𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐖, 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑|
❝Why can't you see
that I'm not going
to ever leave you?
I care for you too
much. So, here's a
promise. I'm not
going to leave you.
Not now, not ever.❞
𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐟𝐟
𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞
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CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO: ULTRON
SHE STOOD THERE BESIDE OF Clint, a small smile on her face as she talked with the man. Luckily for Olivia, Clint was doing just fine with Dr. Cho rebuilding all of his tissue with some kind of fancy machine that Olivia had never heard of or planned to look at it again. Now, she stood in her and Natasha's shared room, her lips pursed as she tried to decide what she was going to wear for Tony's party―︎hell, she had yet to decide if she even wanted to go to the party. She wasn't a fan of big crowded spaces. This was Tony Stark's party, everyone in the world was going to be there, and she wasn't ready for that.
Natasha was already at the party, the twins were sleeping peacefully in their room with Olivia promising to wake them up for the after party, though she was tempted to break that promise, knowing that the group of them were going to be drinking. She shoved through the few dresses she had, finally deciding to pull on a blue cocktail dress that hugged her body perfectly, going off the shoulders slightly with the neckline decorated in lace. She curled her hair, putting on blue heels that matched before sighing and nodding. Here goes nothing.
She poked her head through the door of the twins bedroom, checking to make sure they were still sleeping before softly closing the door and making her way out of the room and towards the party. When she arrived, it was thriving. People were everywhere, music was playing, she didn't know how her daughters could sleep through it. Her eyes scanned the party, a small smile pulling on her lips when she spotted Sam talking with Steve. She made her way over to the two, hoping not to disrupt their conversation.
"Well, if it isn't the wolf-girl." Sam commented, a smile on his face as he took a sip of his drink.
"Sam," Olivia greeted, walking over to them. The two exchanged a hug with one another before Olivia pulled back. "How've you been?"
"Good, good. Heard you got yourself a handful."
Her smile widened when he mentioned the twins. "I do indeed. The twins. But truly, they're angels. Ivory may be a little more on the devil side but she doesn't mean it in a harmful way. It's just who she is." Olivia sighed. "After everything they went through, it's a miracle they recovered so well."
"How's the search been going on your end?" Sam asked. Olivia knew he was talking about Bucky and how her sister had left to look for him. She looked at him for a few moments, sighing as she shook her head.
"I haven't heard anything from her, minus the occasional check in to let me know that she's alright." Her attention turned towards Steve, watching as he nodded towards the two with a small smile before walking away and towards the bar where Natasha was. Olivia watched him go before looking back over at Sam. "It's impacting him more than he lets on."
