7
Natasha stormed to her room after Lance left and mentally slapped herself. How could she not see it coming? He had a wife and kids, something that she could and never give to someone.
"Nat?" A soothing voice said.
"Yeah?" She lazily replied.
"Are you ok? You kinda took off after that 'showdown.'"
"Guys. I know your all out there. And Thor, I know your eating pop tarts."
There was muffled sound and whispered and something drop to to floor.
The opened the door and Thor and Tony picking up the pop tarts off the floor.
"Ok?" Steve laughed.
Natasha smiled and helped pick up the pop tarts and handed them back to Thor.
"Here." She said whilst handing Thor the pop tarts.
"Thank You Lady Natasha."
She nods and walks past the guys and heads you the bathroom and locks herself there. They heard the patter of the shower and sighed in relief and all went back upstairs. They just sat down and lazed about, and it was only 4:00 pm. The lift doors opened again and Natasha came in wearing all black. Jeans, heels, jacket and top.
"Tony, is it to late to test out the motorcycle? You said you upgraded it." Natasha said.
"Yeah, but who's gonna test it with you? No-one else can ride a motorcycle other than grandpa." Tony laughed.
"You know, one thing I'll never understand is that, you call him grandpa even though he still looks younger than you. By far. He may be almost 100, but in reality he is 28." Natasha said whilst taking the keys.
"Just take Cap. Bring him back alive." He muttered.
Steve and Natasha went downstairs and both got on their motorcycles and headed out.
"When did Captain America learn how to ride a motorcycle?" Natasha asked through her comm.
"1942. When the whole Captain America phrase started. You know they taser you if you didn't get it right?"
Natasha laughed through the comm that made Steve smile.
"Well, looks like the 40's weren't that ideal."
"Ah. I prefer this modern day. I would be dead if I hadn't, about the ice."
"Don't you miss anyone? Bucky, Howling Commandos, Howard, Peggy?"
"If course. I did what I had to be done, or else New York would cease to exists."
"I would do the same. Your a hero, you know that?"
Steve looked over at Natasha and smiled as did she.
But suddenly a high speed car came out of nowhere,
And hit Natasha.
She flew off the motorcycle and hit the floor, and her motorcycle slid across the floor. The person is the car stopped and remained in the car.
"NATASHA!"
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