Hidden behind closed doors

Part Six

Natasha POV

Your eyes where heavy, but the light from the blinds that you forgot to shut the previous night peered through the window and awakened you. Feeling a heavy weight on your chest you smile glancing down to see Harper with her head on your chest. Her Lucius blonde hair covered her face, your hand moving so you could draw small patterns on her arm.

Your memory flicking back to last night which made your smile even wider. You felt the blonde girl stir ontop of you with a groan. "Ugh it's so bright" Her groan made you laugh as you thought the same thing when you first woke up. "I know. We forgot to shut the curtains last night" Harper rolled over sticking her head face first into the pillow with a sigh of relief "that's better"

Laughing you also roll over so your on your side as you draw circles on her back with your index finger. Her head slowly turning out of the pillow as she adjusted to the light of the room. Her eyes wondering your face. "What time is it" she questioned. She made a good point, you lean over her to the bedside table tapping on your phone. "10:30" You answer back earning another groan from Harper.

"Come on why don't we get up. Get some breakfast and we can go get started training" you poke her side to make me move "okay okay I'm going" her raspy, grumpy voice moaned as she pulled herself out of bed you following after her. Just as she was about to take off for your bathroom you grab her hand pulling her back towards you and connect your lips together.

You felt Harper easy into the kiss as she hands grasped your neck. Breaking apart you hear her sigh "sorry I didn't mean to be grumpy. Im just tired" You cup her cheek kissing her forehead "I know you didn't mean anything by it. If you did I would of kicked your ass" That smile appeared on Harper's face the one that could brighten up a room. "There she is"

Harper playfully rolls her eyes at you kissing you one more time before disappearing into your bathroom.

An hour later

Myself, Wanda, Bucky and Peter where in the training room. Peter was running on the treadmill working on building up his stamina. Wanda was using the cross trainer. With Wanda having powers she mainly just trained to stay in shape, to train for fights she would keep herself mentally in the zone by doing things like reading books and watching tv and stuff to make sure she was mentally prepared. The avengers knew how powerful Wanda was and having her mentally crumble on them could cause catastrophe (Like when she knew her twin brother died in Age of ultron) And bucky well he wasn't exactly in the training room more like outside it at the firing range. Training his accuracy with a assault rifle.

And well yourself you where working on your boxing skills. You had a workout plan, the plan involved half an hour of hand to hand combat. Whether that being punching the punch bag or having someone train with you with pads or working on your martial arts against someone or the dummy's. After, you took a water break before starting another thirty minutes on the machines whether that be the treadmill, cross trainer, the bike or the rowing machine. You'd leave for awhile take sometime to do whatever you wanted then return later on in the evening you'd work your muscles by doing weight lifting and then you'd finish it off with some weapons practice. Again whether that being shooting practice or practice with knifes or something along those lines.

Currently you had wireless headphones in and where punching the punch bag trying to release and throw any Anger, Stress or negative energy you had at the bag. Punching it as hard as you possible could. After awhile you gave up with your gloves taking them off and just having the hand wraps you had on to protect your hands.

As the song you where listening to came to a close end you built up the last 30 seconds of it punching as hard and as quick as you possibly could feeling your hands go numb and the pain becoming unbearable. You continue to fight it out until the last note of the song rang out and you swung your last punch knocking the bag right off the hing.