"Nat, where are we going?"
" I don't know yet"
Just as you are about to press further you receive a text,
Tony
I have disabled all tracking on your phones, suits and the jet you stole
Y/n
Thanks Tony
Tony
This number is no longer in service.
"Tony disabled all our tracking info" you let Nat know,
"Good Y/n, that's good" she said grabbing your thigh with her hand and giving it a squeeze, just as she is about to pull it away you grab it, putting it back onto your thigh and placing your hand over hers,
"We are going to be okay, I have an idea" she said, letting you know that she had a safe house in Budapest that you would be heading to.
"Where are we going to park this thing?" you question,
"What?"
"When we get to Budapest... where are we going to put this thing?" Nat looks at you for a second then gets up,
"Em, Nat?" you question, looking at all the buttons in front of you, she whips out her phone and sticks it to her ear before pacing up and down the quin jet,
"Friday? Are you still with us?" you ask,
"I am, don't worry I am running independent from Tony's system, at his request" they explain,
"Great, how do I fly this thing?"
"I believe Miss Romanoff has put it in autopilot" you sigh relieved,
"You really think I would put this in your control" she laughs, her body language more relaxed,
"I hoped you wouldn't, but you didn't seem yourself"
"It just happened really quick, I didn't want anything to happen to you" she said, taking her seat beside you,
"Nat, you do know that I can withstand the heat of the sun and my body seems to fix itself" you laugh,
"Yeah and I also went months without hearing from you while you were being tortured" she quipped back,
"Yeah... I don't have a comeback for that one" she shakes her head at you, returning her attention to the jet,
"So... Budapest?"
"Yeah, it's a great city, you will love it" she smiled,
"And the jet?"
"Taken care of, my contact is going to meet us at the hanger and give us a car" you feel yourself relaxing slightly at the news,
"You know, you're really good at this" you say slightly concerned, she laughs in response,
"I am good at disappearing"
"Don't I know it" you say sarcastically, remembering all the times she would leave in the compound, the time she was kidnapped also came to mind but you didn't bring it up, instead you turn to the jet controls,
"Any music on this thing?"
"What did you have in mind"
"Taylor Swift?"
"No."
*
You arrive at the hanger, it's an abandoned airstrip outside of the city. When you approach the hangar you just about make out a sign for 'Csákvár Air Base'. Nat parks the Jet inside the hanger and tells you to hang back. You peek out of the window, she is greeted by a tall man, with black hair, and light brown skin, they look familiar with each other, you hope familiar enough that he won't rat you guys out. You hear him tell her that the safe house has a surprise she might like, and that he has a car outside,
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Playing with Fire: On the Run (Book 2)
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