Natasha

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"Well, its about time you got here."  Natasha says, seemingly talking to no one...then a figure drops from the ceiling beams onto the floor.  "Its not like everyone's been worried about you or anything."  Nat's sassy smirk tugs at the corner of her mouth.

"I know."  Red says guiltily.  "How's Bucky?"

"Worried sick.  Steve and Sam took him to a baseball game today to distract him.  But, I'll admit, all the distractions we have tried to come up with haven't really worked.  You're always on his mind,"  Nat states.

Red lowers her head, she feels bad she couldn't send the comfort Bucky deserved.  "I'm going to stay hidden till tonight."

"See you tomorrow."

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