The Widows Daughter

Part four

(Third person POV)

After the avengers made sure Chloe was safe and sound they decided to figure out what to do about the mission.

Tony, Steve, and Thor were sent on the mission but it turned out to be a dead end. They finished the mission in almost a new record time and were back before Chloe had even woke up.

But in spite of what they thought, they were wrong.

(Chloe's POV)

I opened my eyes slowly. And I quickly became aware of the pounding in my head and the stinging in my leg.

"Ah!" I winced as I sat up in bed.

I pulled the blanket off of me and saw that my leg had a bruise down it. I must have hit it when I fell.

Hang on! I fell!

I looked my body up and down, and I only had a few scrapes and bumps. Oh, and the large bruise down my leg.

I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and stood up. I had to sit back down for a minute cause my leg hurt to bad, but I stood back up.

If there was one thing that Hydra taught me, it was to work through the pain.

I limped over to the door and opened it. No one.

Hm.

I walked into a room room with two couches, a flatscreen Tv, a coffee table, a chair, and a lamp. There was nothing playing on the TV, but there was a mug that had steam coming out of it.

I was still in Avengers tower. Good to know.

I walked over to a kitchen that had one of those bars where you can sit at and eat breakfast. I heard a door open and quickly turned around to see Natasha drying her hands on her shirt.

"Hey." She said gently.

"You're up. I'm glad. You want something to eat?" She said with a smile as she pointed towards the kitchen.

I nodded. She walked over and pointed for me to sit.

"What happened?" I asked her in French.

She looked up at me and smiled.

"After you fell, we thought you were dead. But then you started floating and you had this black mist around you-"

"Shadows." I said as if she should know this.

She nodded.

"And then you fell down, and you only got out a few words before you fell asleep. Steve decided you might like it if I was the first one you saw, so he put you in the spare bedroom on my floor." She said in perfect French.

I nodded my head thankful that he thought that's what I would like. And I agree with him.

"Do you have a bathroom?" I asked.

Nat smiled and nodded as she pointed.

"Over there." She said with a small laugh.

"Thanks." I said in English, and walked towards where she had pointed.

I turned on the light and locked the door. I looked around the room. There was a double sink vanity, a toilet, and a shower with a glass door.

I looked in the mirror and my hair was a mess. I looked in the drawers until I found a hairbrush. I brushed out my hair until it was as straight as I could get it, then I washed my hands and face after relieving myself, and walked back out.