Epilogue
Natasha woke up half expecting bird calls to fill her ears. Instead she heard a sweet melodic tweet. She turned to the window and saw a magnificent blue bird perched on the widowstill.
She could almost see her child self running towards the window yelling "Opal! You're back!"
But she wasn't a child anymore.
The bird continued to tweet as she pulled herself off the bed. As she approached the window the bird kept tweeting. But quickly did it fly away once she came close to an arms reach. The bird flew away still tweeting as if he was laughing at her. For once in a long while, Natasha found herself smiling. The bird flew further and further away until it could no longer be seen.
Hey Clint, looks like you finally learned how to fly.
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Song: Bird Song - Florence and the Machine
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Her Little Bird
FanfictionWell I didn't tell anyone, but a bird flew by. Saw what I'd done. He set up a nest outside, and he sang about what I'd become. He sang so loud, sang so clear. I was afraid all the neighbours would hear, So I invited him in, just to reason with him. ...
