When the song ended Yelena pulled away first, "you are very good at that." She saw Kate was still holding onto her waist. She grabbed the girl's good hand, spinning out of her reach. "Dancing. That was fun," she shouted when the next song started up. Kate attempted to bring her body back to her when Yelena shook her head, "only one." She looked to see her sister was still over with her friend from work and there seemed to be more people around her now. She looked back to Kate and held up a finger asking her to wait a moment. Yelena had absolutely no idea why she was about to do what she was about to do but her common sense seemed to have left her. She walked straight over to her sister's group of friends and internally rolled her eyes when she saw the smirk on Natasha's face, "can I see the bag?"

"Well didn't the two of you look cozy out there on the dance floor?"

"I do not have time for this," she held her hand out trying not to encourage her sister.

"She's totally into you," Natasha reached down for the bag but did not give it to her sister. "She was practically drooling during that dance."

"The drinks have gone to your head. Kate Bishop needs her wrist set."

Natasha laughed, "is that what the kids are calling it these days? Wanda and I just call it fuc…."

"The bag. Now," she did not want to hear the end of that sentence. One of Natasha's friends handed her the small bag. Yelena removed her keys, wallet and phone before handing the bag back to the friend. "Your keys are in there." She turned to address the friend, "make sure she gets home okay?"

"I've already called Wanda. She wants her to be dropped at the hospital so she can give her a banana bag before they head home."

"Wanda always was the brains in that relationship. Behave yourself," she kissed Natasha on the cheek. "I'm heading out."

"To set her wrist," Natasha used air quotes. "Please don't have sex in the living room. Wanda and I like to fuck on that couch."

Yelena flicked her off, "Я тебя ненавижу."

Natasha laughed, "Я тоже тебя люблю, сестренка. Have fun."

The blonde began the short walk back over to Kate. It looked like she was paying her tab at the bar. She told herself to say goodnight to the girl and let it go. Still, she had an obligation as her doctor to see this through or so that was the lie she was perfectly comfortable telling herself. "I told Natasha I was leaving." Yelena immediately saw the dejected look appear on her dance partner's face but chose to walk away. "Well," she looked back over her shoulder, smirking, "are you coming?"

The brunette stood shocked for a moment before picking up her pace, "yep. Totally ready to leave this place." The walk was pretty quiet aside from the late night city traffic, taxis honking their horns and the sounds of their shoes hitting the pavement. She felt almost scared to talk in case Yelena changed her mind and ditched her on the middle of the sidewalk.

"I'm right over there," Yelena pointed to their apartment complex when it came into view.

"Cool," Kate felt like a dork with her response. "I mean, it's close to the hospital so that's convenient."

"I think that was one of the things that attracted Wanda here in the first place."

When they entered the elevator, Kate was beginning to settle her nerves, "wait a minute… Wanda that sounds familiar."

"She's the chief of surgery at the hospital. I'm pretty sure you've seen her at least once for something in the ER. She's my sister's girlfriend."

"Hold on," Kate followed Yelena to the front door of her apartment. "Natasha? As in Maria Hill's ex Natasha?"

"The one and only," Yelena opened the door, leading Kate inside. Whatever the backstory was between all of the women in her life, she decided right in that moment to brush it aside and live in the present. Currently, a very attractive girl followed her home and she was on a mission to collect her winnings. "Home sweet home. Make yourself comfortable. I'll be right back."

What the fuck was actually happening? She slowly walked through the living room of a very nice New York City apartment, "their rent must be astronomical," she walked over to the floor to ceiling sliding doors that led out to a balcony. They were up close to the top floor so the view was incredible.

"The views are better back home," Yelena noticed the brunette staring at the sky.

"And where is home?" She turned to see Yelena had changed into a tank top and sleep shorts. If she thought the dress and scrubs were sexy looks, this put both of those to shame. This tiny Russian was a goddess and she wanted nothing more than to drop to her knees and worship at her new altar.

Yelena's smirk told Kate that she knew what she was thinking but didn't press further, "Ohio. Maybe Russia but I do not count those years as home."

"I get that. Painful memories," she looked back out the window. "Still the city skyline is beautiful."

Yelena came over closer, a small laugh escaping her nose, "yes. But it is no open field filled with forest stars."

Kate looked over at her and saw a small genuine smile on the other woman's face, "forest stars?"

"You have them here. I went walking in Central Park my first night here when I could not rest. My brain was going too fast so I walk. The forest stars, there aren't many but they have made it to the big city."

"Do you mean lightning bugs?"

"Da," Yelena smiled that genuine smile Kate was already relying too much on seeing, "that is what most people call them. Natasha and I called them forest stars when we were little. It stuck. My mama is a scientist and told us all about how their bodies work. I will not bore you with the details."

Kate turned to face the shorter woman, "nothing you talk about could ever bore me." She noticed the pink tinge on the tips of Yelena's ears and considered that a small victory. "So," she left the comfort of the window and walked back into the apartment, "what did you want to do?"

To fuck you on every available surface, she quickly pushed the thought aside. "I won the bet, Kate Bishop. I brought you here to collect my winnings."

"You are going to cast my wrist right now?" Of all the suggestions she thought Yelena would mention that was possibly the last on the list but she wasn't at all surprised at this point. "How? Where? And can I have a drink first?"

"Yes," she walked to the kitchen and pulled out a bottle of vodka and two tumblers. Pouring each of them a generous portion, "straight vodka or do you need it mixed?" Kate tried to hide her little grimace but Yelena caught it and laughed, "okay." She opened the fridge, "we have orange juice, some type of Hawaiian Punch. It's blue. That Natasha's but I don't think she will mind. Sprite? I think that's why this is supposed to be." She pulled out a generic bottle of clear soda. "Anything of interest?"

"The blue one," Kate shrugged. "Sounds good."

"Here is your very blue drink," she brought it over to Kate after putting the remainder of the punch back in the fridge. "Your tongue will be stained for the rest of the weekend."

"It's a calculated risk," she took a sip of the concoction and made a happy noise that caught Yelena's attention. "So good."

"Hmm," Yelena cleared her throat, taking a sip from her own glass. Those happy noises would do her in but she was determined to keep things friendly between the two of them. "Looks like windex."

That made Kate laugh out loud, "good thing I'm with a doctor then. Now how do you plan on casting me at home."

"Kate Bishop, you wound me," she started walking through the apartment assuming that the girl would follow. Looking over her shoulder, she assumed right, "do you honestly think an ex-combat medic and doctor wouldn't have supplies at the ready?" She opened the bathroom closet to a variable wonderland of medical equipment. "I can not say for certain that I have purple but we can see."

"If I didn't meet you at a hospital, I would think this is a very strange kink you have," Kate took another sip. "Do you have a kink for body casts? You seem to be really keen on fixing me up, doc."

"Keen?" Yelena chuckled. "I care for my patients."

"Do you invite all of your patients back to your apartment to fix them up in private?"

Yelena shook her head, "you are just special, I guess."

Now it was Kate's turn to blush. She wasn't sure if the flirting was genuine or if Yelena was just fucking with her in order to get this damn cast on her wrist, "and what's to stop me from cutting it off again?"

The pout on Yelena's face was enough to convince the younger woman that she would jump off a cliff if she asked her to. She never wanted to see that sad face again, "I guess there is nothing stopping you. I just have to hope that you will keep it on this time."

Kate was biting the inside of her cheek. She really wanted to make the other woman happy but there was no way she could commit to six weeks in a cast, "it's just… I know me and I know what I do and I wasn't lying about the archery. Have you ever tried to shoot a bow with a cast? Impossible. It's so hard. Took me triple the time to line up my shot."

Yelena's smile started to come back at her rambling, "yes, your mysterious work. Are you ever going to explain that to me?"

"Maybe. If we move past the people who nod at each other on the street status."

"A smart ass," Yelena smiled, "I like that in a woman." Why did she just say that? This was not her best attempt at being cool. She did not want to lead this girl on more than she already had. "I have an alternative to the cast."

"You bring me in here to show me your closet of kink while you have an alternative in the wings? Why didn't we start with this at the hospital?"

"As a doctor I assume that my patients are going to follow my instructions. Besides, you agreed to the cast."

Kate shook her head in disbelief, "so where is this alternative?"

"Come on," Yelena closed the closet and made her way further into the apartment, opening a door leading to a very tidy bedroom. "I have it in here." She pointed to her bed, "take a seat."

Kate nodded, "on your bed?"

"Da. Do not be weird about it, Kate Bishop."

Kate looked offended, "I am not being weird. When a hot woman invites me onto her bed, consent is necessary." She sat against the headboard, kicking her shoes off and getting comfy. "This blue drink is delicious. Will there be refills?" She had watched the blonde disappear into her own closet but she heard her mumble something in Russian. Whatever she said sounded sexy as hell even if it was probably an insult. She shrugged out of her blazer, getting even more comfortable. "Fix me up, doc. I'm your willing patient."

"Ha! So funny, hilarious," she walked out of the closet, letting her eyes roam the newly exposed skin in front of her. Kate was very muscular and Yelena really enjoyed that about her. She must work out as much as I do. Stop staring at her, you creep, she scolded herself. "Okay I have two things here for you and I expect your full attention and cooperation."

Kate threw back the rest of her drink watching the blonde stare at her, "you got it, doc. I'm all ears."

"Такая умная задница," Yelena rolled her eyes while making her way over to the bed. She sat next to Kate with her legs hanging off the side. "May I touch your wrist?"

"This is the part where I would say, you can touch whatever you want to baby, but I'm being good. So yes," she held out her wrist with the most innocent expression she could muster.

Yelena blinked at her a few times, willing the blush to subside, "Да, она меня убьет." There was a familiar throb between her legs that she hadn't felt in quite some time. She didn't have time to think about that now so she gingerly took the girl's arm and rested it across her bare legs. She carefully felt her bones to make sure they weren't getting worse. "I'm pretty sure it's not worst but you haven't done yourself any favors."

"Not the first time I've been told that."

"Right," Yelena had finished off her drink in the closet and wished she had brought the bottle with her. "This is an air cast. It works almost the same as a plaster cast more so like a splint. It's also not as potent as the plaster cast. It'll help set your bones and keep them in place though. The part I think you'll like the best…"

"All ears."

"Is that it's removable so you don't have to wear it 24/7. I would recommend only taking it off for your mysterious work, your archery, and in the bath or shower."

"Do I wear it to bed?"

"I would for the first few weeks. I think with this method it'll take closer to two months to heal. So since I know you probably won't follow my instructions completely, this is an ace bandage. Do not roll your eyes at me. When you don't have your air cast on specifically at night, you need to put this on to help hold the bones steady. I am not lecturing you. I am saving you from thousands of dollars on surgery to put screws in your wrist." She grabbed the air cast, "I will show you how to put this on. It was mine when I needed it a few years ago. I apologize I do not have a new one." Kate's breath hitched when Yelena's soft fingers ran up her arm as she slid the cast on. "It'll hurt when I tighten the straps but this is necessary. Over time, it'll hurt less while your bones heal." She tightened it and smiled, "there. All better. Do you need a demonstration on how to wrap with the ace bandage?"

"Yes," she did not but she wasn't ready to give up the physical contact yet.

Yelena's eyes sparkled with delight and moved onto the next task. She gently took off the cast and started to wrap her wrist, talking her through the best way to wrap for maximum suppose. "We can leave this one on for now, if you promise to put this one on as soon as you wake up."

"How will I let you know if I've completed the task?"

She rolled her eyes and took her phone out from her shorts pocket, "fine. You win. Put your number in here but it's strictly for doctor/patient correspondence."

"Scouts honor," Kate smiled broadly, taking the phone and adding her number.

"You were a scout?"

"No," the cheeky grin did not subside. "Doesn't mean I can't make idle promises and pretend to blame it on tradition. There I texted myself so I'll have your number for strictly medical professional advice and only that."

"I need another drink," she put her phone down on her nightstand on the other side of the bed before she grabbed both tumblers. "Another blue drink?"

"Yes please," Kate made no effort to vacate the bed. "Do you need help?"

Yelena scoffed, "you look pretty comfy there. Remote is in that drawer. Pick out something to watch on Netflix."

She watched the blonde exit the room and Kate swore there was an exaggerated sway to her hips, "fuck she's fit," she groaned when she heard the fridge open up knowing Yelena was definitely out of earshot. "What is even going on?" She was no stranger to hooking up with girls. She loved women and would consider herself a serial dater. A little flirting, a little conversation, drinks and sex, that's how Kate usually operated. That was until those damnable green eyes looked at her. She was ready to confess all of her secrets and she barely knew the woman. "She had me at forest stars. I'm screwed," she hurried to put the television on before the other woman came back. She couldn't remember the last time she hung out with someone just to watch television. It was strangely comforting that Yelena didn't seem to want to jump right into bed with her. Sure it was a shot to the ego but she was hoping that maybe this could be something more. "Do you like Stranger Things?" She called out when she heard the fridge door close.

"Never watched it," Yelena returned and set the drinks down and the few bags of snacks that she grabbed.

"You are officially the last person on the planet who hasn't seen this show," Kate clicked on it. "We will remedy that now."

Yelena walked back into her closet and came out with a large US Army shirt and a pair of basketball shorts. "Would you like to get comfortable? Or do you prefer to lounge around in your club clothes?"

Kate was slightly taken aback, "I wasn't sure how long my invitation would last but yes," she grabbed the offered articles of clothing. "I would love to get comfortable." Yelena grabbed her drink and walked over to close her blinds giving Kate ample time to change in private. "All good, thank you this might be the most comfortable shirt I've ever worn."

"It has a lot of memories attached to it so take good care of it," Yelena smiled seeing her clothes that are normally large on herself fit correctly on Kate.

At least she was properly covered now and Yelena didn't have to drool over her muscles anymore.

Settling back on the bed, Yelena joined her and expected her to start the show but was a little shocked when she quietly asked her next question, "why the military?"

"Sorry?" She asked not sure if she heard her.

"I was just wondering why you joined the military. You don't have to share if you don't want to. I know we are now somewhere between nodding on the street corner and acquaintances but I'd love to hear the story if there is one."

"Aside from my parents nobody has asked me since the recruiter. I guess I just wanted to do something that was only for me if that makes sense."

"Saving lives is an only for you thing?"

Yelena laughed, "no. I just needed to get out there and find myself. I have always felt that I was always someone else's project. Going out there and experiencing something that nobody in my family ever had before was an adventure. Plus, I'm very good with my hands as we both know. I heard about combat medics and I was sold. It did not take much to get me to leave Ohio. I hated everybody in school except Natasha. She was so mad when I told her I was leaving."

"I can understand why she'd be upset. You don't seem like an easy person to be apart from."

Yelena needed the conversation to be over so she cleared her throat, "did you want to watch that show? You talked it up big time. My expectations are very high."

Kate felt a little disappointed that the deep discussion part of the evening seemed to come to a screeching halt though she still felt like she was making headway. Plus, she got her phone number. "Fine. It will exceed your expectations I'm sure but I get to analyze your snacks first," she handed Yelena her glass of straight vodka. She also noticed two bottles of water made their way onto the nightstand. She was thoughtful, Kate would give her that. "Okay we have hot Cheetos, a woman after my own heart, salt and vinegar potato chips, peanut butter m , and nerd clusters."

"How did I do?"

"I would ask you to marry me but I think it's too soon. Which would you like to start with?"

Yelena was definitely in trouble, "your choice."

"I like to go salty then sweet so Hot Cheetos it is," she grabbed the bag, placing it in between them. "Okay get ready for cinematic excellence."

A quiet alarm went off next to Yelena's head signaling it was time to get up and start her three day on-call shift. She looked at her nightstand and saw an empty bottle of water and an open pack of pain medication. At least if she was going to drink on a work night, she wasn't an idiot about it. Memories came rushing back to her when she felt a heaviness around her waist and gentle breathing on her shoulder. She kept calm, because panicking ever helped in any situation. She carefully removed the arm that was currently holding her captive as a little spoon and scooted herself out of the bed. Laying behind her was Kate Bishop, wearing her clothes and looking adorable with her scrunched up sleepy face. The look came complete with a little string of drool attaching her to the pillow. She would definitely have to wash her sheets when she got home. Should she wake her? Let her sleep? Run away and pretend that Kate wasn't there? Yes, option three seemed the best. She hurried to get a quick shower and change into some street clothes to wear to the hospital. Kate was still sleeping like the dead when she came back in but noticed her arm still wrapped in that ace bandage. She pulled the covers up over the sleeping brunette so she wouldn't get a chill from the air conditioner. Yelena packed her gym bag and headed for her door and immediately regretted it when she smelled coffee and heard the voices coming from the kitchen. "Morning," she mumbled, walking over to the cabinet, quickly filling up her travel cup with coffee. She heard whispering between the two ladies and could feel their eyes on her. "Say what you need to say. I have to go to work."

Yelena wanted to punch that smirk off of Natasha's face, "there's a girl in your room, isn't there tiger?"

"Darling," Wanda was taming her own smile, "if your sister has a visitor it is none of our business."

"Bullshit it's not. She been in the city what 4 weeks and already has babes in her bed," Natasha laughed, "it's injustice is what it is."

"I do not have babes in my bed. There is one girl in there and nothing happened. I'm glad to see you made it home relatively unscathed."

"Wanda takes very good care of me. Did you take very good care of your patient there? Setting her wrist wasn't that what you called it?"

Yelena groaned, "I'm telling you nothing happened. Yes, she is my patient. An acquaintance. I brought her back here and tried to fix her wrist. Didn't go as planned. We ended up watching Netflix, eating junk food, having a couple of drinks," she smirked, "I owe you some Hawaiian Punch."

"I noticed my supplies were low in the fridge."

"I'll buy more. Then I guess at some point we fell asleep because when I woke up she had her arms around me and stuff. Then I freaked out and got the hell out of there. So what do I do?"

"Aww," Natasha laughed, "I always knew my baby sister was the little spoon in the relationship."

"I will stab you in the eye."

"Girls, please. Let's talk this through without any threats of physical violence for once," Wanda was used to playing mediator.

"I have to get to work. What do I do about her?"

Wanda just smiled at her, taking a sip from her coffee, "well you could just go and wake her up, dear. Let her know you are leaving and ask her to vacate the apartment."

"Yeah," she shook her head, "I didn't actually want to speak with her this morning."

"She's emotionally constipated," Natasha laughed.

Wanda quickly grabbed the butter knife when Yelena dove for it, "you can let her stay and talk to her later."

"I'm on call for three days."

A wicked smirk graced the redhead's lips, "I'm off work today. You could let her sleep and I'll make sure Miss Bishop makes it home okay. I need to have a discussion about what her intentions are with my baby sister."

Wanda sighed, "seriously the both of you are going to need a time out. Yelena, go to work. I'm not going into the hospital until noon today. If you want to leave her here, I will make sure your sister doesn't torture her before she goes."

Yelena nodded, "okay. Yeah. Thanks."

She started making her way to the door before Wanda called for her, "can you at least text the girl and let her know you went to work and that she may be interrogated by your sister?"

"I thought you'd make sure she was fine."

"I'm going to try my best but I am only one woman. You know how feisty your sister can get."

"Yeah. Fine. I'll text Kate."

After Yelena left the apartment, Wanda turned to look at her girlfriend, "Yelena really is going to stab you one of these days and I might not be here to intervene."

Kate rolled over in a big comfortable bed, relishing in the soft blankets covering her body. When her eyes finally fluttered open, memories of the previous night came rushing back to her then an immediate sense of disappointment when she realized she was alone in that big comfy bed. "Too good to be true," she went to rub the sleep out of her eyes feeling the bandage on her hand. "At least I still have this on I guess. Baby steps," she laughed, sitting up and reaching over for her bottle of water that was nearly empty. After she finished that, she took the ace bandage off to replace it with the air cast. She had Yelena's number and was determined to use it even if just to show her that she was following her medical advice. She noticed a message on her phone from the contact she added the previous night.

Tiny Hot Doctor (8:25am): good morning, Kate Bishop. You looked so comfortable in my bed. I did not have the heart to wake you. I needed to get to the hospital. 3 days on call and no before you get it in your head, we don't actually hook up in on call rooms. This isn't Grey's Anatomy. I enjoyed the television show and your company.

Tiny Hot Doctor (8:29am): word of warning… My sister is waiting to interrogate you. Hopefully Wanda is still at home when you wake up. Thank you for the girls' night, truly.

Kate quickly took a selfie of her still in Yelena's bed but making sure to get the air cast in the photo.

Kate (9:45am): look doc, I'm following all of your advice. Bummer about the on-call rooms. If I survive the interaction with your sister I'll let you know. Girl's night was really fun.

She didn't wait for a reply knowing that she was most likely busy at work. Preparing for the walk of shame, Kate quickly got dressed in her outfit from last night hurrying to use the bathroom before anyone noticed her. She folded the borrowed pajamas and left them on the bed. She really did have a good night with the blonde and was hoping it wasn't a one off. "Okay. You can do this. Sisters aren't that scary," she was hyping herself up to leave the safety of Yelena's bedroom. She put her blazer on, stuffing her ace bandage, phone, keys and card holder into the pocket. "Here I go," she jumped up and down a few times to get her heart going. She quietly opened the bedroom door, closing it without any noise. She swiftly moved down the hall towards the kitchen and was surprised to see nobody there. There was no sign of the sister or her girlfriend. Did I luck out, she asked herself, still scared to celebrate. She quickened her pace and reached for the doorknob.

Before she even had an opportunity to turn it, a smug voice called from behind her, "not so fast, Kate Bishop. I believe you just spent the night with my sister. I'm going to need you to sit down and tell me what your exact intentions are with my little Yelena."