Track 35 - Smells Like Teen Spirit | Natasha Romanoff

Chapter 2

We've been sitting there for many hours. 'Why is she always on her phone?' I cleared my throat and she looked at me with a slightly annoyed face.

"What is it?" She asked me in a low tone 'it's so hot'. "We've been here for some time." I said, as I looked around. She rolled her eyes, and took a step closer to me. "My apoligies." She said in a cynical tone and I just smirked.

"You're busy." I said as I looked at her ringing phone. "It's none of your business." She said as she turned off her phone. "Where are we?" I asked but she ignored my question. "Natty, don't ignore me." I said and she stopped and she looked at me with a death sentence.

"Извини Sorry" I said as I looked into her eyes. "Natasha, where are we?" I asked her again and she just rolled her head, making her bones crack a bit and I felt a thight preassure in my chest.

"We're in Budapest." She said. "Yelena sent me these." She said as she showed me some red tubes, and I froze a bit. "You know what these are?" She asked, and I nodded my head. "What are these?" She asked me again but I just tried to find the right words for it.

"These are like keys for the Red room mind control." I said. "If Yel sent you these, she had a good reason for it. - I paused - She might be in danger." I said out loud even thou this comment was designated for myself, but it made her concerned.

"Red room is gone." She said, and I laughed. "You really think?" I said in a sarcastic tone, and she walked up to me and grabbed me by the shoulders 'still in the top'.

"I ended the Red room, I killed Dreykov!" She said angerly and I just frowned my eyebrows. "If you don't belive me, you can ask Yelena." I said and she took a step back.

"I don't know where she is." She said as she looked at the side. "I know." I said and she looked at me with hopefull eyes. "Than tell me." "No."

She froze and she looked at me with dreadfull eyes. "No?" She asked back. "Not unless you let me go and, beg for it." I said and for my surprise, she actually considered it.

She walked up to me and took off the ropes, and I got up and streched my legs. "So?" She asked me and I shook my head. "тебе все равно придется умолять Ната. you still have to beg Nat." She bit the inside of her mouth and she got down to knees, and she looked at me. "I beg for you Sasha, please."

'I like her begging.'
"Fine."

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