GETAWAY 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
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"You know her?" Rosalie had her arms crossed over her chest, still feeling off, "Oh, uh yeah." Yelena shrugged, looking almost guilty, Rosalie didn't push her to elaborate on that though. "Can you help me find her?" the blonde nodded, "Let's go, and then we need to get this to the other widows."
Rosalie followed Yelena to some sort of isolated room, Rosalie almost started crying when her eyes landed on the teenager behind the glass, "Marylin..." she whispered, the girl tilted her head at the small sound.
Yelena knew that with the teenager's ability, it was going to be a bit more difficult to expose her to the antidote. There was silence for a few moments before the chaos broke out.
Sphere after Sphere of water crashed into the thick glass that separated them from Marylin. "That glass isn't going to hold forever," Yelena noted, the Russian's voice bringing Rosalie back to reality. "You've got that right...Any ideas?"
Yelena's eyes landed on the door to the control room, "...I might, but you're not gonna like it." Her plan was simple at first glance, open the door, let her in, one of them distracts her while the other releases the counteragent.
Yelena had it right when she said that, Rosalie wasn't going to like it, when the door opened, she wasn't prepared for the blank look in her daughter's eyes. Rosalie ducked just before another sphere of water was shot in her direction. "I know you don't know who I am...but I just want to help you."
The next blast of water hit her directly in the chest, app of her breath leaving her lungs, she moved back to a fully upward position, as best as she could with the pain. Rosalie put her hands up in a motion of surrender, "Please...let me help you."
Rosalie was knocked to the ground two more times before the red dust fell from the sky above them. The brunette was coughing non-stop from the floor and Yelena stepped forward towards Marylin.
Marylin's warm brown eyes met the blonde woman, "Yelena? You came back for me?" her voice was breathy and tears began falling, "Of course I did," the blonde stated, and Marylin crashed into her hugging the blonde tightly, Rosalie watched the scene from the ground, with tears in her own eyes.
"What's? What exactly is going on?" her voice was uneasy, still recovering, "We're taking down the Red Room and we're kind of in a rush..."
"Who's that?" Marylin nodded down to the brunette who still hadn't stood up from her spot on the floor, "Rosalie Barton." The teenager's head snapped in Yelena's direction, and then glanced at Rosie, a dark look on her face.
"Let's go," the teenager stated without adding anything to the subject clearly angry with Rosalie, but there was no time for conversation, not now anyway.
