What The Shadows Hide ~ Natasha x female OC.

6.2. Mimic

Mimic

2016, Norway (a few hours later)

Costia stood at the railing of the ferryboat, the cold breeze was rushing through her hair. She was looking at the mountains around her, a thick layer of mist was swirling all around them. She only wore a thin sweater so she was a little cold, she didn't expect the temperature in Norway to be so cold. While pushing herself off the railing the blonde paid attention to her surroundings, there wasn't anyone of the platform currently, just empty cars. She just wanted to be sure.

She put the hood or her top over her head and walked inside the ferry, Natasha was in the bathroom, luckily there was not a single person around. Costia glanced to her left and right for one last time before she stepped inside the rather small room.

Natasha was leaning over the sink while the sounds of the security video playing on her phone echoed through the room. Her red her was tied together with a tie and her sweater laid on the ground next to her along with the groceries they had bought before they got on the boat.

The redhead splashed her face with cold water before she looked back up at the mirror, looking at Costia who stood behind her. "They're going inside now." she informed her wife before she wiped her face dry.

"Natasha Romanoff and Costia Reyonoff are in violation of the Sokovia Accords. Natasha assaulted king of Wakanda. Make an example out of them." Ross' voice echoed through the phone.

Natasha opened the already dialled number and pressed on the call button, she lifted the phone up to her ear. "Don't do this." she said. "Come after us. I mean, you're embarrassing yourself. It looks desperate." Natasha said. She watched as Costia walked infront of her and leaned against the wall.

"Поставьте его на громкую связь." (Put him on speaker.) Costia whispered. Natasha laid the phone down and did as she was told. "'Cause from my vantage point, it's the federal fugitive who's desperate."

Natasha sighed, "From my vantage point, you look like you could use some bed rest. What is this, your second triple bypass?" she asked. It was true, his medical condition wasn't the best and all that stress that he caused himself wasn't helping.

"I wouldn't worry about me. We got Barton, we got Wilson and that other guy, the incredible shrinking convict. Rogers is on the run. You got no friends. Where you gonna go?" he asked. The two already knew Ross got Sam not so long after their marrige at Clints farm.

"I've lived a lot of lives before I met you, Ross." Natasha said as she put her sweater back on. "You shouldn't have gone to all this trouble. We're done." she said as she picked up the phone and hung up on Ross.

The two women stepped out of the toilet and walked back outside onto the platform. They heard someone announce something in Norwegian on the speakers, probably that they'd arrive soon. Costia and Natasha only knew the language briefly.

When they stopped on the other side of the boat Natasha inconspicuously pushed the phone over ther railing, they heard the sound it made when it hit the surface just seconds later.

Not long later the ferry arrived in Norway and the two quickly walked off, Natasha led them towards the location Rick had parked the car. It was silver, that was probably everything Costia could've said about it. She wasn't good with cars.

"There's a shop." Costia said while Natasha and her drove away from the water, Rick had given them the directions of where they were staying. "Blonde hair dye." Costia reminded her wife as she watched her get out of the car. "I won't forget it." Natasha chuckled.