This love was definetly not made to be Normal [[Completed]]

fonduing

We got SHIELD at around 12. Tony came in to make sure I would be okay as I went to the break room in search of Natasha to tell her about my dream. Hopefully she'd be able to explain it to me.

"You gonna be okay?"  Tony asked. I nodded my head and kissed his cheek giving him a tired smile and shooing him off.

Clint, Steve, and Bruce were all sitting around the break table drinking some coffee.

"Someone got here late." Clint smirked.

"To much fonduing." Steve muttered. Bruce and I looked at eachother holding back any signs of laughter. But that didnt work very well. Bruce took a sip of his coffee, and started laughing. Coffee spilt out of his nose, and I began laughing, Clint and Steve tried to hold in their laughing but failed miserebly at it. Fury walked in and we all shut up. He stopped before pouring himself some coffee. Looked at each one of us. Looked at the coffee on the table then looked at Bruce's now stained shirt. 

He shook his head, "I don't even want to know. But Ms. Author nice of you to join us." He smirked,

"Sorry sir. You know it's kinda hard to...get things done as quick when stuck with another stupid cast. The second one in 2 years. Or has it be the third..."

"Well either way since you're stuck for the next few weeks your on desk duty." I groaned.

"Oh don't complain!"

"I can!" I joked.

"Why were you late this morning agent?"

"Well sir. I was up at 4 this morning, but something happened that stopped me from coming in at 8."

"And what was that? You came in at 12."

"Well sir you see what happened was Tony took up all the hot water, so we had to wait an hour for it to heat up, and his lazy ass wouldn't wake up so I could get to the bathroom without slipping and falled and dieing. He got up at 7 and spent like 2 hours in the bathroom then ate then I was able to get ready and then it was suddenly 12!"

"To much fonduing..." Steve muttered. My eyes grew wide and my cheeks flushed.

"Don't let it happen again Agent. You're at desk 14. Fill out a report of what happened with Hammer. Very in depth, very detailed. You know how to do it."

"Yes sir, but first do you happen to know where Natasha is? I have to tell her someting. Just relaying a message."

"In the training room. You have a week to finish the report agent." He nodded and left to the room. I sighed bidding them bye and waddling to the training room. Sure enough Nat was working with her gun.

She looked back and smiled at me,  coming over she sat down, "Whats up?"

"Uhm... do you have a little while to talk? I need your help."

"Sure what's wrong?"

"Well I had this dream last night, and the thing is that it was unreal but I felt that there was a message. But I'm not sure. I need a secone opionon."

"Why haven't you asked Tony or Clint?"

"I don't know...I just I needed to talk to you first, you're the most sane person I know."

"Okay, let's here it." So I explained my dream to her. Not leaving out any details. I watched as her face went to horror. The details very graphic. But then again my dream was a very graphic dream. I finished and waited for her to say something. Minutes passed as she sat there, not sure what to say, "Wow." She muttered. Playing with the hem of her shirt. I nodded my head, "Well if I get anything from that dream it's that your subconcious is telling you Hammer won't give up. He did escape after all."