A/N I'm not sure I like this chapter... but it's longer so :)
"I need to see Klara." I whisper, as I realise how much I need to talk to her.
"I want to see Anya. We need to talk about some stuff." Natasha tells me.
"So we can take one of Stark's jets and fly to the new S.H.I.E.L.D. You know where it is, right?" A look crosses her face and she realises how majorly pissed off at Tony I am. I don't think I've ever called him Stark before. The look disappears almost as soon as it came.
But Natasha nods. "Go pack some stuff quickly and meet me on the roof in ten." I rush up to my room and lock the door behind me. I'm glad I did because Tony comes up a couple of minutes after I've begun to chuck clothes in to my bag. I shove that and myself in the wardrobe, shutting the door just in time. Tony gets JARVIS to open the door and after a quick look, he assumes I'm in the gym. I resume my quick packing and meet Natasha on the roof, where she has the Stark jet all fired up and ready. I jump in and we take off.
After half an hour begin to wonder of I acted a bit rashly. He might've just been looking out for me. But even if he was, he should have told me. It won't work if he keeps secrets. We land before I'm ready. I have to mentally prepare myself to see all Klara, to make sure she doesn't bring back memories that I'd rather not think about. But I need to see her. When we get out of the plane, there's guns everywhere pointing at us. "Hold your fire." A voice comes out of nowhere. "Nat. What're you doing here?" An Asian woman walks forward, until she stops right in front of us. Judging from her tone and the way she says Nat so casually, I think she's a friend.
"Milly." Natasha says in a friendly tone. "Didn't expect to see you here."
"Likewise. At least I live here. What you doing here Nat?" The Milly person steps up for a hug during which Natasha whispers in her ear about why she's here. It's because Clint was being a prat and she needed to get away from him. The Asian woman takes Natasha somewhere and I'm left standing on the ramp alone.
Well until this young woman comes up to me. "Hey," she says, "I'm Skye." She's got brown hair and brown eyes.
"Hi. I'm Yana." I say, staring in to the distance. I snap out of the trance I'm in and say, "D'you know where Klara is? Tallish, really long white-blond hair, blue eyes, really pale? Please tell me she's here."
This Skye person must know Klara because she immediately says, "No. She's gone for a mission, due back in a couple of days." Okay, That's quite annoying. "Her, Romanoff, Wilson." So Eva's gone too. We came here for nothing. I tell Skye this and she sighs. we begin to walk and get to a kitchenette place. "Don't worry. What's up with you anyway? I'm sure I could help a little bit."
"I had a fight with my dad. Nothing big, I was just so angry at him." I say. This new S.H.I.E.L.D. place is supposed to have trustworthy people in it right?
"Who's your dad?" I put my head down. Why does it matter?
"Her dad's Tony Stark, and on the contrary Yana, it is something big." A voice says from the shadows. I tense, my breathing becoming laboured.
"Who the fuck are you and how the hell do you know those things?" I ask. No one's supposed to know that. No one.
"Fury me keeps me updated. Phil Coulson." He holds his hand out, which I don't shake. I'm too focused on a steadying my heartbeat.
"Sir I think you scared her." Well noticed Skye.
"So what were you fighting about?"
"It doesn't matter." I insist, and Coulson realises that he's not going to defeat me.
"Okay... What's Natasha complaining out about downstairs?"
"Why do you care?" I snap. I hate to say it, but I've become protective of Natasha, as she's become protective over me. Especially at a time like this, when she's weak.
"Natasha was one of my agents. Her and Clint were my team for years, Strike Team: Delta. I know things about her past that you couldn't think about." Seriously? We literally have the same past. The same, traumatizing past.
"Her and Clint had a fight. He took a bullet for her or some crap. And I highly doubt that, did Fury not tell you that was in the... other place for eleven years."
"What? They've had so may fights about things like that, even before they were together. And no, he didn't." He knew they were together. Natasha told us only a handful of people knew that. Why haven't I seen this guy before, if he's so close to Clint and Natasha? I've met Maria Hill, she works at Stark industries, and I've met Fury, they seem to be about the only friends those assassins have. I stay silent, not sure what to say. "I wish I could go comfort her." It's not exactly a hard wish to come true is it? Just march your ass down there!
"Why can't you?"
"She thinks I'm dead." How can someone think you're dead? There's no time to dwell though, seeing him could make Natasha a bit happier, or at least take her mind off Clint.
"Well go down there and tell her you're bloody not." He shakes his head slowly, debating. He probably has orders not to see her. S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't actually exist dude! You can do whatever you want! He's silent for a moment. "Go down there and comfort her. Now." Sometimes I wonder how I can ever be serious.
"Wow." She says, "Never seen Coulson give in that easily before." Well I'm just a miracle worker then.
Skye pulls up some security feed of the room Natasha's in. She's calmed down a bit now. "... just can't believe he'd do it again. I don't need him to do that, and I don't need to be anymore in his debt." The door opens and Coulson walks through.
"Coulson." The Milly person and Natasha both say with varying tones, Milly's with warning, Natasha's angry, disbelieving.
"And now I'm hallucinating. Great. This is the end of life as I know it. Maybe I'm going to hell, and he's come to get me." Natasha says, evenly monotonous.
"Get out." Milly says, angry.
Coulson ignores both of them. "I'm sorry that you and Clint had a disagreement Natasha. But I know you'll work through it." Coulson's eyes are glued to Natasha's. "I'm also sorry that I died unexpectedly. It took months to bring me back, and after that Fury decided that my being alive was probably best to keep up with the Avengers, which included you two." I'm surprised Natasha held on this long, with out shouting at him. She looks angry, really angry. "
"You're fucking dead Coulson. Loki stabbed you through the heart. I'm not sure if it's worse that I'm hallucinating or you're alive. Which you're not. He's not alive, is he Melinda?" Milly's called Melinda? Her and Natasha must be close.
"Get out." Melinda says, her eyes livid and Coulson scampers away.
He comes back to me and Skye. "Yana can you call Clint? I want to talk to him." Coulson asks me.
I sigh quietly to myself. "Sure, give me five minutes to talk to him first." I walk away, listening to the dial tone, but only one ring.
"Where on earth are you Yana? We've been looking for you everywhere!"
"It doesn't matter. What happened with you and Natasha?"
"It doesn't matter." He mimics me.
"Well then you won't care that she's been crying for a couple of hours straight, then passed out?" I say in a sickly sweet patronising tone. It's only been a couple of months, but I know what makes Clint tick. Even if it's not true
"Tasha?" He whispers, and I know he misses her. "Where is she? Are you with her? Can I talk to her?" I look back at the screen showing her and Melinda locked in conversation, probably about Coulson, judging by how angry Natasha looks.
"Nope, she's still passed out. But you can talk to someone else. Here he is." I pass the phone to Coulson. He walks away which is kinda annoying, because I want to hear what happens.
Skye explains to me how Milly person is actually called Melinda May, and how everyone addresses her as May as we go down to see how Natasha is. "You okay?" I ask her.
Natasha nods slowly, squinting, as if she's trying to see something in the back of her mind. "Coulson's not actually alive is he? I mean he was stabbed through the heart with an Asgardian staff-"
"Nat." May says quietly. "He's alive."
Natasha seems to accept it now. "Who else would Fury let lead this organization?" No one answers. "Yana, have you called Tony, to tell him where you are?" I shake my head. "Call him and tell him that you're with me, he's probably worried sick."
"I called Clint," I whisper, unable to look her in the eye, "Coulson wanted to talk to him. But he was concerned about you." Natasha begins to smile but stops herself. We fall in to an awkward silence for a bit, until Coulson comes back and passes the phone to Natasha. She begins to look like she's about to cry seconds later, never actually managing to cry, and continues to until she's smiling, a couple of minutes later. She's talking in a language I don't know, and looking around, neither does anyone else. After about ten minutes, in which she's gone through about every emotion I can think of, Natasha passes the phone to me.
"Yana, I'm sorry so so sorry. I wanted to make sure you were safe, because you're one of the people that matter to me the most. You have no idea how scared I was when I couldn't find you, then when JARVIS said that you and Natasha had left. You mean so much to me, and when I thought... anyway the point is, I'm really sorry for looking up your friends, and please come back I need you." I don't speak because a wave of emotion hits me. I need him so much, my father.
"I'm sorry, "I whisper, sincerely. "I love you." I think that's the first time I've ever said that to him. Then I begin to cry silently, sniffing occasionally.
"Okay, Yana where are you so I can fly right over there and give you a big hug." He asks me.
"I don't know. I'm at S.H.I.E.L.D. with Natasha 'cause she wanted to see Anya and I wanted to see Klara but Klara and Anya aren't here so I was talking to Skye and Coulson, wait he probably knows the coordinates, lemme go ask."
"Coulson's dead. He's dead Yana." I take the phone away from my ear and ask Coulson to explain how he's not dead and give him the coordinates of this place in super secret spy code. A couple of minutes later I get my phone back and dad says, "I'm coming Yana, don't worry."