"It's going to be one hell of a reunion."
"You think?"
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"The Avengers weren't my first family."
"And you weren't mine."
With the Nazi invasion of the Soviet Union in 1941, the...
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"And here I was, thinking you'd be happy to see me."
"Natasha my sister. After all this time, what brings you home?"
Having evaded the Widows and Taskmaster - for now - they headed as far away from the city as possible. They stopped at a gas station along the way, Yelena wanting to get some medical supplies to address her wound.
"If the Red Room's still active, where is it?" Nat was still in disbelief.
"We have no idea. He moves location constantly," Sascha explained. "Gone were the days of being a fortress in the mountains."
"And every Widow is sedated on entry and exit for maximum security," added Yelena.
Nat shook her head. "I'm jut finding it hard to believe that he could stay off my radar."
"Well it's not smart to attack an Avenger if you want to stay hidden. I mean the clue is in the name: Dreykov kills you, and one of the big ones comes to avenge you," said Yelena.
"Wait, what are the big ones?"
"Well, I doubt the god from space has to take an ibuprofen after a fight." A pause, then, "Where do you think I was all this time?"
"I thought that you got out and you two would stick together and were living a normal life."
"Well you're right about two of those things," Sascha admitted.
"And you just never thought to make contact again?"
"Honestly, I thought you wouldn't want to see me."
"Ha! Bullshit!" Yelena called her out. "You just didn't want your baby sister to tag along whilst you saved the world with the cool kids."
"You weren't really my sister. You aren't."
"And the Avengers aren't really your family," Yelena shot back. "Why do you always do that thing?"
"Do what?"
"That thing you do when you're fighting."
"I do a lot of things while I'm fighting."
Sascha snorted. "Do it, Yelena."
"The, like the-" Smiling, Yel crouched down, sticking out one arm and one leg. "This thing you do when you whip your hair when you're fighting. With the arm and the hair and the leg and you do like a fighting pose."
Sascha snorted with laughter. "She, she imitates you sometimes - ha!"
The two girlfriends were laughing now, but Nat sure wasn't. "It's a fighting pose, you're a total poser."
"I'm not a poser."
"Oh, come on, I mean they're great poses but it does look like you think everyone's looking at you, like, all the time."
