[1] Beware the Batman and the Black Widow [1]

The End Is Near???

An Unforgiving Anniversary Part 7

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Bruce's POV

LOCATION: Wayne Manor

The Grandfather clock loudly chimes at 8pm,

I feel my heart sink a little I suppose it's time to visit my parents but it gets harder every year but as I get up to go down to the Bat cave Tim seems to panic

"What are you doing?" he exclaims,

As if I don't know what they've all been up to all day

"It's getting late Tim and I've got an appointment to keep" I smile at Tim as I head down the staircase but much to my surprise I find Natasha and Dick sparring

"Hey Bruce god is that the time already?" Dick says,

I feel the tension leave Tim when he sees the pair of them.

Dick gives the boy a small smile and rubs the top of his head

"Come on little bird lets grab something to eat I'm thinking something covered in grease and salt" Dick says to Tim,

A giant smile appears on Tim's face "Great Idea!" he practically squeaks,

But before he leaves Tim turns around to me "Good Luck" he whispers and quickly winks leaving me an Natasha alone in the Bat Cave.

I turn to Natasha she was in her work out gear but she had hardly broken a sweat

"Uh Natasha I was wondering if you would like to come with me tonight to visit my parents we've known each other for a while now and I think it's about time you came along"

She looks at me curiously since I've never let anyone come with me but eventually she gives in

"Sure let me get dressed" she replies I needed to get dressed too I take my shirt off as Natasha walks behind a screen to get dressed.

Although I'm not one to peek but I spot Natasha's reflection in a mirror as she takes off her shirt,

I've always been captivated by her beauty but this time I didn't like what I see old, deep scars covered her porcelain back along with some fresh bruises but those scars I'd never noticed how bad they were 

"You like what you see?" she says with just a bit of spite suddenly I felt really guilty like a child that had just been caught with his hand in the cookie jar,

My face feels hot I realise that I must be turning red

"Sorry but I've never seen those scars before" I apologize as she finishes putting her outfit on

"Harsh lessons from my Red Room days" she says but her voice is very soft I try and glimpse her expression but I couldn't make it out

"Did they do that to you?" I ask her,

We rarely talked about it because it made us both angry I wanted to hurt all of them every single one of them that ever laid a hand on her

"The long one on my left shoulder blade was from a whip when I was punished for showing mercy to a girl I was fighting, the deep one near my rib cage was from a bullet from a rifle ten years ago the soviets tried to assassinate me for deflecting to the west each of those scars all have their own story".

Natasha Romanoff had to be the toughest woman to have ever lived

"And I don't suppose you got those bruises fighting Freeze today whilst Tim distracted me" I tell her