Nat's phone buzzed on the side table. Tony had sent out an alert for a mission. She immediately tried to get up and go.
"No. Tasha, what do you think you're doing?" Wanda was nearly scolding her, like she was seven.
"I have to-"
"No."
"But-"
"No. You have to stay here."
"No. I have to-"
"No. I'll go. You will stay right here."
"No!" God, she sounded almost desperate. Like a little kid begging for candy. But she was fine she didn't have to stay in bed or 'take it easy' she was fine.
"Please." Wanda's face softened. Nat's heart skipped a beat. (Not literally though.) (She'd die..) (Well.. maybe) (No. She couldn't- Wanda.) This woman.. always knew how to make her heart twist.
Nat hesitated, but she was too stubborn. "No."
"Please, Please stay here."
"Wanda, I-"
"Tasha, please, just stay here."
"No."
"Please?"
"I-"
"Tasha, my love, please stay here."
Nat's face coloured slightly, "But Wanda- I-"
