Julia and I were walking down the street, just talking and seeing the beautiful view of New York at this time of the year, it was really beautiful, I was carrying Pchela, now that I know that Nat had him with her when I blipped, is weird that I don't have him with me
– hey, do you want to see the musical? – Julia would ask
– I already told you, I'm not going to see a musical that's name after Rogers – I would answer still I have no idea how, we ended up in front of the theater. And in front of us, the only person I thought I wouldn't see here. Clint Barton, Uncle Clint. He's just coming out of the theater, I stand still, not letting Julia make a sound, or say anything. And then Lilia comes along
- Hey, are you okay? – she asks
- Oh, hey, yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. I, uh, just wanted to come out for some, uh... Some fresh air, is all –
- You know it's fine if you don't want to watch the show. I mean... I know everyone misses her, but... she was your best friend. It's... -
- Come here, baby – Clint said, hugging Lilia, that's when he saw us
- Bells? – he asked, I just took Julia's hand and ran as fast as I could dragging Julia with me, I could hear his thoughts. "Is it her? She looks like Nat, with her jacket, and Pchela with her, I wish I could talk to her" I know he told Lilia that it probably wasn't me, and that they should just go.
Julia and I came back to our hotel room running
- What was that about? – she asked
- I'm sorry, is just that... -
- He was there –
- Yeah –
- You can see him whenever you want, it doesn't have to be weird –
- Is not that I don't want to see him –
- Then what is it? –
- Is the fact that every time I see him I feel like she's about to pop out of nowhere! – I know I yelled at Julia, but I couldn't hold it, and Julia stayed quiet –
- Every time, I'm with him, she was there, and we were together, we were a trio. During missions, if it was just the three of us, it was amazing, and you know why? It was because we were a little family, we would be undercover as a family, and after a while, we were a family, it's hard when we are together and she isn't – I told her, tears just rolled out of my eyes that I didn't even knew it.
I would never cry in arguments, or when I was yelling, but with Julia is always impossible to hide what I feel. Julia came and hugged me while she rubbed my back, I hold her close to me, as I also hold tightly of Pchela.
- Come on, why don't we watch some Tv, okay? – Julia asked me softly while I wiped my tears, Julia's hands came to grab my checks and with her thumb she wiped tears away too.
She grabbed my hand and guided me to bed, she grabbed the control and turned on the tv while I let my hand slip around her waist and let my head rest on her chest, she kissed my forehead while she changed channels until we stopped in the news
- Wait! – I yelled at her to stop in the news
- What's wrong? It's just a guy in a suit rescuing a dog – she said
- Oh, no. I have to go, I'm sorry – I told her crawling out of bed
- What? Why?? – she asked
- It's hard to explain, but I swear I'll be here when you wake up, and explain everything – I told her
- You better – she said, I went to her side of the bed and gave her a kiss on her forehead. I went to the bathroom and made sure my 2 Dutch braids were strong enough for a fight. They weren't but it didn't matter now. I asked Chrissy for my suit and then put Pchela on my back like always and got out of the hotel.
They were a lot of men trying to get to the man in the Ronin suit and as I expected, Clint was also there. I fought my way to Clint and the man as Uncle Clint pushed him against the wall. To our surprise, it was a teenager, and a girl, I did not saw that coming.
------ I'm sorry it's a short chapter, but I've been really busy with school projects, most were are finished and deliver, but I still have some to be done by tomorrow, so I think there won't be an update until Saturday, and I promise that this time I will update, hope you all have a good day!!! ------
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