Fighting for Something More

Chapter 2: The Date

After getting home from a very uncomfortable flight. Natasha dropped Percy off at her shared apartment with Steve.

"Don't worry about Steve, he'll get over it. You just need to worry about looking good for tonight." Natasha reassured the younger woman.

Percy smiled at her, grabbing her hand and squeezing it softly. "Thank you, you don't realize how much you mean to me. I haven't been this happy since I came here." She kissed Natasha's cheek before closing the door to her apartment. Leaving the redhead to slightly brush the cheek that she had kissed. A slight red blush left on her cheeks.

After Natasha had left the building, Percy went straight to the shower. Needing to get the sweat and blood off of her body. She stepped in and willed the water to soak her skin. Her arms trailing over the many scars that she had gotten over the years of fighting for the God's.

After the war in 2010, she and the rest of the Demigod's had lived peaceful lives. Unfortunately, she and Annabeth ended their relationship. The nightmares just became too much and Annabeth left for California to spend time with her family. Percy, while heartbroken, found her strength in training the next generation of Demigods to fight Olympus.

Over the years in this new world, the nightmares have more or less died off. She only ever gets them when something triggers them. Natasha had also been a major help in Percy getting over her trauma. The two girls, while coming from different backgrounds, found that they still had a lot in common. Natasha would help Percy improve her firearm operation and close combat without a weapon.

Percy would train Natasha in using larger weapons. Swords, staffs and the like. The red head taking to them quickly.

She finished cleaning up and slipped on a black strapless dress. The skirt hanging just above her calves, split along the sides, allowing her to be able to fight in it. She curled her hair before slipping on very little makeup. Just a little eyeshadow to make her eyes burst.

She walked out of the apartment, after turning off Steve's stereo. Locking the door and heading down to meet Natasha who was picking her up.

Turning around at the sound of a V8 engine, she quickly began to smile wide. Natasha pulled up in front of her and quickly stepped out to help her into the sports car.

"You look...... stunning tonight. I honestly can't put words to how amazing you look tonight." Natasha couldn't believe the woman in front of her. Percy had been known for wearing baggy sweatpants and long sleeved shirts. She wasn't aware that the veteran of two wars could clean up this nicely.

Percy looked over at the red head and smiled softly, gripping her hand softly as Natasha drove them to the location of their date. "And you got even hotter. Like Jesus, that suit really makes your ass look good." She smirked while teasing the red head.

Natasha was wearing a simple black and white two piece suit. Her rear end fitting snuggly in the pants. Natasha chuckled, squeezing Percy's hand warningly.

"Careful, Love. You don't want to go down that road." She threatened with a small smile.

Percy laughed before leaning back into her seat. "Believe me, Miss Romanoff, you're not as scary as you appear to be." She looked over at the red head, her eyes swelling with love and affection.

"Oh yeah, who's scarier than me?" She looked to the raven haired woman as she pulled into a parking spot.

Percy sighed heavily before responding, squeezing Natasha's hand tightly. "Walking through the pits of Hell tends to really fuck with someone's mind." She tried her best to avoid talking about the pit. Seeing Tartarus form a physical body still terrified her to this day.