The Younger Agent - Natasha Romanoff x OC

Chapter 93 - Airtrip

Natasha's contact had pulled through with a place for them to stay, now all that was left was to travel there. Mason had managed to get them a small place in the middle of nowhere in Norway, which seemed relatively safe. The two trusted that he wouldn't put them up in an area that was actually a hot spot for people wandering through, Mason seemed like a nice enough guy from when Eleanor had spoken to him on the phone in previous months if Nat happened to have him on speakerphone.

Eleanor moved around the apartment helping Nat in packing away some of their items and clothes, as well as some weapons from the storage cupboard. Although she had recovered well and could move around as good as new, Natasha was still wary and found herself hovering near Eleanor at all times. Just in case. The younger woman, of course, noticed how when she moved to a different part of the room Natasha would move parallel on the other side of the room, but she thought it was sweet so didn't mention it.

Whilst packing she reached for a photo that was hanging up on the wall, meaning that she had to stretch to reach. Eleanor was more than capable of doing it now after three weeks of recovery time, yet Natasha still panicked at seeing this. She rushed across the room just as Eleanor's fingertips touched the wooden frame of the photo and immediately wrapped a hand around her waist for support and took ahold of the photo instead, "Let me get that instead", Nat spoke softly and planted a kiss on the side of her head for good measure.

"I could have got that you know", Eleanor scoffed as she lowered her hand, but the look of adoration that flashed through her eyes let Natasha know that she wasn't actually annoyed. Nat merely shrugged and moved back across the room to where she was making sure all of her guns were in order. Now more than ever it was important to make sure that they would be able to efficiently protect themselves. It was either that or going into the raft, which Natasha would not allow. So, she was checking her weapons more meticulously than she had done in her entire life.

She had gotten so into the zone of making sure that everything was up to her standards that she hadn't even noticed Eleanor making her way across the room explaining that she had finished packing everything that they needed away. They weren't taking everything on the run, they were leaving all of the items that were left in there anyway, to keep them safe. Such as the box of notes under the bed and some photo albums.

So, when Eleanor noticed that Nat wasn't paying attention to anything that she had just said, she tapped her on the shoulder causing her head to snap round to face her. "You okay?", the younger woman said concerned, her eyebrows furrowed. Natasha gave a reassuring smile and a nod, "Yes, just making sure everything's okay".

"You've been staring at that gun for about five minutes love, if you keep staring at it you'll burn holes into the side", Eleanor chuckled, trying to get Natasha to realise that everything was fine. This elicited a laugh from her wife as she muttered a few words of agreement and finally began to pack them away safely in the back of her backpack, Eleanor smiling gently throughout as she watched Natasha handle their belongings with such care.

"It's time to say goodbye to home again", Nat sighed and turned to her wife, a sad smile resting on her lips, though she soon frowned when she saw Eleanor gently shaking her head. "It's not a goodbye, it's a see you later".

Nat simply laughed and shouldered her backpack, grabbing hold of her suitcase in one hand and Eleanor's hand in the other, "Come on you big sap", she gestured towards Eleanor's bags resting near the door, "It's time for another adventure".

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"Well this could be better", Eleanor mumbled as she looked ahead at all of the red brake lights on the cars, and Nat turned to her with wide eyes, an 'oh really?' look, before clenching and unclenching her knuckles as she gripped onto the steering wheel. Stress was taking over, they needed to reach their ride fast so that they could get out of the country finally. They had been pushing it by staying in their apartment for so long, but Natasha insisted that they take the risk to let Eleanor's back heal fully.