Twenty-six

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CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX---

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"Get these people out of here, ok?" Clint said, before standing up and running, a bullet was sent through every window,  as he ran by, Yelena watched from the sidelines, and began trailing Clint as he headed away from the party. 

"What the hell was that?" Kate asked into the earpiece, as she and Iskra proceeded to push past, Eleanor and Jack, "Mom. Jack. Stay here." Kate instructed, and Iskra stared sharply at Eleanor using a hand motion to tell the woman she was watching her, that was until Kate dragged her away. "Kate, do not go out there it's too dangerous." Eleanor instructed, "You're the reason, it's dangerous out there, mom." Kate replied.

"Oh, God." Iskra mumbled seeing people rush around, "Clint, who's shooting?" Kate asked, "I have no idea." he replied, "This is already getting out of control and we've been here ten minutes." Iskra said, "Either of you got a plan?" she continued. "I'm gonna head downstairs and draw the fire away," Clint said.

The lights began to dim out, and Kate stopped briefly, "Oh shit." she said, "What?" Iskra asked slowing down beside her, "Yelena's here." Iskra's eyes widened, "This is not going to be good," she muttered, Kate took off, "No, Kate, Where are you- And she's gone." Iskra said running after the brunette.

"So, I know you're chummy with my mom, but I gotta say, I didn't think you'd make the cut, for the Christmas Party," Kate spoke walking to stand beside the blonde Russian assassin. "Kate Bishop." Yelena greeted, "I'm not here to ruin anything." she began, "I'm just going to kill Barton, have some appetizers, then I'll go." she said, "Without even saying hello to your favorite niece?" Iskra said running up to them, "Iskra, what on earth are you doing here? And what's with the hair?" Yelena asked her tone dripping with sarcasm, "Auntie 'Lena why the hell are you trying to kill Clint?" Iskra asked matching Yelena's tone. 

When Yelena didn't respond Kate began talking again, "Well, I hope you enjoy the bruschetta, 'cause it looks like you already lost him." Kate said, and both Yelena and Iskra turned to Kate with matching expressions, "He's in the elevator." Yelena pointed out. "Well yeah...what...out of 65 floors you think you're just gonna magically guess which one he's on?" Kate asked, and Iskra shot her a look, the elevator dinged, signaling the floor, "Twelfth floor." Yelena pointed out. "Damn it." Kate muttered, "Ya know you really should let me do the talking." Iskra said to Kate in a whisper yell. "Enjoy the party," Yelena said stepping into the elevator, Kate stepped forward trying to shove her out of the way.

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