Widows || BLACK WIDOW

002 ― The Plan

2016 ― Budapest

Once it was safe to leave the train station, the girls made their way to a convenience store. "The Red Room is still active. Where is it?" Natasha asked Yelena as they walked inside the store. Yelena now had her blazer off, and she tied it around her waist, and she had re-tied the cloth onto her bleeding arm.

"I have no idea. He moves locations constantly. And every widow is sedated on entry and exit for maximum security." Yelena said as she grabbed some things off of the shelf.

"I'm just finding it hard to believe that he could stay off our radar," Natasha said, and Nikita felt the same way. How has Dreykov been operating all of these years, and neither of them or Katherine even heard about it? Katherine told the girls that she had been investigating Dreykov for decades while she was still director of S.H.I.E.L.D. he had been on their radar for a while.

"Well, it's not smart to attack two Avengers if you want to stay hidden. I mean, the clue is in the name. Dreykov kills either of you. One of the big ones comes to avenge you both." Yelena said.

"Wait, what are the big ones?" Nikita asked.

"Well, I doubt the god from space has to take an ibuprofen after a fight," Yelena said.

"Hmm, that one is Nic's boyfriend," Natasha said, and Yelena's eyes widened.

"You're dating a god?" Yelena asked, and Nikita shrugged her shoulders.

"Sure... if you can call him constantly leaving earth, promising to come back, and then doesn't a relationship." Nikita said. Yelena could sense the irritation in her voice, so she decided not to push on that. Instead, she wanted to know something else.

"Where did you two think I was all this time?" She asked.

"I thought that you got out and were living a normal life," Natasha said.

"I'm going, to be honest... I thought that when we 'killed' Dreykov, whoever else he had in charge killed the remaining widows... including you." Nikita said. Yelena looked at her and nodded her head. She couldn't fault Nikita for thinking that. If they would've been successful in killing Dreykov, having all the widows killed and The Red Room destroyed would've been the smartest thing to do so that there's no trail of evidence that it ever existed.

"Well... now I understand why Nikita never made contact again, but Natasha, if you thought I was alive and I got out, why didn't you?" Yelena asked.

"Honestly, I thought you wouldn't want to see us," Natasha said, making Yelena laugh.

"Bullshit. You just didn't want your baby sister to tag along while you and Nic saved the world with the cool kids." Yelena said as she walked back to the front while Natasha dried her hands after washing them.

"You weren't really our sister," Natasha said, and Nikita looked over at her.

"Nat!" Nikita said because that was harsh. She knew Yelena wasn't biologically related to them, but even after separating from her when they were younger, Nikita always thought of Yelena as her sister. Nikita turned to Yelena with an apologetic look in her eyes while Yelena had a stoic look in hers.

"And the Avengers aren't really your family," Yelena said. Nikita sighed as Yelena went to the counter. She knew she was hurt by what Natasha had said. "Natasha, why do you always do that thing?" She asked.

"Do what?" Natasha asked.

"The thing you do when you're fighting. You know, the..." Yelena threw her head back before taking a few steps back and squatting to the ground. "Like, the... This thing that you do when you whip your hair when you're fighting." Yelena said. She got down into the side-lunge position and put one hand on the ground and one up to her side, and she whipped her head back, which made Nikita start laughing. "With the arm and the hair, and you do like a fighting pose. Yeah, it's... it's a fighting pose. You're a total poser."