Chapter 2: Mission Assignment
Entering Fury's office I caught a whiff of the gunpowder scent that always follows the director. I give Clint a glance as I overhear an aggravated sigh from the opposite side of the room.
"Is everything alright Director?" Coulson asks calmly.
"Yes Phil. Obviously everything is fine." Fury replies giving a look that said he would tell Coulson later. Seeing us he smirks.
" Hill told me that certain people caused some trouble out in the shooting range. Something about a mannequin exploding. Would either of you know anything about that?" Fury asks giving us both his evil eye. I just smirk knowing Clint is the main suspect due to the exploding arrows. Coulson tries to contain his giggles as Clint looks down.
"You have a mission for us, Director?" Clint says trying desperately to change the subject away from him. When I chuckle he shoots me a glare that I give right back to him.
"Okay children. Focus please," Coulson says redirecting the attention back to Director Fury.
"The mission is in Budapest. You will need to infiltrate the Hungarian mob, pusztítás." They have been smuggling contraband for months but recently they got their hands on an 0-8-4. The leaders name is Irmuska Virág."
Upon hearing that name I chuckle. They seem to have forgotten that I speak Hungarian given their expressions. "How Ironic," I mumble. "A warrior flower."
"What do you need us for?" Clint asks skeptically.
"You are the only agents I trust with what the 0-8-4 is." Fury states as though it were obvious.
"What exactly is the mission?" I ask already understanding but looking for confirmation.
"You two will need to go undercover as new neighbors in the city. You will need to earn their trust before you even get close. Clint you are going to work with Irmuska's Husband Feri. He supposedly isn't in on her mob. Natasha, you will be a stay at home wife. She needs to approach you about getting into the mob. Once you get in, you will be our eyes & ears. Find the 0-8-4 & alert Coulson immediately."
"How long are we staying?" Clint asks as I shout "Stay at home WIFE!"
"The Mission will last as long as it lasts" Fury replies, "However it will likely last at least 6 months."
"Okay thats reasonable." Clint murmurs.
"And Natasha you to will be posing as a married couple. Is that a problem?" Fury questions with a raised eyebrow.
"No, Director. I just wasn't aware we would be a couple. I figured we would be siblings." I reply looking down to avoid everyone's gaze.
"Wait, you mentioned for Tasha to alert Coulson. Will you be stationed nearby?" Clint inquires.
"I will be visiting once a month for an update as Clint's father." Coulson explains.
"When will we get our profiles?" I ask barely even registering that Coulson was talking.
"You will get the profiles when you board. You have an hour to pack before wheels go up." Coulson states before hurrying out of the room. I rush out the room faster than a cat chasing a mouse.
Once in my room, I quickly throw everything I know I will need into my bag. I make sure I put the knives into a special compartment along with Clint's arrow tips that he always forgets. How could he put us as a couple, I think to myself. I understand its just for a mission but it still hurts knowing we have to pretend about something I want so badly. My thoughts are interupted by a obnoxious clatter from the air vent.
"Come down, Clint" I shout and wait for him to drop. When he drops, I sigh.
"Wheels up in 5, Tasha." He says with a concerned expression.
Forcing a smile I reply "Of Course, I just have bad memories from Hungary. Especially Budapest."
"Alrighty. If you want to talk about it you know you can talk to me, right?" He responds knowing that I will open up when I feel like it. Walking to the bus, we joke about how Coulson just ran out of the room.
Once we get onto the bus, we grab our profiles. I am going to be Anastasia Дороков, the trophy wife of Boyra Дороков. We are Russian immigrants, (A plus for me considering everything) who moved to Budapest to start a new life together. The only family Anastasia has is my sister who stays at the whore house where Boyra found me. Boyra's nosy father will occasionally visit to make sure Boyra & Anastasia are still together.
"Hello Wifey," Clint says mockingly.
"Say that again and I will чертовски убить вас, тупица." I shoot back giving him an evil eye.
"Мне жаль," Clint mutters, "Wifey"
"CLINT!" I shout as the plane takes off. This is going to be a hell of a long plane ride.
pusztítás- Destruction in Hungarian
Дороков - Dorokov in Russian
Мне жаль - I'm Sorry in Russian
чертовски убить вас, тупица - Fucking Murder you, Dumbass in Russian
Hi guys! So this chapter is shorter than I will normally post because it is a filler. Any Important things will be in mostly 1000+ word chapters. As always Read & review. Hope you guys stick around for this story. Thanks. Kaitlyn Elizabeth.