Chapter One Hundred Forty Seven

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                        ** Greek is in italics**

Spencers POV

         "I forgot how much time zones mess with you," Nat says as I land us back in our room.

        "Yeah. It's at least a good thing Spencer can teleport," Yelena's points out.

       We arrived a little early to the compound so we had some time to prepare for the party. We didn't exactly have many options back in Russia anymore.

       Yelena heads to her room as Nat and I start getting ready ourselves.

      As I finish my suit off with the jacket, I look over at Nat sliding on her heels. I step up behind her as she straightens out, moving her hair so I can nibble on her ear.

      "Bub.."

      "Mm," I continue my work.

      I let my hands wander around to the front of her waist, squeezing gently.

      She lets her head fall back, giving me more access and I can't help but grin at my success.

      Just as I'm letting my hands wander to other places, the door burst open.

      "Holy fuck. You two can't keep your hands off of each other for 5 minutes," Yelena says, clearly insulted by the sight.

      I turn to her, "can you blame me? Your sister is.."

      With her hand up, "please don't finish that sentence."

      I smirk, "you know, you are the one that always interrupts."

      She makes like she's about to throw up. "Okay. I'm going to the party without you."

      Nat throws her head back laughing. "Please, Lena. It's not that bad. We'll go with you."

     Yelena just rolls her eyes in answer, staying outside our room to wait.

     I grab my fiancé's hand as we walk with Yelena.

     Yes, I am going to call her that as much as I can.

    Not sorry.

    "You aren't going to teleport us?" Yelena asks as we grow near the elevator.

    I chuckle at her, "you've really gotten use to using my powers, haven't you?"

    She shrugs her shoulders, "if you've got them.."

    "Fine." That's all it takes for us to find ourselves in the middle of the kitchen. We still wanted to make an entrance into the party.

    This also just assures that I will probably never have to worry about not being able to use my powers.. Lena won't let that happen.

     "Sounds like Tony has already started the party without us," Yelena says as the sound of music is heard thumping.

     "Tony, start a party without the main attractions? Nah, that doesn't sound like Tony," I say very sarcastically.

     "Actually, I don't believe you mentioned who is even suppose to be here," Nat mentions.

     "Well.. mostly just the avengers," I skirt around the truth.

     "Mostly?" Of course she notices. She is the black widow.

     Which makes me think..

     "Should I be worried?" I ask allowed.

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