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2014
Washington D.C.

"You're dating Black Widow?"

"Hi Reagan, I'm doing great. How are you?" Kennedy says into the phone.

"Natasha is an Avenger?" Reagan asks.

"Why yes Reagan, I did help stop the evil government men that were going to kill you," Kennedy says.

"Shut up!" Reagan tells her, "Can I or can I not tell my friends that my sister-in-law is an Avenger?"

Kennedy's eyebrows furrow, "Did Natasha tell you we were engaged?"

"You're engaged?" Reagan asks, "Does mom know? Are you an Avenger? What is going on anymore?"

"You know what's going on? You're sexually active! Do you know what you can get from sex? AIDS! HIV! Syphilis! A baby! What the hell is going through your head?"

"This is why I didn't tell you," Reagan says, "I knew you'd get all worked up."

"Because you are my baby," Kennedy tells her, "I practically raised you, and to know that you're growing up, it's scary. It also means that I am getting old, and my best years are behind me."

"Wow way to make this about you," Reagan says with a laugh.

"Sorry," Kennedy says, "You are an adult and can make adult decisions and I will support you no matter what."

"Thank you," Reagan says, "I know how hard that is for you."

"Extremely," Kennedy tells her sister, and Reagan chuckles.

"Now is Natasha an Avenger or not? I saw the leaked info on Twitter."

"Of course, you did," Kennedy mutters, "Why don't you ask Natasha?"

"Because she's in the middle of her interrogation with the Department of Defense?"

Kennedy nods her head, "Yeah that's a good reason not to call her."

"So, you two are engaged? Do you intend to skip out on this wedding as well?"

Kennedy fakes a laugh, "Reagan you're so fucking funny."

"I'm kidding! I know you and Natasha are soulmates and you'd rip your own heart out before you left her at the altar."

"That's a bit dramatic," Kennedy mutters, "Any way we're unofficially engaged. It'll be official when we buy rings and accidentally propose at the same time at Christmas."

"That's weirdly specific," Reagan says, "But I am happy for you. You deserve all the love in the world Keeks."

Kennedy chuckles at the nickname, "Thank you. And Natasha is an Avenger. I am simply Avenger adjacent."

"You're still cool," Reagan tells her, "Not Black Widow cool, but you're officially cooler than Marin."

"I've always been cooler than Marin," Kennedy states, feeling slightly insulted.

"Keep telling yourself that," Reagan tells her, "Anyway thanks for saving my life or whatever. Tell Natasha I think she is extremely cool and can't wait to be related to her."

"I will tell her nothing," Kennedy says, "Bye gremlin."

Kennedy hangs up the phone before settling on the bed and turning up the volume on the TV where the broad stream of Natasha's hearing with the Department of Defense was currently playing.

She picks up Liho, holding the kitten up, "Is that mommy on screen? Yes, it is! Doesn't she look gorgeous?"

"Why haven't we heard from Captain Rogers?" one of the committee members asks Natasha.

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