Chapter 23 ~ Sei al sicuro qui

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Tony had the suit take Inaya inside where it would be better to release her. If anything went wrong, she wouldn't be able to get away quickly. Pretty much as soon as they stepped foot into the den, the others ran in.

Lila was in front, her bow clutched in her hand, the first thing she did was go over to her dad to make sure he was alright. Wanda and Peter were next to come into the room. Pepper came in with Morgan after them.

Bruce came in last with a small vial clutched in his hand. "Here," he said, handing it to Yelena, "I don't know how to use it."

Yelena looked down at the vial in her hands, then up at Inaya, who was still struggling. She felt her older sister's hand rest on her shoulder. It was a silent comfort.

"All of you step away from her," Yelena told them, "She's going to be disoriented, and I don't know what will happen."

She stepped forward, then paused, "Tony?"

"Yeah, Little Red?"

"As soon as I free her, make the suit drop away."

Tony didn't ask why, just nodded. Everyone except Yelena and Natasha stepped backward until they were in a ring around the three Widows. Yelena walked forward, Natasha's hand sliding off her shoulder, and over to Inaya.

She stood in front of her and looked at the other widow for a second, remembering how hard it was when she was freed.

She took in a breath, poured some of the contents of the bottle in her hand, and blew it onto Inaya. Inaya froze, going limp. The suit dropped away and Yelena caught Inaya and steadied her.

Inaya's eyes were wide, her mouth opened slightly. There was a look of pure shock on her face, an expression that you don't see much on a Widow. Her expression shifted to a sadder one, her face scrunching up and tears filling her eyes.

Yelena didn't know Inaya very well, she didn't know if she remembered who Yelena was, she didn't know what Inaya would do. But something inside of her just had to comfort her.

So she pulled her into a close hug. She wasn't expecting Inaya to hug her back tightly, causing her ribs to flare up in pain again.

"Yelena.... я....мне так жаль. (I....I'm so sorry)" she sobbed.

Yelena dropped them to their knees so she could hug the other Widow closer, despite the protest of her injuries. She didn't think she was very good at comforting other people, but she hoped that she would at least know how to help the other Widow.

"Нет. Не о чем сожалеть. ты был не в себе. (No. There's nothing to be sorry for. You weren't yourself.)"

Inaya buried herself deeper into Yelena's hug, "Но это все же случилось....... Я все еще делал эти вещи...... (But it still happened. I still did those things)"

Yelena had no idea what to say. So she just sat there and ran her fingers through the older Widow's hair, wishing that things could be perfect.




Soon, Inaya became aware that there were people watching them. She pulled herself together quickly after that and turned to Yelena with a questioning glare.

"Они могут говорить по-русски? (Can they speak Russian?)" she asked sharply.

Yelena nodded, "Три из них могут. (Three of them can)"

She switched languages, "Italiana? (Italian?)"

(A/N: sorry if the Italian is messed up. Google translate and all the jazz. Any suggestions from those who can speak Italian would be helpful)

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