𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐧 from the government. They were both in a bathroom hiding from secretary Ross. Natasha set her phone on the side next to a sink, watching security footage as armed men entered a building.
Picking up her phone she dialled a number and the phone rings.
"Yeah?" Ross answered.
"Don't do this." Natasha said.
"Do what?"
"Come after me. I mean, you're embarrassing yourself. It looks desperate."
"Thought maybe you'd be calling me to cut a deal. 'Cause from my vantage point, it's the federal fugitive who's desperate."
"From my vantage point, you look like you could use some bed rest. What is this, your second triple bypass?"
"I wouldn't worry about me. We got Barton, we got Wilson and that other guy, the incredible shrinking convict. Rogers and Miller are on the run. You got no friends. Where you gonna go?"
"I've lived a lot of lives before I met you, Ross. You shouldn't have gone to all this trouble. I'm done." Ending the call Natasha sighed as she put on a jumper.
"Is that my jumper?" Thomas asked as he got ready to open the door.
"It looked comfy." Natasha shrugged.
Agents prepare to knock down the door, in doing so they are met with Natasha's suit laying on the floor, Natasha is nowhere to be found.
Thomas and Natasha walk out of the bathroom onto the back of the cargo ship, walking to the edge of the boat. They both don't say anything as they are taking in the scenery before them. Thomas was looking at the mountains when he saw Natasha push her phone off the boat.
"So slick." Thomas teased.
"You've got to throw your phone too."
"Why?"
"Ross doesn't know you're with me and so no one can track us."
"But how am I going to play games when I'm bored?"
"I can entertain you." Natasha whispered in his ear as her fingers danced up his shirt and along his stomach.
"Ok then, goodbye phone." Thomas said as he also threw his phone off of the edge.
"Let's go back inside, it's cold." Natasha said as she retracted her fingers from Thomas and walked away from him.
"What? Hey! You tricked me." Thomas whisper-shouted as he caught up with her.
"Oops."
"Can we get these?" Thomas asked as he walked around the isle to see Natasha looking at some food to buy.
"Absolutely not."
"Why?"
"Thomas, I'm not getting you dinosaur chicken nuggets."
"But- please."
"No."
"I'll do what ever you want."
"Fine. But you're also giving me another one of your jumpers, they're comfortable."
"Yes!" Thomas smiled as he put them in the shopping basket and fist bumped the air.
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