"Abby your concussion is gone so you should be able to go back to normal life," Bruce said after checking me over.
"Yes!!" I said while doing a fist pump into the air. Steve chuckled at that. "So am I free to leave then?" I asked Bruce.
"Yeah you can leave, but don't go as hard next time you train," Bruce replied.
"I make no promises," I say as I leave the room. I walk down the hall heading to the kitchen when I get a text from Steve Be ready at 7 tonight :)
With that, I run to find Natasha completely forgetting about food.
" Natasha!!" I yell as I run out of the elevator into her living room. All I find is Clint sitting on the couch watching some movie about a boy who is part god and part mortal or whatever I don't really care.
"Clint where's Natasha?" I ask.
"Who?" Clint asks not really paying attention.
"Natasha, your wife," I say. He doesn't respond. I step in front of the TV.
"What do you want?" Clint asks.
"Where is Natasha?" I ask for like the 10th time.
"Oh I don't really know but my guess would be that she is training. Now would you please move" Clint replies.
"Thanks. What are watching anyway?" I ask wondering what could be so interesting that you ignore your surroundings.
"It's called Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief, I don't really like it. The books were WAY better!" Clint says turning his attention back to the screen.
"Well, you have fun with that," I say as I walk to the elevator. I exit the elevator once it reached the training room. I walk in and see Natasha throwing knives.
"Hey Natasha," I say after she has thrown the last knife she has on her, "Steve said I have to be ready at 7 and it's 5 now."
"Ok go take a shower and I'll be up there in 15 minutes to help you get ready," Natasha says not even looking at me.
I turn and leave. I walk to the elevator and push the button for it to open. I enter and push the button to my floor. Once I'm on my floor I go to the bathroom and start to strip. I get in the shower.
15 minutes later
I wrap myself in the big white fluffy towel that I set out for myself and walk to my room. I see Natasha sitting on my bed next to a very pretty red dress. She looks up from her phone when she hears me enter the room.
"Go put this on." The instructs and throws the dress at me.
I catch the dress on the walk back into the bathroom. I come out with my hair up in one of those towels wrap things with the dress on.
"Sit," Natasha said while pointing to the chair in front of my vanity. She takes the towel off my head and blows dries my hair, then loosely curls it at the bottom. Then she applies very light makeup to my face.
"All done," She says once she finished. I look at myself in the mirror.
"Wow" I breathed "Thank you, Natasha," I said pulling her into a hug.
(What she looks like up top)
"Now go have fun," she said handing me my bag and my phone while pushing me towards the elevator. I just laugh. The elevator ride was the longest it has ever felt, my mind was just so busy thinking of questions like what were we doing? Will Steve like how I look? What will we talk about? Will we have anything to talk about? What wi-
Ding
The elevator doors open to Steve standing there with a bouquet of roses.
"These are for you," Steve said handing me the flowers I take them and smile.
"You look absolutely stunning!" Steve said looking at me.
"Thank you! You don't look too bad yourself." I reply.
"You ready to go?" Steve asked holding out his arm for me to take.
"Ready," I said taking his arm.
Hello, my giraffes!!! I know that it's been a long time, but in my defense I had school. Now that it is summer I will have more free time obviously.
That's all for now 😀
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FanfictionDr. Abigail Barton was many things. She was the head surgeon at a hospital in New York, the youngest surgeon at that. She was an orphan, but she had come to terms with that. She never knew her family and has no interest in them. They left her, and t...
