Sorry for another delay, I went and saw Age of Ultron last night and was out until 2AM with friends. By the way, without giving anything away, Paul Bettany was great, I think he was a wonderful choice but I think I liked the first movie better, this one had a more serious tone but I think there was too much going on. I won't ruin anything and I definitely won't say it was a bad movie, it was still pretty great! Also I finished the Daredevil tv series, absolutely fantastic, 10/10 it was amazing and I would highly recommend it to anyone and everyone! Daredevil has been one of my top fav superheroes for years, Charlie Cox did a wonderful job.

So anyway, glad everyone liked the last chapter, this one starts a little side plot!

The next morning Clint did as he had promised. The two of them went swimming.

Natasha had never gone swimming for fun before. She had had swimming lessons of course and she knew that some time in the future she would take lessons in underwater diving and even combat but she could at least swim and she could swim fast. The girls were always in competition and she was almost always the winner. But she had always liked swimming lessons. She liked being in the water and the chance to do it for fun was very appealing.

She and Clint splashed around for a while, she listened as he told her stories of fighting an alien race called Skrulls and a robot called Ultron. He told her about fighting other villains and saving the day and then when she was seriously swimming laps he splashed her and swam away.

Momentarily stunned, she treadded water before he dived under and popped up in front of her again, grinning. On impulse she splashed him back and he kicked away laughing. She found herself laughing too. A grown man acting like a little boy was kind of funny. She had never seen one act that way before. She splashed him again and chased after him. After a while she was laughing freely without thinking.

He was laughing too and it was not until she slowed that he decided to get upon the diving board and entertain her a little. He did some trick dives and made her clap before they both moved to the hot tub in the corner. Leave it to Tony to have every feature installed.

Natasha liked the hot tub. It was like a giant bath tub and the heat felt good. It seemed to make Clint slow and tired but not her and she ran back and forth between the pool and the tub, experimenting with the temperatures.

Clint watched her from the corner of the pool he was lounging in. she ran sometimes gleefully from water to water and sometimes with a face of the utmost severity. It made him smile because it was so genuinely childlike. Occasionally she would cry out in joy when the water was wonderfully warm or chillingly cold. He laughed and splashed her a few times. She would always splash back and smile triumphantly. He could see the knowing, victorious smile she would wear as an adult forming. She always looked so cunning. This girl child was only learning to be so. She was still young.

Once she slipped and fell and sat for a moment in surprise but he hadn't needed to go to her, she had been up the next moment running again. He had called out to her asking if she thought running might have been the reason she'd fallen but she didn't respond and he was pretty sure she was ignoring him.

They ate lunch in their swim suits, drying off only as much as the towels would allow. Then after quickly changing they turned on a tv program he'd noticed she liked. She liked old black and white tv dramas. He guessed they were closer to her time although she had shown no dislike to any of the more modern shows she had seen.

When the show ended a Star Trek episode began and he had seized at the opportunity to get her into a new show that wasn't quite so boring to him. She immediately seized on the character Chekov, laughing at his poor accent but liking him just the same and saying it was fun to see a Russian character.

A while later she began drawing again and he smiled, glad to see her having such a good day. He had been a little worried about how the others would react after the robbery the day before. They were all on edge and panicking over how to treat her but he thought that he was doing just fine and he planned to keep on doing what he was doing for a while. Just spending time with her and having fun. They both were having a good time now and although she hadn't opened up to Steve yet he saw some change. She was definitely more trusting now.

When it got a little later they headed out to the park again and Natasha played on the swings for a while. The girls from last time weren't there and he was glad of it. He didn't want any trouble and they had been so rude.

He sat back on a park bench messing with his phone, Natasha was entertaining herself. He continued playing with his phone, he was trying to download a new app but was having difficulty. Quite suddenly he felt something cold and hard press against the back of his head. He froze, knowing instantly what it was.

"Don't move." A voice said. Russian accent. His mind had time to register only that before he was pistol whipped out of consciousness. Across the park another two men were walking towards Natasha. She stopped swinging and looked at them.

"Natasha Romanoff." One of them said. She stood and glanced at Clint, feeling her heart skip a beat when she saw him slumped over the bench with a gun pointed at his head. She looked up at them men. "Come with us." One of them said in Russian.

"Are you going to kill him?" She asked, also in Russian.

"He's coming with us."

She glanced at Clint. "Are you from the Red Room?"

"Enough questions."

She glanced down the street where she could see the tower a little ways off and she thought of all of her things and the people she had met and suddenly she didn't want to go with them. She didn't want to leave with these people. She didn't want to go back.

"If you try and run we will kill him."

She shot another look at Clint and then up at the man's face. "I will not run."

He lead her to an unmarked utilities van and she was helped inside. Clint was thrown unceremoniously in beside her, his hands bound with plastic ties. Two of the men got in front and another two got in the back with her. She watched them quietly.

"We're going to blindfold you." One of them said after a while. She held still while he did so, if only to protect Clint. She was lead out into an alley. It felt like that. Gravel under her feet and into a building. She wanted to take the blindfold off but they stopped her until she was in another room, then the door was shut and she was alone.

She took the blindfold off and looked around. A bare bulb hung over her head and there was only a small, sealed window. Chain-link fencing on the outside. She was in a dirty closet. She sat on an over turned mop bucket and listened though the door. She could hear people speaking in Russian but they used no terms she was familiar with. Nothing that would affiliate them with the Red Room or the Widow program. They talked about money a lot. Someone mentioned a buyer.

She had a distinct feeling that they wanted to sell her back to the Red Room. Fools, the Red Room would never pay. The moment they found out these men had her they would come and they would kill every one of them and if they found him, they would kill Clint too. She didn't like that thought.

She straightened out her dress, tossed her hair back and began pacing. She had to find a way to save not only herself but Clint as well. She had never been in a more deadly situation before because before she had never had someone she wanted to protect. And now she didn't think she could live with herself if something happened to Clint.

So I wanted to write a little adventure into the story here and It's covered in the next few chapters, I hope you guys like it and I hope you enjoy!

Thanks for Reading!