A immortal and a Widow (Natasha x reader)

It's too early for this

Y/n pov

A knock on the door woke me up. I glance at the clock and sign. It's six am. I drag myself to the door as there is another knock and open it.

"Ready for our day together?" Wanda's voice makes me look her up and down. She's already in a training outfit and probably already drank her coffee.

"It's six in the morning" she nods and starts to turn around.

"There is coffee in the kitchen if you want, meet me in the training room in wenty" she says before running down the corridor. How can she be in such a good mood this early. Natasha loves her mornings sleeping in and so do i, but apparently not everyone in the tower enjoys that. I go back into my room again, throwing on a pair of grey sweatpants and a black top. Heading to the kitchen where i find a very tired Clint.

"Good morning" i say, so that he notices me.

"How can you wake up this early? Did Wanda wake up too?" he asks and i laugh.

"Yeah she woke me, i don't really do mornings" but Wanda must have something planned since she awoke both me and Clint.

"Then you're going to hate it here" Tony says, walking into the kitchen.

"Yeah and why is that?" i ask, taking another sip of my morning coffee.

"You're not a morning person, if i heard you correctly" i nod. "Five out of seven os uf are morning people"

"I guess i'll have to become one then" i say and Clint signs. Both me and Tony laugh at the sleepy man at the table. "It might be hard since i'm with one of the sleepyheads."

"We should go down to the training station now, before she gets mad that we're late" Clint says and i look at the clock. He also confirmed that Wanda has something planned that involves both of us. Unless he just wants to see us sparr.

"You're late, give me one hundred pushups" i say in Wanda's voice, making Clint jump at the anger in my voice. I can see how she's quickly taken on Natasha's role of being a woman in charge, somewhat in charge. Tony gives me an appreciated look, liking the view of morning Clint scared. "You want a lift down or are you going down by yourself?" i ask now, in my own voice.

"I'll go down myself, thank you very much" he says but before he has the chance to get out of his chair again, i've put my hand on his arms and i'm down in the training area. Wanda notice me and Clint's sick face, she uses her powers and throws an empty garbage can to me and i quickly give it to him as he throws up.

"And i who thought you could take anything" she says, laughing at him. I let out a small smile. "I also didn't know that your powers included teleportation, i thought that was Nat's thing"

"It's something we share and can when we're close, sure she's better at it than me but i can do it sometimes." i explain and the surprised expression on her face tells me that she didn't expect me to answer it thoroughly. But i guess that's something i'll have to do if i'm going to stay here.

"Shall we start?"

"Sure" i say walking towards her, throwing me a bo-staff. And for every attack where she comes at me, i avoid. And she goes the same. That's what goes on for two more hours, escaping each other's attacks.

"You're pretty good, but can you do it without using your superpowers?"

"You bet your ass i can, can you?" i answer with a smirk and we start again, not hitting each other but going to attack. And i don't use my speeded reflects, just instincts. As does she, no sparkling in her step or in her eyes.

"Okay, this is boring. I thought i would see one of you on the floor" Clint says, interrupting the fight. "But it's been five hour now, straight" I get distracted by Clint and Wanda takes that to her advantage. So with one swift movement she uses her staff and pulls my feet from the ground, making me land on the hard mat.

"Never let yourself get distracted" she says as Clint lets out a laugh. I take her extended hand to get up.

"You wanna know" i say and drag her down, throwing her over me so that she lands on her back. "I taught Natasha that move before she taught it to you" i say with a smile as i extend my hand to her, helping her up on her feet.

"You were her teacher in the Red Room?" she asks and i stiffen at the name. Knowing the truth is a hard thing, especially when it must be kept from the ones you love. "But where did you learn it?"

"There's this group called the League of Assassins... they are so secret, no one knows about them" i answer honestly, putting my staff in the stand.

"Then how come you trained there?" and i don't blame her for wanting to know more about me.

"The master's daughter caught an eye for me when she was sent to kill me" i answer with a dead voice. But it's in the past and there is no reason to drag that pain up.

"When was this?" Wanda asks, wanting to know if it was before i had met Natasha.

"Take it easy, Maximoff, it was a few years before i meet her. I got there in 1978 and got out in 1994. Which is when Fury found me and wanted me to join SHIELD" i answer and it's hard for me to even say the words. "I meet Natalia, sorry, Natasha in 99'"

"Sorry, i know i'm over protective over her and i guess... sorry... for hitting you" i'm kind surprised she even apologised for that.

"I understand, she's family and you only want what's best for her. But so do i Wanda, you gotta understand that"

"I'm starting to"

"You hit her?" Clint asks in a high pitched voice, reminding us that he's here.