Forever & Always

Project: Wrangling

Natasha tries her best not to groan before completely pushing Garrett from her way. After securing Riley's hands, she's back to glaring at the Barton boy;

"She can't see where your feet are going so every step, needs to be completed on purpose. You need to lead her."

Riley loses her composure over the hilarity in the way Romanoff is nitpicking everything about her finacé, spinning forward upon gentle release. She feels around for her water bottle left on the grand piano.

Garrett shrugs, eyebrows lifted, "I'm trying."

"And count,' Natasha circles her dance space, 'every step has its own number. It's very clear. Go."

Garrett scoops Riley close, particular about his arm positions as he secures his hold around her waist.

Natasha presses play on her stereo and crosses her arms to watch the first wedding dance she's ever been asked to create.

"Can I go,' Riley hums, immersed in her song and trusting both parties in the room with her implicitly, 'where you go. Can we always be this close..."

"Forever and ever," Garrett chimes in.

"Focus! Feet!" Natasha snaps.

Riley pauses on her movement, mind at work, "Wait-You're nervous about not being home from your Paris mission in time..."

Romanoff sighs.

Garrett's eyes widen as he puts the pieces together, "WOAH. That's why you're so moody, Aunt Nat?"

"You know what Riley,' Natasha switches off her music, 'as usual, thanks for asking permission prior to the mindread."

Riley turns toward her mentor's general direction, "I thought you were scheduled to be home by Thursday."

"You know how missions go. This one- it's going to be okay."

Riley taps her fiancé, "We're moving the wedding-."

"No,' Natasha scoffs, 'this is why I didn't want to tell you. Milo!"

She scolds her rebellious short hair cat as he hops onto the piano.

"I will not walk down the aisle if you're not there," Riley states matter of factly.

"Thanks for the head's up...?!" Garrett glares, well aware that the dramatic action will go ignored and unseen.

"I'll be there," Natasha reassures with the cat now in her arms.

Riley thinks for a moment with her jaw tight, "This is unreal."

"Riley, I will be there. On time. At my post. I promise."

"See? She promises," Garrett studies her, "Please walk down the aisle."

Riley steps forward, pointing in Natasha's general direction. She talks through her teeth as she accentuates every word, "I, am trusting you."

Natasha lets herself exhale, "Rightfully so."

"Uh huh," Riley circles back around and finds herself back in Garrett's arms, "Music! Watch your feet this time, Barton."

Natasha frees her cat, reaching to obey the firm request.

"Not now, Bruce!" Riley snaps.

Natasha jumps and looks over her shoulder, only now aware of her husband's entering the space.

Romanoff frowns and follows Banner as he immediately circles to leave;

"What's up?"

He tugs his hair, "Uh, it's nothing I didn't realize you were busy."