The Stark and The Spy (Book One)

CHAPTER TWELVE

"Your punches are weak." Isabel hears from behind.

She lets out a sigh before turning away from the punching bag, "I'm trying."

Natasha walks up to her, quickly turning Isabel back around to the punching bag, "spread your legs like this," She says kicking Isabel's legs open a few inches, "and hold your arms out properly, make sure to not tuck your thumb under your fist. That'll break it, position it like this," Natasha grabs Isabel's hand to correctly place her thumb over the outside of her second knuckles.

"Again." She orders, this time moving her body along with Isabel's.

Isabel takes a deep breath before striking the punching bag, this punch being her hardest yet. She quickly looks to Nat and smiles.

Natasha smiles back at her before turning Isabel's head back around, "keep going."

Isabel strikes the bag a few more times, each time being harder than the last.

"Good." Nat let's go of Izzy, smirking when she hears the small sigh come from the younger woman.

"You're doing good, Bell. Better than any other agent i've trained." Nat compliments her.

Isabel laughs before turning to the redhead, "you're only saying that because we're..." She trails off.

"We're?" Nat asks, raising her eyebrows with a smirk.

Isabel groans before continuing, "We're us. That's it. Just us." She finished clearing her throat.

"Right. Us." Natasha repeats. Walking closer to wrap her arm around Isabel's neck, "Come on, let's get you showered and we'll go see Fury, I've heard he's got something good for us."

Isabel looks up at Natasha, "Us? I'm not even an agent yet."

Natasha chuckles, "you're right you're not but that brain of yours," she gently taps on Isabel's temple, "is an incredible blessing and we need you."

Izzy smiles, "say that again."

Natasha smiles and looks at her, "say what again?"

Isabel let's out a small groan followed by Natasha laughing, "okay, okay. We need you, Isabel Stark. I need you... and your brain"

"You need me, huh?" Isabel shoulder bumps Nat.

"Get ready, weirdo." Natasha pushes her away and walks to her room.

We need you, Isabel Stark. I need you... Is all that repeated in Isabel's head as she got ready.

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"What you got for us?" Natasha asked the man in front of them.

"it's not ideal for either of you but it's needed," Fury starts.

Isabel quick to butt in before anything else is said, "what? Does this involve my dad by any chance?"

Fury nods, "Yes, we need you both to go back to Stark Industries and act like nothing is wrong, keep an eye on Tony and make sure not another suit goes missing."

Natasha nods while Isabel let's out a groan.

"I know it's not ideal Miss Stark but you know your way around there and Agent Romanoff only wants to do this with you." Fury tells the younger woman.

Isabel looks up at him before turning to Natasha, a small smirk rising to her face.

Agent Romanoff only wants to do this with you. Ha, yeah she knows she has her whipped already

"What are we suppose to do?" Isabel asks finally.

Fury looks between the two women before explaining, "get more information on Stark and figure out where the suit is along with anything about the man that tried to attack him at the racetrack."