Black Widow: Dark House

40. "Summer Vibe"- Walk Off the Earth

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Italics- any language besides English

**- thoughts/ memories

Reluctantly, Natasha left Ana's room to go to her own. She changed clothes, threw on some deodorant and headed out to the medbay.

The turned into the kitchen and was surprised to see Yelena sitting at the bar with Bucky and Steve, laughing to themselves.

"You're up?" Natasha asked.

Yelena took a bite of some cereal, "Yeah" she said, some milk dripping down her chin, "Dr. Green told me I was good to go. Woke up late last night actually. He checked me out" she explained.

"Gotcha" Natasha said, pulling out a cup from the cupboard.

"I actually went to your room, and uh, you weren't there" Yelena said, taking another bite.

Natasha poured coffee into her cup, turning back as she leaned against the counter.

"I was in the gym most of the night, couldn't sleep" she lied coolly. 

Steve shot her a glance, a raised eyebrow that Natasha noticed but pretended not to.

Yelena nodded.

Natasha rounded the counter, coming behind her, placing a kiss on the back of her head, "I'm glad you are okay" Natasha said.

Yelena waved her off, feigning disgust but smiling to herself.

"Did you both debrief with Fury?" Natasha asked.

Bucky nodded, "Yeah, he pulled us in earlier this morning."

"He and Tony will probably want to talk to you too" Steve mentioned.

Natasha nodded, finishing off her coffee, "Alright, I'll head that way."

Ana showered, smiling as the rag moved over the hickies that dotted her skin.

"Little Dragon" she muttered to herself.

She dressed in the bathroom and combed her hair with her fingers before walking back into her room.

"Jesus fuck!"

Wanda stood at her bookshelf, looking at the books Ana had slowly accumulated over her time here.

Ana put her hand to her chest, "You scared the shit out of me" she explained, quickly recovering.

Wanda nodded and shrugged as she perused a book, "Well I am naturally terrifying so that makes sense."

Ana walked to the small kitchen. She grabbed a coke and some leftovers from the fridge.

Wanda noticed as she continued to study the book, "That's not a very nutritious breakfast."

"What are you my mom? Because if you want to do the position justice you wouldn't even be here" Ana shot back.

Wanda gave her a dead pan stare "why do you always try to push me away?"

Ana shrugged, "have you considered maybe I just don't like you?"

"Nope" Wanda said cheerily as she looked through the books, "and you should eat something better for breakfast."

"I'm here for a good time, not a long time Wanda. Whatcha got there?" Ana asked, taking the focus off herself as she took a swing from a near by whisky bottle.

"I think it's poetry. You read poetry?" Wanda asked with a raised eyebrow, clearly implying something.

"First of all, ouch. Second of all, I read anything. Netflix got boring so I asked Tony for books. He brought me a huge stack, which it what you see before you" Ana said, gesturing to the bookshelf.