𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖚𝖊

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𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖛𝖊𝖘 𝖈𝖗𝖚𝖓𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖉 𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖔𝖆𝖑𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖒𝖞 𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖊𝖘 𝖆𝖘 𝖎 𝖒𝖆𝖉𝖊 𝖒𝖞 𝖜𝖆𝖞 𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖆𝖗 𝖜𝖔𝖔𝖉𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖎𝖑

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𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖛𝖊𝖘 𝖈𝖗𝖚𝖓𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖉 𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖔𝖆𝖑𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖒𝖞 𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖊𝖘 𝖆𝖘 𝖎 𝖒𝖆𝖉𝖊 𝖒𝖞 𝖜𝖆𝖞 𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖆𝖗 𝖜𝖔𝖔𝖉𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖎𝖑. with the cluster of questions that swirled through my head i needed an escape from wanda's house. she understood thankfully. i found myself not returning home because god knows i would have really spiraled there. so i was here, making my way through the woods in ohio. at the end of the trail was the tombstone i had sat in front of more times than i could count in the last few months. even though i knew she was nowhere near here i still tried to find comfort in the cold stone engraved with natasha's name.

when it finally came into view along with the hoards of flowers i felt my shoulders finally relax. a gentle breeze whisked around me as i slowly padded over to sit down in front of the stone. every time i came i made sure all of the flowers that were laid around it in her memory were always still alive and vibrant. with a small flick of my finger, the drying petals rose back to life all around where i sat. i had laid down a few of these as did the rest of the remaining avengers. i had seen clint here a few times but i knew not to disturb him. i had also seen who i assumed was yelena quite a lot. the first time i had stumbled upon her she pulled a gun on me before i even saw her. how kind i know. 

it was just me today though. the gentle breeze swirled around again as i let out a huff. "figured i'd come catch you up on life lately." i leaned back with my palms in the grass. if she were really here it would look almost like two friends on a casual picnic or something all relaxed up here without a single care in the world, but that wasn't my reality. instead of her firey hair dancing in the wind it was the petals around her tombstone. still i could imagine the smile that would be on her face. "i've got some weird new powers...i guess if you were here i could read your mind too or some shit," i covered my mouth quickly at the curse word, "sorry- uh anyway juno comes back from her trip soon so that's fun. her and peter are doing really good with the whole friendly neighborhood heroes deal. you'd be really proud of her a-and i tell her that all the time..." my voice caught in my throat as my eyes drifted from the stone in front of me to focus on the trees above us. "i um...i saw my peter last night w-with the cool new powers. god nat...i've never been more happy and yet so sad in my whole life...he's still so beautiful you wouldn't even know," i sniffled as my legs folded to press against my chest and my arms wrapped around them tightly, " h-he was crying. god it's been ten years since i left a-and he couldn't do the one thing i asked." a pained laugh bubbled up my throat and i looked back down to the stone in front of me again.

my mouth opened again as i rubbed at my teary eyes however my soon-to-be sentence was interrupted by the buzzing of my phone. " wonder who this could be huh?" i rolled by eyes just as i imagined she would have. low and behold the very last person i expected to be calling me appeared on my screen. "happy hogan what can i do for ya?" i fixed my wavering voice before i answered thankfully. "mom? h-hey so remember our little deal?" juno's voice rang on the other line instantly making me perk up. "juno what the hell are you doing with happy's phone? is everything ok?" a nervous chuckle i instantly knew belonged to peter echoed behind her as she scrambled to answer, "mom can you just come here and we'll explain...it's probably better if you don't look at the news anyway."

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