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The sun is drowning down and darkness of the night is spreading over when Hedeon enters a store to find medical supplies for Yelena with the sisters trailing behind him.
"The Red Room's still active. Where is it?" Natasha asks.
"I have no idea. He moves location constantly. And every widow is sedated on entry and exit for maximum security." Yelena says, looking through the medical items on the shelf.
"I'm just finding it hard to believe that he could stay off my radar." Natasha questions, leaning into the door.
Hedeon moves to the sink and splashes water on his face. He looks at his reflection from the mirror to see dark bags under his eyes. His face is paler with the lack of sleep.
"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, one of the big ones comes to avenge you."
Natasha raises an eyebrow. "Wait, what are the big ones?"
"Well, I doubt the god from space has to take an ibuprofen after a fight." Yelena says and Hedeon chuckles, closing the tap to look at the siblings. "Where did you think I was all this time?"
"I thought that you got out and were living a normal life." Natasha reasons.
"And you just never made contact again?"
"Honestly, I thought you didn't wanna see me."
Yelena scoffs, picking out a few medical supplies. "Bullshit. 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." Natasha says, grabbing the supplies from Yelena before she moves to the counter to pay.
"And the Avengers aren't really your family." Yelena says, following behind.
Hedeon puts on his baseball cap to cover up his slightly long hair and walks towards the counter as well.
After a pause, Yelena speaks again. "Why do you always do that thing?"
"Do what?" Natasha asks, confusedly as she hands over the money to the cashier.
"The thing you do when you're fighting. The... Like, the... This thing that you do when you whip your hair when you're fighting with the arm and the hair. And you do, like, a fighting pose." Yelena laughs and mimics Natasha's fighting stance, extending her right leg, giving all her weight on the left leg and bending to the floor, arms balancing her figure and whipping her head back and forth. "It's a... It's a fighting pose. You're a total poser."
"I'm not a poser." The redhead disagrees.
"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." Yelena laughs, standing up.
