Pain Is Power

55: Apartments

AMELIA'S POV

I flop down on the sofa letting my muscles stop working. I was exhausted it had been a long couple of months. With my promotion and the avengers and Stark industries and Nat and Morgan and Peter and Dad and Peppa and Wanda, Kate, Yelena, I was completely wiped out.

Natasha was out with Clint in the city so I had a few minutes to just be still and think. Then the mad rush of people entered the house coming from various different places out of the house. "I missed you." Nat sat on my lap and I inhaled sharply. "I'm not that heavy." She say's moving off me. "I got hurt... I'm good I got checked over." I say quickly so she didn't start panicking. "What do you mean you got hurt?" "Got stabbed with a fork in my thigh and then a steak knife. But I'm okay." "Someone stabbed you with a fork?" "Yeah. It was a moment." I chuckled she didn't see the funny side of it yet. 

"Can we talk?" "Yeah?" She stood up. I copied her and we went up to our room. "What's up?" She seemed concerned. "Everything is fine. I'm good, you're good, we're good." I assure her. "Then what is it? Are you pregnant? Dying?" "I'm good remember and for me to be pregnant that would mean we're not good but we are." "right." I nodded. "I was thinking about leaving the team." "What" Panic was instilled in her eyes. "Baby, the team not you." I took her hand. "But you wouldn't live here... The compound is for the team." I nodded. "This is why I wanted to talk about this." I try and make eyecontact with her. "This is a big deal for us. I'd be in the city closer to work you'd be here." "Away from you. We don't have time to see each other now and we live together." "Forget about it... It's fine." 

"What?" "I'll stay at both I've been doing it for months I can keep doing it." "I don't want you to keep doing it if you don't want to." "I want to. Forget I said anything." "Mila." "Seriously Nat. Forget about it." I smiled. "I'm going to take a nap but are we good to head to 36th for dinner tonight? Go on a walk-"A walk? Your thigh." "It was a fork... I'm fine it just stings a little." "Well, rest and I'll evaluate the situation later." "And for that comment, you can pay." "Oh come on money bags, dinner is totally on you." She teases. I pecked her lips before laying down. "You're laying on our clean bed in your dirty mission clothes." "Deal with it." "You're being very sassy tonight young lady." "Then you'll just have to teach me a lesson later won't you," I smirked she bit her lip. "Gotta rest," I say closing my eyes, I feel her lips on my neck and jaw but I ignore her and she chuckles at me. "You're in trouble." I didn't reply and let her leave. 

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NATASHA'S POV

I've not seen Clint beat Mila in a fight in years and today she was taken off her feet and laid flat on her back in a swift motion from Clint and instead of getting up and fighting back she laid there breathing deeply, she worried me. "Mila?" "I'm good." She was tired, she's been tired since the third week of her new promotion it's really catching up with her now. 

I felt bad for asking her to stay on at both, her training is back to back her missions are back to back her workload has tripled and that's without adding on Stark industries to her plate too. "I'm just going to take a nap right here." She says rolling onto her side moments later her phone rang. "Can you get that?" I was already picking it up and handing it to Clint who gave it to her. 

"Hello? Yeah... Okay, I'll be there in 30... Have Agent May, Shane and Blake ready to go." She was already standing. "The files are in my office... No. Okay." "I gotta go, babe." She says kissing my cheek as she jogged out. "I'll make it up to you." I knew she would, she'd take me on a date or do something really sweet for me. "Is it not her day off today?" Clint asked confused. "She doesn't get days off. So far every day off she's had she's been called in. Last week on a mission she got a call and took it whilst Holding a guy down who was trying to shoot her. Dealt with it, Kissed me and got in a car and left... She had business to deal with at HQ." "Is she doing okay?" "Mentally she's fine, physically she's drained. Which never happens like our bodies are very equimpt for these types of things. She loves work she loves training and helping people so it's good for her but she's tired."