Nats POV
It's been a few weeks since Spencer had mentioned visiting Clint and his family.
I talked to Laura and figured out the best time for us to come by. She was very enthused to hear I would be bringing Spencer.
That brings us to now, where we are currently about to teleport to his house.
"All packed, love?" Spencer asks me as she wraps her arms around my waist.
I sink back into her, turning my head so she can kiss me.
"I'm all set. We're only staying for a night."
"Okay. I'm just saying, it never hurts to over prepare." Then her arms are no longer holding me.
I turn to find her walking over to a very large suitcase.
"That's your bag? For one night?" I ask incredulously.
"Uh, yeah. I wasn't kidding. I'm ready for just about anything," she crosses her arms, impressed with herself.
"Mhm. What ever you say, bub." I walk over to her, wanting to be in her arms once again.
She reads my mind, taking me into her grasp as soon as I'm close enough.
After looking at her watch she asks, "what time are they expecting us?"
"Um.. a little before dinner, I think. Maybe 5ish?"
"So we should probably go?"
"We could.." I smirk, bringing my hand behind her neck, pulling her into me. "Maybe we arrive a little late," I say pulling back to meet her eyes.
She has that look..
"You sure about that, princess?"
"Please, daddy.." um.. "I'm sorry.. I don't know.."
"Bed. Now."
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Spencers POV
Landing in Clints yard a little more than late.. Nat can barely stand.
I chuckle.
"Going to be okay, love?" I wrap my free arm around her waist and grab the luggage with the other.
"Yup," She says more confidently than she seems.
"Mhm. We'll see."
We reach their deck, Nat knocking on the door once we get there.
Clint opens the door. "Spencer! Natasha! Glad you could finally make it. We were beginning to worry that you wouldn't show up." He eye balls Nat as she goes for a hug then into the house.
As I hug Clint, which almost seemed normal, he asks, "really? That's why you're late?"
"I have no idea what you mean."
"Sure you don't."
Then we walk into the house, the smell of food drawing me to the kitchen.
"It smells amazing in here!" I take in the aroma, closing my eyes to take it all in.
"Thank you. I'm guessing you're Spencer? Based off of what I've heard about you, I will take that as a huge compliment."
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Fanfiction*** I want to thank everyone that has taken the time to read my book, I can not believe it has over 50k views! I appreciate you all so much 💙 Spencer is just a normal girl. Sure, she has powers. But she also has a past that haunts her, family issu...
