human strength she stacked them on top one another with the biggest one resting on its two wheels and front.

At last she dragged her belongings out side of her room and made her way to the living room area of Tony's massive Penthouse, taking a moment to admire the beauty of what the rich possessed. She noticed the giant windows to the balcony were open and Maria's organized instincts kicked in. She scurried to shut the see-through glass but was internally startled with the sound of jet engines in the sky followed by the loud whoosh of Hydraulics stopping in mid-air. Looking up she saw a peculiar looking Iron Man like armor floating still. She couldn't help but cock a brow.

This one looked different. It design was much sleeker, almost as if it was a sentient droid rather than an actual armor. Maria wouldn't be surprised if it was. It its face was the iconic gold, but its body consisted of white and blue with red outlines. Instead of a circular arc reactor in its chest, it was a vertical line that stretched from its upper collar to its ribcage. Its left breast plate had the red painted Avengers logo and on its right pectoral it had the icon "02". She eyed closely and noticed the same number was on its shoulder, thigh and shin.

Of course! This was the MK2 of the second Iron Legion.

"Mr. Stark." she started. The title not rolling off her tongue so easily since she was still not used to addressing the world's most infamous Man child as her Boss.

Instead of answering, the drone came down slowly, its rocket boots cooling off by the second. Once it landed it walked right up to her. She didn't know what to expect but her thoughts came to a halt when it extended its forearm out and a compartment opened revealing a dark blue envelope. It pulled it right off its body and extended the piece of fancy pouch paper respectfully to her. For a second she eyed the envelope but took it gracefully. She nodded a thank you to the drone, but it gave a nod of its own to indicate for her to open it. Again, there was a faint pause, but Maria did as the living metalloid insisted. The material of the paper sure was soft but it was also thick. She didn't need to break the slip considering it was never sealed and when it was fully open, her mouth did the natural reaction and the jaw of Maria Hill dropped.

A Platinum and Gold Card along with a neatly folded cyan letter greeted her.

"My God…." She whispered. The first thing she did was eye the card and touched them. They were real! She eyed them closely. The Platinum card was elegant as ever with its polished color shine and the "Stark Industries" trademark sign written across it. A new card number was written across it along with the expiration date.

This card was Good Thru last day of 12/17- Maria Hill

The Gold card wasn't that different at all either minus the exception of the polished "Avengers" logo spread across it compared to the Platinum.

Wasting no more time she secured her apparent new cards within her fingers and opened the letter, no doubt it was important as well.

Her brain took in the information and read out loud in her mind.

Dear Chief Executive of Stark Industries' Human Resources,

We are pleased to inform you that you have received your personal Stark Industries Platinum and Gold Debit Cards. Your position as Chief Expert comes with these benefits to be used for responsible purposes and proper management. Please keep in mind that your current active cards are not to be used for medical coverage, the use of an Attorney, nor clothing that is called for the proper attire during certain events. We will also take this time to address that when upon instructed you will be taking the position as an uncertified Secretary of the Avengers. When given permission you will be allowed to access the Arsenal of Anthony Edward Stark along with the rest of the current members of the registered team further representing your Duty as Chief Executive. Understand that your new Bank account is certified and secured by us here at Stark Industries. From this moment onward your current Master cards have been rendered void and you must turn them in to the Iron Legion Drone that was sent to give you this letter. Please remember that failure to comply or cooperate with these specific instructions will result in confrontation with CEO and Chairwoman, Virginia Potts. We look forward to working with someone of your credentials and may you enjoy your registered absence.

-Virginia Potts

-Anthony Edward Stark

Maria almost dropped the letter had it not been for her years of being strict when presented such things. But deep down it was naturally to feel flabbergasted. Focusing back to her new cards she raised them high to spot the words that she had missed. The letter spoke the truth, they were Debit! Without anymore hesitation, she walked inside to grab her purse. As soon as she pulled out her wallet Maria neatly placed them into the leather slots while also pulling out her old Cards. She made her way back outside to give them to the drone who already had his palm out, eager to accept them. He placed them back into his forearm.

Maria had a slick smile on the whole time. "Thanks."

The Iron Drone MK2 gave a two-finger salute before taking off to the skies as quickly as he came.

Now that things were wrapped up Maria slowly shut the glass doors of the balcony and moved to collect her things. She grabbed the letter eyeing it a final time before folding it back up only for the sticky note that had been secretly place on the back to fall off. Noticing that there was even writing on it, she picked it up to read it.

"Go crazy you've earned it"-T.S.

The former Commander shook her head resisting the urge to chuckle at the more authentic instruction from Tony. Maria placed the letter back into the envelope to set it on the nearby coffee. Knowing full well that she had her Girlfriend and a sleeping Kara waiting downstairs for her in their car, Maria gave herself a mental slap. She had to hurry, no more dragging. Even if the last half an hour was important. Grabbing her precisely stacked luggage, Maria dragged them to the door. She fiddles with the Penthouse keys and stopped at the door to open the small stool that laid by it. She tossed them in, doubting that she would ever come back here for a long time. The brunette stopped herself from slamming the drawer when a colorful pamphlet shined across her eyes. The pictures of the palm trees and Sunset further preventing her from closing it. Her fingers worked quick to pick it up.

"Places to be- Things to do- Sights to see -ORLANDO- Food to eat- Time to Spend- So much Fun"

Releasing her other hand from her belongings, Maria opened the Brochure up. The amazing pictures of families enjoying themselves were connected to dozens of tempting tourist attractions. Orlando, recognized as one of the world's most designated areas for tourism. It was a lot of young people's dream to go there. It was a lot of friendship's and couples' dream to go there…..it was a place where a family always enjoyed being a part of despite the ups and downs.

Then it hit her, and it hit her hard.

Was Maria Hill, Iron Willed Soldier, Dedicated Leader, Company Executive, and loving Girlfriend, actually considering taking her love and her new found Pupil to Orlando…..for a family vacation!? Was she willing to commit to doing something foreign as this? When did Maria Hill start acting like this? Surely someone like her, who had seen what the cruel world can truly be like, wasn't qualified nor capable of doing something like this. The woman kept fighting the battle in her head, she leaned against a wall and almost slid down it to sit on her rear.

Part of the pamphlet crumbled in her hand.

S.H.I.E.L.D. was gone, she had to truly accept that, no more of that life where it was all about following orders and aspects by the book to the letter. There was no more of holding on to one's pride because all they wanted to do was dedicate themselves to what they were taught. Life was not like that anymore. Its good to not quit but nobody said that this specific business had to be a full-time gig. Clint Barton understood that saying better than anyone. Because he had Love, he had a Family.

Maria Hill had Love, she was forming her Family.

Natasha was her Baby, she had been through worse henceforth the Red Room compared to everyone else but here she was telling her Demons to stay down because they would never get to her. The Black Widow took the Supergirl under her wing, not a disciple, nor a toy to manipulate. But to help, guide, and protect.

Thanks to their brilliant ally Steve Rogers, Natasha was following his example, and Maria was doing the same.

So yes. If she set her mind to it, Maria Hill could do all things she said she will never do, all the things she thought she could never do. To the world she would forever be as they describe her. But internally she was a whole different person. Still the same person but at the same time a completely different person. She had love. She loved Natasha Romanoff. And Maria Hill could not wait to tell her the surprise she had up her sleeve for their getaway with Kara.

"Get your head in the field Hill." She sternly told herself with raw determination. The brunette placed the pamphlet into her jacket pocket and pushed herself to get out of the Penthouse. She was going on Vacation! If only Nick and Coulson could see her now.

Not that they ever will.

There were only two things that Natasha was happy for in the situation she was in. One, the crazy woman who shall remain nameless was being tendered and treated by the Valets who were kind enough to lend a hand, therefore the stirring crowd was quickly dispersing. Mostly because they all thought it was brutal to see the once crabby girl wail and sob thanks to her horribly broken nose. Two, Maria had returned, she worked quickly to get her stuff onto the very back of the trunk and ran to the driver's seat to start the car. Her Girlfriend could already tell that something was wrong the moment she walked out of the tower and that Natasha had something to do with it. So where was the Russian not happy? The answer was a startled Kara who jolted in her heavy slumber. It was awkward on so many levels, but it would've been more embarrassing for Natasha to be spun in her seat trying to relax the sleeping Kryptonian if all the windows in the Equinox were down. Henceforth it would've caused a chain reaction of people catching a glimpse of Supergirl.

Maria had her eyes to the road the whole time all while Natasha continued to rub Kara's back. The poor girl was still emotionally exhausted, and she didn't deserve to be disturbed nor awoken.

"We're right here…..We'll always be here." Maria watched in the rearview mirror when Natasha moved closer to the blonde's face. Wet lips could be heard pressing against skin multiple times and the Russian slowly retreated into her seat. Several long minutes past before the Avenger finally twisted her torso to face the front, all while sighing in relief.

They drove silently once again for a while, neither developing the urge to speak since they still had the whole fiasco in their heads. It was better to just drop it for the moment. But internally that's not what Maria wanted. Instead she waited until they ran into traffic, the sound of cars honking indicating that she got her wish. She used this paused time to gently reach for Natasha's hand. The redhead not making any effort to pull away. The former Commander kept her eyes on the car in front of her before blowing onto the digits and kissed them again. Natasha tried to not bathe in the feeling of the gesture but lost terribly. She watched as her former superior's lips flatten on the knuckles.

"Better."

Natasha looked on before giving her own little smile with a nod.

The brunette of the two compromised women went first.

"Nat….."

"She deserved it."

So much for going first.

"What happened back there?"

Natasha quickly found her words. "Some Daddy's little Angel." She did the quote sign with her free hand. "Was just being dumb and said the wrong words."

"She didn't recognize you, did she?"

A head shake helped sooth the slight paranoia.

"What did she say?"

Natasha's voice dropped to her signature feminine baritone grimness. "She had the audacity to talk bad about you, I wasn't gonna stand for it."

All curiosity left at this point in Maria and was replaced with pride that she had for her Girlfriend. Now she really wished that she had been there to witness the first time being defended by her partner in public. A fantasy turned reality.

"Well if that's the case than I'm proud."

The Black Widow, despite what she had done, snickered, no longer being able to hold it in. Maybe in another life Maria would've felt nothing but uttermost disappointment for acting in such an unprofessional manner. But now, it was out of respect and love.

"You think so?"

Maria played along. "I know so."

They both leaned in sealing their lips again. Both their eyes slightly opening to catch a glimpse of the sleeping Supergirl. Maria's plan went into motion and nibbled on a luscious lip for entrance. She was granted permission and used this moment to reach into her jacket to pull out the pamphlet, placing it in the hand she was formally holding. Natasha savored her Maria's tongue and gave it a small suck before eyeing what was in her hand. Both moving their lips to absorb the moisture.

The Russian studied the thick paper closely and unfolded it. Her brilliant mind putting two and two together.

"Are you treating us to a trip to Orlando this time of year Deputy Hill."

Maria joined the new game of former name calls. "I believe I am Agent Romanoff."

They nuzzled their noses before Natasha pecked it. "I'm guessing at this point you're now considered rich? Courtesy of Stark's company and your position."

Maria cocked a brow. "How did…." But she cut herself off. Why ask an Elite Spy/Avenger such questions?

Some things never change. But one thing was for certain, both these two former Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. were compromised.

Madly Compromised.

A/N: I'm still in recovery from my conditions but It's not over till I say its over. Please enjoy this chapter and I'm am certain that this one will be the last one where yall will have to wait over three months. I'm working on the major side plots but I'm open to here any ideas for the filling between our new little family.