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Chapter 2!

So we Skip forward a few years, I'm now an avenger, working alongside Tony as the Black Widow. This job has definitely been an adjustment, since I was just his assistant, and I was barely that, it was all just a cover up. But time had flown by.
As I become familiar with everyone there is this woman, she has a twin brother who's also an Avenger. But damn she is HOT. I heard from Tony her name is Wanda. I asked about her and there wasn't much he could tell me other than She had been married to Vision, and they had twins. But her and Vision had split after her powers caused her to lose her boys and she went into a downward spiral. She started heavily drinking, and almost lost her spot as an Avenger.
And for some reason that really got me going.
I wanted to know ALL about her.
So later that day I went to her dressing room to talk to her. I knocked on the door and all I hear is " HOLD THE HELL ON" and "WHO IS IT"
I yell back " ITS NATASHA THE NEW CHICK".
I hear "OH SHIT HOLD ON ILL COME GET THE DOOR!"
She welcomes me inside and tells me to have a seat on the couch.
And for some reason she was half drunk, and when I asked her why she was; all she could say was Tony did it.
I looked at her very confused but I just went with it. She told me all about her and Vision, how they were so happy, the boys, and the town they lived in before coming to New York. It was like Westview or something. It was a time town, she went from the 60s to the 2000s in the blink of an eye. She said the people there were secretly superheroes.
The whole time she was talking I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She was just so cute. She had on a super low cut top that just teased you and I couldn't help but look.
She was standing my her mirror and She eventually looked at me and noticed I was staring.
She giggled,
Did a little dance and asked " Nat, do you like what you see?"
I looked up at her with the biggest smile and nodded my head. At that point I knew it was over. Time stood still for a second waiting for someone to make a move,
Next thing I know she is walking toward the couch from her vanity. She walks up and stands right in from of me, my face aligned with her waist. She picks up my chin and looks me in the eyes. And deep in my soul.
I let out a small giggle, and she followed.
She just stared at me for a few more minutes, like she had spaced out but then,
She leaned down and whispered in my ear, " your place or mine?"