Another chapter today because I had inspiration.
After the incident in the Bronx streets, Tanya asked if they could go in Central Park. Once they're, she took her Ipod, ready to listen music.
''Listen. I want to run alone. I don't need you're help, I can defend myself alone.'' she said, like if nothing happened less than one hour ago.
She turned around and started running.
''Said the girl who have almost been raped because she was lost in the streets of the Bronx'' whispered Steve to Clint.
Clint smiled. The guys started walking, looking at Tanya that was running away from them, music in her ears.
''Clint, I...'' started Steve.
''You?'' Clint asked, uncertain.
''I saw how you are looking at Tanya.''
''And how am I looking at her exactly?''
''I saw... Every time you are looking at her, I see a... light in your eyes. Do you.. love her?''
Clint sighed.
''I don't know'' he said. ''There is something mysterious in her. I like that. But, she doesn't like me, or anyone at all, so I don' have any chance.''
''You're a great guy, Clint. She will like you, one day or another.'' Steve said.
''Thanks man. But I don't know. The only thing I know is that Natasha will be really pissed off when she will learn what happened.''
Steve laughed.
''She will.'' he said.
''Shit'' said Clint.
''What?''
''We lost her.''
Steve looked in front of him. He could no longer see the flaming hair of Tanya.
''She probably ran away.''
''Natasha is going to be mad at us if we let something happen to her.''
''So then, let's find her.''
Remember if you have any ideas, just tell me... :)