The bolt came undone and everyone fell into the room. Peter ran to Izzy and hugged her tightly, grateful that she was okay. Natasha grabbed Olivia's face and made her now-green eyes stare back into hers, sighing with relief. Wanda crouched down by her, and Olivia reached towards her with a weak arm. Wanda smiled to her reassuringly, taking her hand in hers. Tony ran down by the girls, noticing the green still twitching between Olivia's fingers.
"She still has her powers..." Tony said, looking to Steve. He kneeled by Tony, stroking his daughters palms.
"Is hydra still after her?"
"We removed the tracking chip," Izzy began to explain, patting Peter's back so he would let go of her, "everything else is just hers now."
"She's safe?" Natasha asked, smiling to Olivia and kissing the top of her forehead.
"We'll know if she gets out of control, that's for sure." Bruce pitched in.
Everyone went back to their rooms, apart from Olivia who went to the kitchen to get her arm freshly bandaged up from when Izzy sliced it. Dr Yelena (she named herself) wrapped the bandages around Olivia's arms, whistling to herself. They cracked jokes and laughed. Natasha watched from afar with a mug of tea in her hands, not being noticed by the two girls.
"What're you looking at?" Izzy asked abruptly, startling the redhead and causing her tea to spill all down her shirt. She hissed in pain as the scolding liquid soaked into her skin. Izzy apologised profusely.
"God, I'm so sorry. Let me get you some ice-"
"No, no, I just need a new shirt." Natasha said. Izzy, still in a panic that Natasha now hated her, offered to join her in her quest for a new shirt. The two ushered off to Natasha's room, where Natasha took off her shirt and looked for a new one. Izzy held her old shirt in her hands, then saw a cute shirt she thought Natasha would look nice in so stepped forward to the wardrobe.
"I think you got my bra wet." Natasha said, turning to Izzy and pointing to the darkened patch on the material. Izzy panicked, her fingers trembling and her mind in a frenzy, she thought of the first thing that came to mind to ease the situation.
"I'll get you a new one!" The girl exclaimed, running to the other side of the room and deciding on a dry bra for Natasha. Natasha took the wet one off and stood in the room, shirtless (but with her back facing her). She didn't mind around Izzy.
"Thank you. If I weren't dating your best friend I'd say you're good girlfriend material." Natasha smirked, continuing to look through her shirts.
"Well hopefully I'm good enough for Peter. I'd never date a girl to be honest, sorry." Izzy joked, chuckling quietly. The two girls had their back to one another, but both had identical smiles on their lips.
Yelena needed some more bandages, even though she had more than enough she insisted on needing more. She ran to Natasha's bedroom and threw the door open, eyes widening at her topless sister looking to Olivia's best friend, smirking and saying,
"You wouldn't hook up with me?"
Yelena gasped loudly and her body froze with fear. Natasha and Izzy turned to the door and Natasha grabbed a shirt and covered herself. Izzy's face dropped, putting a bra cup over her eyes.
"Y-Y-You two..." Tears came into Yelena's eyes and her fingers began to shake. Natasha's lips dropped as she realised what idea popped into her head.
"Yelena-"
"I really like Olivia. Why would you do this to her?" Yelena blubbered through her tears, hunching her shoulders and leaving the room. She went back into the kitchen, and Olivia noticed the girls distraught state. She got up from the chair, placed her hands on Yelena's arms.
"Hey, hey, hey...what's going on?" Olivia asked, but Yelena continued to cry.
"I'm sorry." Olivia hugged the Russian tightly, rubbing her back. Yelena stopped crying eventually, and pulled away from the brunette. She placed their foreheads together, the blonde smiling to Olivia.
"I really like you, you know?"
