Familiarity

Chapter 16

"Emilia?" Natasha asked lightly knocking on the door before striding in. If it wasn't for the more comfortable bed Emilia was sleeping in, she might have thought she was back in her apartment and Madi was trying to wake her up for work.

Madi wasn't there though, just Natasha saying something about self defence. Emilia rolled over grabbing her phone from the night side table and saw only one text from Madi, saying she was sorry about dropping that bomb on her last night. She got dressed and followed Natasha down to the kitchen where Bucky was already eating a bowl of some type of French cereal.

"Hey Natasha, were you in my room last night?" he asked looking up at the two. He looked tired, his hair framed his face loosely, and his eyes were dull. He was still a fine piece of ass in Emilia's eyes though.

"No, why?"

"My door was open when I woke up this morning. Think we could be in trouble?" he asked.

Emilia felt heat rise to her cheeks and dropped her face to look at the floor, hoping he wouldn't notice. "No, I think we're good," Natasha smirked, her eyes shifting between the two, knowing exactly what happened.

"You know what?" she continued, grabbing Emilia's attention. "I think instead of me helping Emilia with her gun training, you Bucky, would be able to teach her more easily. After all you are the most skilled assassin in the world."

Emilia liked the idea of that. She smiled at Natasha thankful that she didn't say anything about hand to hand combat; that was going to be awkward enough with Natasha. "You guys don't have to train me, I doubt I'll be good at it," Emilia stated looking over at Bucky.

"Please," Natasha scoffed, "if I can teach you how to defend yourself, my job will be so much easier. So, you're learning princess." Emilia rolled her eyes. She was not a princess, but not a trained assassin either, which to Natasha, there was no in between. "I think you'll catch on quickly anyway," she added heading to the back door of the house. Emilia stood up and followed shrugging as she walked past Bucky who followed the two to the barn.

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"But I'm so tired," Emilia whined as Natasha bounced on her toes standing across from her, ready to spar another round. Emilia on the other hand was exhausted; her limbs were heavy, and soaked with sweat, and she could barely lift her arms above her shoulders. "It has been two hours, isn't that enough for today?"

Bucky scoffed, standing at the door to the barn, keeping an eye on the driveway. Emilia glared at him lifting the corner of her lip up not wanting to learn how to shoot a gun with him anymore as she realized she'd only embarrass herself.

"Hey come on, one more round. It is important to work in technique when you are tired, so you don't lose it in an actual fight, and two hours is only a fraction of actual training time, so suck it up. Besides, I'll go easy on you," Natasha assured her still bouncing.

"You were already going easy," Emilia stated.

"Super easy," she smirked, moving her fists to a defensive position.

Emilia rolled her eyes pulling her fists up to her chin, dropping it to her chest dodging Natasha's blows. She was going strong and didn't care that Natasha was going super easy on her, she could feel her technique actually coming along. Emilia kicked her leg up, connecting with Natasha's back, causing her to stumble forward but she was quick to respond. She jabbed quickly to Emilia's face, and she dodged it. By the fourth jab, Emilia lost focus and took three to the face, right between her eyes, and a heavy blow to the jaw. She threw her hands up to protect her head and fell to the ground in the fetal position unsure of why Natasha did that.