Pepper was on her way through the tower. Once again, she had to find Tony. Jarvis was not working. She had no idea what was wrong, but the AI seemed to be completely off. And it was not her job to know, it was Tonys. But Tony was nowhere to be found. She had looked up most of the tower, but not found him. Now she was going through every possibiltiy.
She glanced into the gym, not really expecting to find him there. Instead she was immidiatly captured by what she saw: Clint and Natasha sparing.
Their movements were perfectly sinc, and it looked just so … gracefully. Natasha's exact and incredable fast kicks and punches, Clint who blocked every attac, both completely focused on the other, obviously not noticing her.
It looked like they were dancing, always knowing the next step of the other, always reacting before the attac even started. Pepper suddenly wondered how it would look like if they really danced.
Pepper did not know how long she stood there. The fight was so … intimate, that she felt guilte for watching, but she simply was not able to stop staring.
She had always suspected that there was more between the two assassins, and now she was pretty sure. They would not move this way together if they were not. Or would they?
After what felt like an eternity, Pepper managed to move. She shaked her head to get it clear again and focused on her task. She still had to find Tony. Next station: the kitchen. There she found, eating some fastfood with his MP3 player on.
She did not notice that Natashas and Clints eyes followed her, or that Natasha whispered: „She knows"
AN: Sorry that this one is so short, but it's a try to get Natashas and Clints relationship better. Hope you liked it!