UNDERCOVER ⧗ BLACKHILL

Decision - 25

(few months later)
(Natasha's POV)
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"Is this what you want?" Wanda asks me, with Marci by my side. We're in her office, discussing where we're going to go from here.

"Yes," I reply, not really believing I'm saying this out loud.
"Well, Natasha and this goes for you too Marci obviously," she nods her head over to her. "You're always welcome back here, whenever. Got it?"

"We do," Marci replies for us.

"I couldn't ask for a better second in command," Wanda sighs, clearly trying to keep the tears in. "And Marci, I couldn't ask for a better addition, and especially what you brought us. You're why we are where we are today. Thank you."

"Of course," she politely says, telling the truth but also trying to comfort Wanda at the same time.
We both are.

"Wait," Wanda stops us as we're about to walk out of her office. "I want your honest opinions , if you were me, who'd you have as second in command?"

I think for a moment, never thinking about this, one part I guess I forgot with everything else.
"I think I'd have Loki. He works hard and puts in the effort."
Marci nods her head in agreement, knowing all of us as if she was here from the beginning of the organization.
"Thanks," Wanda says one last time before we walk out of her office.

We head back to my room, looking at the bare walls and everything needed packed away. Some of it went to storage, because we'll definitely come back to visit. Marci's room looks the same, but it did for a while, it's rare that we sleep in separate beds.

"We did it," I stare up at the ceiling from my bed.
"Yes we did," she looks over, kissing me sweetly.
"What are we going to do?"
"Whatever we want."
"Whatever we want," I confirm, that being the plan from the very beginning.

"One last party tonight, though," she adds.
"Of course. Well, you can do what you want, but I'm tired, so I'm taking a nap."
"I'll do the same, I'll need the energy from it."
We cuddle up on the bed, surprisingly quickly falling asleep in each other's arms.

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Stirring awake, I look over to see Marci already awake, stroking some hair out of my face.
"How long have you been up?" I say in a tired voice.
"Only like 5 minutes, don't worry, I'm not a creep," she laughs, also earning a little chuckle from me.

"Let's get ready," she says, hopping off the bed with energy from somewhere. I don't know that somewhere.
"Wake me back up," I stuff my head back into the pillow, closing my eyes once again.

What feels like seconds later, Marci is gently waking me up, all dressed up nicely for our little party tonight. It's more formal so while it's going to be sad in nature, it's still nice.

Dragging me out of bed, she helps me stand when I don't want to. I rather be in bed under the covers.
Eventually getting over to my clothes, I pick out a nice black dress that fits me nicely.

"That dress looks amazing on you," Marci compliments me.
"Why thank you, same for you," I not so subtly look her up and down.
"Eyes up here," she reminds, my eyes snapping back up.
"Whatever," I fake annoyance, grabbing my shoes with hers and heading out of the room.

"Hey," Loki says as he passes by, also dressed up nicely. It surprises you how people look dressed up once in a while.
"There you are, ready to go?" Pietro asks, standing by Thanos.
"We are, but princess went to go get something," we motion backwards, referring to Loki.
"Of course, Wanda should be here also," and as if on cue, she walks down, also ready to go.

Instead of our normal bar, we decided on a nice restaurant for tonight, to make it even more special and memorable.

"Ok let's go," Loki comes stumbling out, struggling to get a shoe on, which honestly, I do that all the time.