From The Future's Past

10

Natasha's POV

I stood at the airport looking at Wanda who was on the floor with her ears covered. Pietro and Nicolai were comforting her, and I went to go over but Ali grabbed my hand, "we have to go Mama!" Ali called out and everyone seem to freeze but the sound of sirens snapped everyone out of it. "PIETRO! NICOLAI!" The boys picked Wanda up and Pietro ran them out. "Mama! Hold on," I held onto my daughter, and she flew us away.

Once we were out of the state Ali put me down and got her phone out, "come on pick up pick up!" I watched as my daughter fell apart, "come on please." I held my daughter and I looked over to see a motorbike parked, "come on." I pulled her along and see the keys were still in the bike. I got on the bike, "Ali on now." My daughter got on the back of the bike, and I revved it and started driving down the room both of us not having helmets.

"I can't get a hold on Pietro or Nicolai or Mum what if..." my daughter burst into tears, and I just wrapped her arms around me as she cried into my back. "They will be fine your Mum doesn't go down without a fight plus Pietro is like the road runner no one can catch him."

I kept driving us.

I stopped at a car barge and got out, "okay Ali listen to me you got to do exactly as I saw okay, I can get us out of the country and they probably aren't picking up because Pietro is still running them out of the country okay." I cupped Ali's cheek and look into her eyes that remind me of Wanda's, "okay Mama." She whispered and we both got off okay now let's go. We walked onto the barge, and we were boarding it to who knows where.

Once Ali and I on it we sat down in the little bar area that they have. "I wish I could say sorry to them. I knew what would happen, yet I still went against my brothers. Because of me they aren't with us. We are all divided and we need to fix it in two years before the big bad gets here and destroys us." I cupped Ali's face and wiped away her tears, "it's okay Ali. It will all be okay."

The green eyes looked up at me, "I don't want my mothers to die again." I moved her so she is now sitting on my lap sideways, and I hug her. "We will be okay Ali. We are dysfunctional but that's why it works."

"Thank you, Mama," Ali cuddled into my neck, and I smiled. "Plus, have you met your Mum she is hardcore nothing can break her or your brothers. They are probably safe somewhere in Mexico," I whispered, and Ali wiped away her tears. "You are right I'm worried for nothing," I smiled and kissed my daughter's head.

"Now we need to go to Norway I'll have a safe house there," I said and Ali nod, "okay Mama."