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A/N: hi, sorry i havent updated in a while ive been busy 

TW: mention of past abuse 

THIRD PERSON 

" God, I hate the rain, " Natalia mumbles as she unlocks the door and goes inside, locking the door behind her and Charlotte. Charlotte grumbles something about agreeing with her. Charlotte walks up to the stairs to her room. She changes into nightclothes while Natalia looks around Charlotte's house, planting a few 'bugs', or recording devices around the house. She eventually goes upstairs and leans against the wall across from Charlotte's room. 

" The guest room, down the hall last door on the left, should have sheets and a blanket on it, if not there's stuff in the cabinet. " 

" W-what? " God, Natalia cursed herself for stuttering, knowing that it wasn't new, but she hadn't done it in years. 

Since she was kicked out of the business she helped build. The business that shattered the friendship bonded by an abused child and a measly rich girl. The friendship ruined by some asshole woman with a pretty face and bad intentions. The woman that destroyed the abused child and left her alone in the world until she made a new family. A family full of spies. 

" I mean, I was assuming you were staying the night. " 

" No, no, I was going to run home. " 

" Oh, ok, don't get sick. " Charlotte closes the door on Natalia, leaving her outside in the rain now. Reminding both of them when Charlotte had kicked her out, the rain soaking through her clothes. 

Natalia decides to ignore this and run to her apartment, quickly getting inside, it now slightly getting warmer despite the rain. She takes a warm shower, changing to a pair of shorts and a tight shirt, crawling into the makeshift bed on the couch. 

******** ( time skip ) 

" GET UP! " Zaira yells in Natalia's ear, causing Natalia to hit Zaira in the face with her gun. 

Natalia groans and falls back onto the couch, Zaira laughing, holding her nose. Natalia mutters through gritted teeth, " I hate you. "

" You have work. " 

" And you can kiss my ass, dude, I hate this. " She pouts as she closes the bathroom door. She takes the shower, then changes into a pair of navy blue jeans, a black button-up shirt, and red high top Converse. 

" You look nice, " Jonathan says from his spot against Freddy in the kitchen. Natalia nods, smiling, then she makes a cup of coffee. She sits on the counter, swinging her legs like a child, while she drinks her coffee. Jonathan and Freddy start making out, kissing, whatever. Natalia laughs at them and grabs an apple from the counter, then leaves. 

She gets to Wayne Enterprises fairly quickly, it was about SIX:30. ( the six on my keyboard broken, by me a new laptop or sue me )That gave her time to check the premise for possible threats. She finds none and goes to her office. 

That day at work is uneventful, but Oliver and James come bounding into her office around 1:30, holding Thai food and soda. Natalia, Oliver, and James have a nice lunch, making jokes and asking questions. Charlotte comes in an hour later, coughing to bring attention to her arrival. 

" Um, sorry to interrupt, but you all need to get back to work soon, " She looks very awkward. 

Natalia pushes the empty food cartons and soda cans into the trashcan, " Yeah, yeah, sorry Charlie. " Charlotte goes rigid at the nickname, she then turns on her heels and walks out. 

" What happened-? " Oliver gestures to his neck, meaning what happened to hers. 

" Oh, I fell down the stairs and hit it on the corner of a wall, " She laughs, lying so smoothly you would have thought she was being serious. She actually got beat up by her and Natasha's mother and hit with a broken coffee cup. 

" And she's still clumsy, " James laughs, Oliver picks him up and walks out of her office. 

" Thanks for lunch! " She yells as the door closes, " God they haven't changed a bit, this is gonna be so fucking hard, " she mutters so quietly nothing could pick it up. She puts her head in her hands and stares at the blueprints on her desk. 

Oliver stumbles back into Natalia's office, " So, Talia, why are you here? " 

" Work, I told you already, " Natalia shrugs. 

" No, you're not. " Oliver looks mad, " You show up a few weeks after the fucking company goes to hell and gets hacked. Coincidence? " 

" No, no way, I need information for my job, and in turn, you get that information as well, " She lies again. God, it hurt to do, but she had to do it. It was her job now, wasn't it? To lie to everyone she needed to even if they used to be her family. Her old family in Boston. She lied to her new family a lot still, mainly about her childhood.

 The childhood in that small house in Boston with her abusive slut of a mother and her now murderous twin sister. The house she left when she was seventeen. The family she never had and never believed was real was left in that damn house. The house with blood forever stained on the walls. 

" Either you're telling the truth, you're secretly the hacker and are seeking revenge, or you're a secret agent trying to take down the hacker. I hope you're not the hacker, please don't be the hacker. " Oliver begs. 

Natalia laughs, " Ollie, I'm not the hacker, and would if I am a secret agent? Would if I'm a spy? " She makes gestures with her hands, signaling Freddy and Jonathan to head to the computer room to set up cameras and bugs in the room so that catching the mole would be easier. 

" Let's hope you're telling the truth at least, anyways, I got stuff to get back to, " He pats Natalia on the back, letting a $20 bill fall on the ground, " Keep it. " He leaves, and Natalia picks up the $20, examines it, finds nothing wrong with it, and puts it into her back pocket. 

God, this was going to be a hard mission. harder than Cuba, than Russia, than Vietnam, than Bolivia, than any Africa missions. 


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