Run; K. Bishop¹ ✓

Twenty.

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CHAPTER TWENTY----▹ 

"Hi." Kate's eyes were wide, "I made macaroni if you want some." Yelena offered, holding the pot up. "I'm sorry, what?" Kate asked, Yelena, sighs, "Well I was starving! and you took forever, so I wanted to make food. " Yelena said with a shrug, before walking forwards towards Kate.

"What do you want?" Kate asked, hoping the Russian Assasin wouldn't be here long. Yelena still had the hot sauce in her hand walking towards the table, "Relax, Kate Bishop. I just want to talk ok?" she asked setting the pot down on the table. Kate just stared at the woman, "Are you really not hungry!" Yelena exclaimed, "That fight was so long. It's really tasty," she said motioning to the Macaroni, "Really tasty."

Kate leaned over, looking into the pot, "Yeah, I know what boxed Mac and Cheese taste like. Ok, I know it's delicious." Kate said, "Forks...Forks." Yelena muttered looking in the kitchen, "No. You have one fork?" Yelena asked turning to Kate. "I'm one person." she said defending herself, "That's so weird," Yelena replied.

"Kate, this is not cutlery. This is not cutlery." She spoke holding up the singular fork, and a set of plastic silverware. "I am not just gonna sit and have dinner with you after you tried to kill me, and then broke into my house," Kate said, and Yelena gasped in major offense. "I did not try to kill you. A, I put you on a wire to remove an obstacle. And B, I didn't break anything." Yelena said using big arm motions to express her statement.

Kate stared at the woman, "I am way more talented than that. And C, Stop being so defensive. Ok? You're so hostile." She stated, "I'm not going to hurt you, I promise. I don't have any weapons on me." she paused, "Ok, I take that back, I don't have any weapons currently in my hands." she paused again her eyes landing on her widow bites, "That's a lie also. Come on, take a fork, eat." the blonde pulled out a chair sitting, "Eat, please, My daddy says it's good for you."

"You're probably thinking, 'What? This is crazy! I'm going to have dinner with the enemy? And she made some really good-smelling macaroni. But in all honesty, if I wanted to kill you..."

"You would've already." Kate nodded, "Right as you opened the door." She said pointing to it, "Yeah, I probably wouldn't even have time to shut it." Kate spoke, "No," Yelena shook her head, "I'd have been dead. Okay." Kate continued, "Yeah." and Yelena motioned for her to sit.

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The Next time Iskra woke up, was due to a coughing fit, much to her relief though, there was no metallic taste filling her mouth, just a lot of pain. And much to Clint's relief, some of the colors had returned to her face, "Hey, you're ok." He said, giving her a sip of water, "My whole body hurts." Iskra groaned, Iskra rolled her eyes at the look Clint was giving her, "Yes, I know. I know, that's what happens when you get stabbed." Iskra said, "I didn't say anything." he defended, "No, but you were thinking it. I don't even have to be able to read your mind to know that." Iskra replied.