Double Agent (Fem Reader X Tony Stark)

Chapter 38 - Yelena

"I can't believe you didn't tell me Yelena was alive." I shake my head as we walk up an apartment building in Budapest.

"I was saving you from pain....she wouldn't want to see us anyway."

"You don't know that!" I shake my head as she bends down and opens a small vent. She hands me a gun and walks over to the apartment door.

Nat leans down and starts quietly picking the lock. "I know you're out there." Yelena calls out.

"We know you know we're out here." Nat says.

Nat and I walk inside, I kick the door shut and hold up my gun as we walk down the hall. "Then why are you skulking about like it's a minefield?"

"Cause we don't know if we can trust you." I say.

"Funny, I was going to say the same thing." We step into a doorway in front of her.

"So, we gonna talk like grown-ups?" Nat asks as we walk in and follow her as she walks backwards, aiming her gun at us.

"Is that what we are?"

"Put it down before we make you." I say.

"You put yours down."

Yelena almost trips as she walks back into the kitchen. "Watch your step." Nat smiles.

Yelena chuckles, suddenly they both grab each other's guns and switch. Yelena grabs Nat and throws her out into the hall. I put my gun under my belt. I grab her neck and lift her up, slamming her into the cabinet and then slamming her down onto the counter.

"Yelena! Stay down!" I scream. "Stay down!"

Yelena screams in my face and takes a plate, smashing it against my head and kicking me through glass beside the doorway. She shoves Nat beside me and grabs a knife.

"Stop." Nat shakes her head. She grabs an object beside her and swings it at Yelena.

Yelena spins and kicks Nat's face, I tackle her and slam her down onto the ground, throwing the knife aside. She screams as sit on her and wrap my hands around her throat, she struggles as she grabs onto my throat, starting to choke me.

I suddenly let go and hold my hands up, "перемирие." (Truce.)

She takes her hands off of me and shoves me off as she gasps for air. Nat crawls over to us and holds onto her side. "ты вырос." (You've grown up.)

"Дерьмо нет." (No shit.) she stands and walks into the kitchen.

Nat pulls me up and we follow her, "You had to come to Budapest, didn't you?"

"I came here because I thought you wouldn't. But since you're here, what bullet does that?" She points to the wall, setting down a bottle of vodka.

"Not bullets. Arrows."

"Ah, right." She pours three shots.

"If you didn't think I'd come here, why'd you send me this?" Nat sets the vials down.

"You brought it back here?" She asks angrily, walking away.

"We're not here trying to be your friend, but you need to tell us
what that is." We follow her to the bedroom.

"It's a synthetic gas. The counteragent to chemical subjugation. The gas immunizes the brain's neuropathways from external manipulation."

"Maybe in English next time?" Nat says.

"Это противоядие от контроля над разумом." (It's an antidote to mind control.)

"Real mature." I roll my eyes as Nat passes me a new shirt.