PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS STORY IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 YEARS OLD.
[based on the Marvel Cinematic Universe]
This is the story of Forsaken, a skilled and trained assassin who works for Hydra until she is rescued by Shield. She tries to find her old memori...
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Friday night beneath the stars
In a field behind your yard
You and I are painting pictures in the sky
Sometimes we don't say a thing
Just listen to the crickets sing
Everything I need is right here by my side
It's no secret that Natasha and Alice share a bond that transcends the ordinary. One evening, when Steve was out at his support group meeting, Alice went to visit Nat at the compound. They settled themselves into comfortable chairs on the rooftop of the compound, lying underneath the stars. The night was clear, the air was cool, a perfect setting for a heart-to-heart conversation. They had been catching up on their lives, sharing stories, and reminiscing about old times.
As they settled into their conversation, Alice reached into a cooler beside her, pulling out two cold beers. She handed one to Natasha with a grin.
"You know," Natasha began, her gaze fixed on the twinkling stars above, "It's funny how we ended up here, talking about everything and nothing at the same time."
Alice smiled, turning her head to look at Natasha. "Yeah, it's like the universe wanted us to have this moment, just to remind us that we're still here."
Natasha sighed contentedly. "I'm glad you're here, Alice. It almost feels like the old times.
Alice nodded, her expression turning serious. "Me too, Nat. It's been a rough couple of years, but moments like this help us keep going."
Natasha shifted slightly, propping herself up on one elbow to face Alice. "Speaking of rough times, how are you holding up? Since everything happened..."
Alice's smiled faltered for a moment, and she took a deep breath. "It was hard, Nat. It still is. But I've been trying to move on, you know? It's always gonna be Bucky, just as it's always gonna be Peggy for Steve, but we are trying to find some normalcy in the middle of all this."
Natasha reached out, squeezing Alice's hand in a gesture of comfort. "I understand. And I'm here for you, whatever you need."
Alice smiled gratefully, feeling a surge of warmth at Natasha's words. "Thanks, Nat. It means a lot to me. You mean a lot to me."
There was a brief silence as they both stared up at the sky, lost in their thoughts. Then, Natasha's eyes sparkled with mischief. "So, Alice, there's something I've been dying to ask you."
Alice raised an eyebrow, curious. "Oh? What's that?"
Natasha grinned, a playful glint in her eyes. "How's Steve in bed?"
Alice's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but she couldn't help but laugh. "Nat!"
"What?" Natasha said, pretending innocence. "Come on, you can't blame a girl for being curious."
