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(𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐑)
CHAPTER SEVEN----
"Oh wow," Alexei spoke after placing on the extra headset, at this point Rosie and Nat had moved out of their previous position, the brunette now crouched between her and Yelena's seats, clicking away at some buttons. Yelena didn't even look back sending a punch at Alexei's face, and Rosie did not blame her own bit, the brunette had barely spent five minutes with the man but already found him extremely annoying.
"Why the aggression huh? Is it your time of the month?" Alexei questioned, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "I don't get my period dipshit. I don't have a uterus." Yelena quipped, "Or ovaries," Natasha added, and Rosie spared a glance at the redhead, Natasha had always wanted kids.
"Yeah, that's what happens when The Red room gives you an involuntary hysterectomy. They kind of just go in and rip out all of your reproductive organs." She motioned with her hands, "They just get right in there and chop them all away. Everything out so you can't have babies."
Alexei had a clear look of disgust on his face, "Ok, ok. Ok, You don't have to get all clinical and nasty." he spoke sitting down. "Oh, I was about to talk about fallopian tubes," Yelena spoke, "Yeah, I would've punched him too," Rosalie muttered, seemingly forgetting she had the headset on and all three other passengers could hear her, Yelena arched her eyebrows with a smile, she liked this one.
Alexei grimaced, "What did I do? And who are you anyway?" he questioned, "Rosalie Barton." she spoke dryly, there was a brief pause, "It means so much to me that you girls came back for me." Alexei spoke and Natasha was shaking her head, clearly upset. "No. no. You're going to tell us how to get to the Red Room." she cut him off.
"Woah, look at you all business." he scoffed, "Trust me this isn't pleasure." Natasha replied dryly, "Little Natasha all indoctrinated into the Western agenda." he spoke in a condescending tone, and Rosalie rolled her eyes exasperated.
"I chose to go West to become an Avenger." Natasha quipped, "Cause they treated me like family." the redhead finished, and Rosalie frowned, "Really? Family? Well, where are they now? Where is that family now?" Alexei spoke and Natasha's eyes watered, and Yelena glanced towards her sister, knowing that probably hurt. Rosalie discreetly offered her hand up, and Natasha squeezed it slightly.
"Tell me where the Red Room is." Natasha ordered, Rosalie's eyes lingered on Natasha for a moment, "I have no idea." he said, and Yelena scoffed, Natasha angrily pulled the headset off handing it to Rosalie who accepted it and sat down in Natasha's chair, taking over.
"Come on! You and Dreykov were like-" Natasha began, "Dreykov?" Alexei spoke louder, "General Dreykov, my friend, huh?" he asked exasperated, "Gives me glory...Soviet Union's first and only super-soldier. I could have been more famous than Captain America." Natasha rolled her eyes.
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FanficGETAWAY CAR. ❝You were driving the getaway car, We were flying, but we'd never get far. Don't pretend it's such a mystery. Think about the place where you first met me.❞ -Taylor Swift; Getaway Car MCU NATASHA ROMANOFF X FEM OC BLACK WIDOW-ENDGAME