The Younger Agent - Natasha Romanoff x OC

Chapter 4 - Thirty Coffees

Natalia sat in her cell, bored. It was a nice cell, better than the ones she usually got thrown in, but this time her mind was not racing with escape plans, and so, she was bored. 

She had spent a couple of hours watching the 'seconds' hand on the wall clock moving, her undivided attention on that clock hand. Her legs hung over the side of the bed, feet planted on the floor, one of her legs bouncing up and down with nervous energy, she was not used to feeling out of control in these situations, and it was making her very antsy. 

As soon as it reached 9 pm she had decided that enough was enough and she would just sleep the boredom away.

But of course, she would not be able to sleep right away, now that she was not focusing on that damn clock, her mind was throwing all sorts of thoughts in her head. Overthinking everything that had happened today. Barton had praised her though, so that had to be a good sign right? She just wanted the case to be over, so she could determine if she was going to be able to do a bit of good, or if she was going to be killed. 

Raising one arm up towards the headboard, she eventually drifted into a slumber, after a few hours of her brain tormenting her.

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Groaning, Eleanor shoved a pillow into her face, trying to block out the noise her alarm clock was making. 5:30 am was far too early to be awake, but, now that she was working on a case that needed to be completed with extreme speed, she needed to begin work earlier. 

Slowly crawling out of bed and to the bathroom, she had a quick shower, before cleaning her teeth, getting into her uniform and throwing her hair up into a high ponytail. She then started trudging over to the cafeteria to grab a slice of toast and a coffee. 

She sat trying to comprehend being awake, before heading to one of the meeting rooms. Pulling out her phone, it read 6:23 am, she could have cried there and then. But, she did not want the Russian to be held in cells for too long, so she shook her head, trying to shake the tiredness away before waltzing into the meeting room, giving those already there a small salute. Clint just rolled his eyes at her antics, he could not deal with her this early in the morning. 

In the room already was Hill, Fury, Barton, Coulson, and of course Eleanor. They were waiting on two others before they could start, and so Eleanor took a seat next to Maria. 

After about a minute, Agents Rollins and Jordan walked in, Rollins taking a seat beside Eleanor and Jordan sitting beside Coulson. She hadn't met them yet but trusted they would be of help, not that she really had any choice. 

"So...", Fury began. "We are here to clean up Barton's, and now Hughes' mess".
"Hey!", the two said at once, feeling slightly attacked. This only confirmed her thoughts that she would be dragged down with the sinking ship if this were to go wrong. 
Maria elbowed Eleanor in the ribs, her not so subtle way of telling her to shut up. Rollins, Jordan, and Coulson just looked a bit confused as they hadn't been properly debriefed on the situation yet. 

Whilst Fury was explaining the situation to the 3 agents, Eleanor was thinking about how to ask Fury if she could have clearance to go and see Natalia later. At first, she thought that she could just sneak down there without Fury knowing, but she quickly realised how terrible of an idea that was as he had eyes everywhere, and would have to grant her clearance so that she could enter that specific cell with her ID card. 

Her next idea was to make him think that it was his idea to send her down there, but she also realised that was terrible as she had no idea how she would be able to manipulate Fury, the literal Director of an intelligence agency. So, she just decided that she would be blunt and ask the question, no beating around the bush, and hope for the best. It was the only option really.