What The Shadows Hide ~ Natasha x female OC.

6.6. Science Teacher

Science Teacher

Yelena was sitting down at one of a few tables that stood next to the gas station. There were just a few people around, it was better this way for Natasha and Costia. It was less likely they'd he recognised. "I'll get some beer." Natasha informed her wife as she walked over towards the little shop, it looked very similar to the one they've just been to.

Costia sat down on a chair oppisite Yelena, not directly in front of her, she left that space for Natasha. Yelena was pulling out the supplies from her bag, Costia just watched her. Natasha joined them quickly and placed a bottle in front each of them.

Yelena groaned when she poured some alcohol over the cut on her arm. In the meatime Natasha had put the supplies she got out of her pockets and told Costia to pull her shirt up. Costia studied the look on Natashas face and quickly realised what she was thinking, she didn't even have to read her mind to know that. "I'm not laying down here."

"But-"

"I don't care if it would be more practical or some shit." she added quickly. Natasha rolled her eyes as she poured some alcohol over Costias wound, just as Yelena had did it before. Same as her Costia groaned, the liquid was burning like hell.

Costia took the bottle from Natasha and drank a sip. Natasha immediately complained. "I wanted to use that for after."

"I don't care." Costia breathed out.

Natasha tried to stitch Costia's wound as best as she could, the stomach was just the worst possible place to have an injury. "Couldn't you have hurt your arm or something." Natasha grumbled as she finished the stitches.

Costia laughed but before she could answer Natasha told her to stop moving her stomach. The blonde rolled her eyes. "I couldn't really control where I got hurt, it was the cars fault."

Natasha finished by wrapping a bandage around Costias abdomen, after Costia pulled her shirt back down. "Thank you." she smiled sweetly, Natasha just cuckled as she looked to their right. There was a man playing with his children, it was really adorbale. It was giving them a hind of normality, of the life they couldn't have.

"That gas," Yelena said, nodding at the vinyls which were laying to the chair next to Costia. "The counteragent, it was synthesized in secret by an older widow from Melina's generation. I was on a mission to retrieve it, and she exposed me and I killed the widow that freed me." Yelena said when the two spies looked at her.

Natasha and Costia could both hear the pain and remorse in her voice. Yelena was aware she didn't have a choice and it wasn't her fault, she still felt guilty. She was just like Natasha and Costia when it came to blame.

"Did you have a choice?" Natasha asked, trying to say something to make Yelena feel better about herself. But the truth was there wasn't a single thing she could've said. Yelena would still blame herself, she was really stubborn.

"What you experienced was psychological conditioning. I'm talking about chemically altering brain functions." Yelena said, her eyes weren't focusing on one point. She was visibly uneasy with talking about it. "They're two completely different things."

"You're fully conscious, but you don't know which part is you." she continued to explain. Costia recognized the method of control. Even after she escaped Hydra she wasn't sure who she really was, she had almost lost the real her.

"I'm still not sure." Yelenas voice was shaking a little, she sounded so broken. Dreykov destroyed her life, same as Natasha's and Costia's. It was hard do tell the parts apart when you've always been the bad one.

Yelena still hadn't taken care of her wound, it was pretty impossible for her to do it alone since she only had one arm to work with. Natasha slid over with her chair so she was sitting next to Yelena, she began to supply her cut just as she did with Costia's.