Chapter 3 – Little White Lies

It was four hours later and Natasha was alone in the apartment. Coulson had left her an hour and a half ago to go back to base. Rose and Clinton's apartment was similar to the one her and Clint own back in her dimension New York. They may live in the tower but they still keep their apartment, even use it sometimes. They occasionally used it after missions; it was a lot closer to the New York S.H.I.E.L.D. base than the tower. It also came in handy if they just needed to get away from Tony; living with him full time is hard. The apartment was small, four rooms in total – living room/kitchen, two bedrooms and a bathroom. The apartment wasn't very furnished and the kitchen was under stocked but she guessed they didn't stay here often considering their jobs.

Natasha looked out the window. Everything looked the same but was totally different. Classes? Her friends (this dimensions versions) working for Oscorp. No S.H.I.E.L.D. No Avengers and by the looks of it no Superheroes (she'd questioned Coulson about everything but she didn't get anything out of him, not much anyway). What was wrong with this dimension?

"You set the hanger on fire!" she heard Clinton cry as he unlocked the door. Natasha turned to look at it just as the door opened.

"It's fine no one died or was injured and no one saw her." Rose shrugged as she walked in before freezing and pretended to think then acting like she'd just got the best/worst realisation of her life, "Oh wait! You're crazy cheating wife nearly did! Do you know what she would have done if she saw her? She'd run right to Osborn and tell him and then he'd hunt us all down and knowing him probably kill us!"

"For the last time, she's not cheating on me!" Clinton retorted. Rose threw her weapons down on the kitchen counter before turning on Clinton hand on hips.

"I'm your partner! I wouldn't lie to you! You know I never would!" she stared at him before sighing refusing to meet his gaze, "I didn't want to show you this. Sit on the couch." Rose disappeared into the bedroom on the right. Clinton looked at Natasha who shrugged in reply before sitting on the couch, as if she'd know what she was getting she only just arrived in this dimension today! Rose came out the room with a tablet in hand tapping away on the screen furiously.

"Watch these, all of them Clinton. You (she pointed to Natasha) come with me," Rose clicked her fingers before walking to the bedroom on the right. Natasha rolled her eyes before following her into the bedroom just as sexual noises came from the tablet. Natasha closed the door to the bedroom to see Rose sitting on the bed with her head in her hands.

"He had to know but Coulson'll kill me, both of them will kill me, great I'm dead meat." she whispered. Natasha raised an eyebrow at her.

"What's on the tablet?" Natasha asked carefully moving towards her.

"His wife Agent Bobbi Morse-Barton has been cheating on him for just under four years, they've been married for five and a bit. That was the evidence and there is a lot of evidence. She's been caught on the Helicarrier having sex with a different Agent each time more than I can count," Rose sighed.

"Oh…" was all Natasha could push out. That was interesting… Bobbie had been cheating on Clint when she first came to S.H.I.E.L.D. and she'd been the one to figure it out. She'd told him straight away, at first he didn't believe her but after a bit of persuasion he asked her and she told him everything. Their marriage ended within the next hour, Natasha had made sure the divorce papers got through extra quickly.

"Just be prepared for an awkward atmosphere." Rose groaned rubbing her forehead before picking up a book that was in Russian.

1h 26 minutes later

They were still on her bed around an hour and a half later and Natasha was board out her mind. She'd been busy staring at the many bullet holes in Rose's roof when they heard a smash, a bang and the slam of a door. Rose groaned before getting up and stretching.

"Well there goes my tablet, our hole-less walls and working hinges. He is so paying for a new tablet," Rose growled. She took her phone out of her cat suit boot and gave it to Natasha.

"Phone Coulson, tell him Clinton's locked himself in his bedroom and I'm trying to get him out. Oh and tell him to get everyone else down here as well," Rose walked out of the room. Natasha looked at the phone in her hand before phoning Coulson and repeating the message.

Rose stood outside Clinton's door.

"Barton?" she knocked on the door and when there was no reply she knocked again, "Barton?... Barton, answer me… Clinton please, please answer me." Rose pleaded.

"Leave me alone Rose," he grumbled. Natasha walked out of Rose's bedroom still on the phone to Coulson. She watched Rose carefully as Rose attempted to get Clinton to talk to her.

"I SAID LEAVE ME ALONE STALINGRAD!" he shouted. Rose backed away from the door. After a moment of silence Natasha decided to speak.

"I did the right thing…" she turned and looked at Natasha right in the eyes and for the first time she sae a hint of Rosie in her and not a cold blooded killer like herself, "didn't I?" Natasha smiled at her softly and nodded as Rose looked back to the door.

"Yes, I would have done the same thing for my Clint," Natasha told her. As soon as she realised what she'd said she mental slapped herself. Rose froze and looked up at her.

"Your Clint?" she hissed narrowing her eyes. Natasha froze. Well shit. She didn't want that coming out.