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"Tell me again why we're at the hospital not getting me treated for my scabbed knee injury after yeeting ourselves out of a building, but we're here dressed like druggies standing at a vending machine for last five minutes?" I spoke up folding my arms across my chest as I leaned against the wall, narrowing my eyes on Steve.

He only gives me the stink eyes before turning his head back to the machine with utter confusion on his face. A pop of chewing gum startles me as I lift my head to see Natasha blowing a bubblegum chewing gum in her mouth while side eyeing me and then to Steve who turns around.

The next thing I know Steve full on drags Natasha into a spare room without even checking if someone is even in there. I sigh throwing my arms up in the air. I'm always the one left behind. I swear I feel like a side character in a movie.

Natasha grunts against the wall as she stares up at Steve. My eyes widen in the position there in, spinning around, "Yeah I'll stand out he-"

"In now!" Steve spoke loudly without leaving eye contact with Natasha. I sigh turning around pouting, "But I'm too young to see..." I waved my hands in their direction. "That"

"You're twenty three" Natasha mutters still keeping an intense eye contact with Steve.

"Yeah and? The most I get is the porn in books" I huffed before closing the door, walking over to the table leaning against it folding my arms across my chest.

The room is filled with silence for a few moments, I was picking at my pealed off black painted nails when I lifted my head to see a wide eyed Steve staring at me and an amused look from Natasha. "What?"

They don't say anything as they both turn round to face each other again with the same intense look. "Where is it?" Steve spits out, his once wide eyes turning cold.

"Safe"

"Do better" Steve glared at Nat.

"Where did you get it?"

"Why would I tell you?" Natasha said raising a brow.

Bloody hell the tension in this room is a maculate. It's like that scene with Aaron and Juliette before she shoots him.

"Fury gave it to you. Why?"

"Actually" I spoke up causing the two heads to turn towards me. "He gave it to me"

Natasha's glare disappears before a confused frown takes over her face before realisation took upon her face for a split second. I leaned away from the desk moving across the room towards them, folding my arms across my chest.

"Do you know what's on it?" I asked Natasha whom just shakes her head. "I don't know"

"Stop lying" Steve seethed caging Natasha in more. I feel a spark of angry rage up inside of me seeing the way Steve is manhandling Natasha.

I darted towards him gripping my arm on his shoulder pushing him away from Natasha. "Have some respect Steve, never place your hands on a woman like that. I thought you knew better" I glared over at him standing protectively in front of Natasha.

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