Natasha Romanoff: Killer of men, Lover of women

36

Only a week later, and we were stood about half a mile away from Scorpia's base in Paris. I jumped out of the car, running around to open the door for Iris before she even had the chance.

"What a gentlewoman." she teased, taking my hand and stepping outside the car.

She closed the door and leant against it, allowing my hands to grip her waist as I placed a soft kiss on her lips.

"Let's do this." I whispered.

She grabbed my wrist as I went to turn away, spinning me back to face her.

"Wait."

From behind her back, she pulled out a tatty old journal and my eyes widened in surprise.

"What, how..." I started, but was cut off by her as she placed the journal into my hands.

"I found it in your room the first time I snuck in there and took it. I thought it was a diary or something and wanted to understand who you were better. Turned out to be your kill log. I have to say I was very impressed, but I just wanted to wait for the right time to give it back." she explained, her hand brushing up and down my arm softly.

"I thought I lost it." I breathed, flicking through the pages, all the assassinations simply reminding me of how awful a person I was.

"So, you've read it?" I sighed, looking down at my feet in pure disgust at myself.

"I have."

"So you know about all the terrible things I've done." I stated.

Her hand found it's way beneath my chin, lifting my head up to meet her gaze.

"Honey, I know about everything that's in there, I read it all."

I winced, holding my breath nervously.

Shes gonna hate me now.

"But who you are doesn't scare me. I love you for everything that you are, and everything that you have been." she assured me.

I searched her eyes, sighing in relief as I saw nothing but truth. She accepted parts of me that I didn't even accept myself. All the hatred I felt towards myself, she accepted with love.

"How did I get so lucky to have you?" I hummed, wrapping my arms around Iris and hugging her tightly.

"I could ask you the same question." she whispered softly.

As I leaned back, my free hand found its way to her cheek, cupping it lightly as I crashed my lips against hers.

"God I love you." I whispered against her lips making her smile.

When we pulled away, she gripped my hips, spinning me around and pulling my back against her chest. Her arms wrapped around my waist as she encouraged me to write down our mission, signing her own name next to mine.

Time: 01:00
Date: February first, 2006
Location: Paris
Target: Scorpion, leader of Scorpia

This is Black Widow and Violet Shadow, on site and ready for the assassination of The Scorpion and his army.

"You know, this marks exactly 2 months since we first met? Wow so much happened so fast!" I stated, closing the journal and turning in her arms.

"I do. And since then, in some way or another, we've almost been together every day." she hummed, rubbing her hands up and down my sides.

"And I wouldn't have it be any other way. I'm where I'm meant to be, with you, My Love." I replied, returning her loving gaze.

"Come on Honey, lets do this, otherwise we're just gonna keep confessing our love for one another until I give in and take you on the backseat."