Post Civil War. The avengers are broken up, Tony's alone with his own problems when Natasha returns. Facing her demons and trying to come to terms with her role in the Avengers internal fight, Natasha comes to rely on Tony to help keep her memories...
Sorry it's been a while since I updated. Schools really kicking my butt so I'm studying more often which leaves less time for writing.
Current location: GARAGE NEAR SHIELD FACILITIES
"Shit! Damn that hurt.", is heard from underneath a black truck as one flannel shirt, worn out jeans and work boots wearing Tony Stark is currently nursing a deep cut across his palm.
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Hearing footsteps coming from his left he moves from underneath the truck and looks up to one very confused Natasha Romanoff.
"What are you doing?
"Attempting to change the oil and replace the belt in the backup truck. Just cut my palm open on the damn thing grabbing it the wrong way somehow."
"How did you even- never mind that. I came out here to tell you that I need to go get some more clothes. I can't fit some of my old ones so I had to find some that fit."
Tony finally looking up looks at her current clothing. It's his old work shirt, and Coulson's old sweatpants. Along with those items Natasha claimed May's old Uggs and and a Carhartt jacket from that day Tony took her to the pumpkin patch.
Natasha walking over to the radio turns it on to a local news broadcast.
This is breaking news. It appears that the rogue avengers lead by Captain America have been spotted in America near Washington DC along with 2 males and 2 females. One female appears to be Pepper Potts, the former CEO of Stark Industries. There has been no sight of the black-
Natasha turns off the radio leaving an empty silence behind. Looking back at Tony she notice his eyes beginning to darken in anger.
"Tony."
He looks at her upon hearing his name.
"I know what they did but maybe we can reason with them to-"
"NO!"
She flinches at the sudden yell directed at her. He's never once raised his voice at her so to hear him now worries her.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell. It's just, you can't reason with them. They're stubborn and won't listen anyways."
"Tony, what happened back there? Back in Siberia?"
Tony walks away from Natasha at the question. Natasha seeing him walk off hurries over to him and grabs his hand intertwining their finger together. He walks back over to where he was working and sits on a stool, his eyes downcast and shoulders slumped in weariness about everything. Tasha seeing his bone tired and battered body runs her fingers over the back of his neck in a small show of affection.
