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I groaned as I reached over the couch arm to grab my phone that was on the table.
"Hello?" I answered without looking at the caller ID.
"Agent y/l/n."
"Fury. What can I do for you?" I asked sitting up on the couch.
"Agent Romanoff and Agent Maximoff are... well, they're trapped. Mission went south and they need backup."
"Nick, I'm on holiday." Jutting my bottom lip out I pouted.
"If you could see my face you could see that I don't give a fuck. I'm sending Agent Barton your way in the jet as we speak. Gear up, Agent."
He ended the call and soon I heard the jets engine cut off in the front yard of my farm house. Barton lowered the jet door and walked out, waving at me as I stood in the window.
Waving back I grabbed my gun and locked my house up, knowing there was probably more guns and knives on the ship.
[...]
"Romanoff just ruined her perfect record." I joked as I loaded my gun and put a knife in each boot.
"Say that out loud and you're just asking to get hit." Clint laughed as he landed the jet a few yards away from the abandoned hydra building.
I sighed, "Here goes nothing. Keep the jet running for me. I won't be long."
[...]
Shooting down the last hydra agent I snuck around the corner, seeing the coast was clear.
"Natasha! Wanda!" I screamed obnoxiously before laughing to myself. "Come out! I want to get back to my holiday time!"
I hissed when I felt a bullet graze my arm, turning around and shooting an agent right between the eyes.
Walking into a room the computers turned on, seeing Natasha and Wanda tied up to chairs in a dimly lit room. A weird scientist walking around them as he spoke. The audio wasn't on so I couldn't hear what he was saying. My blood boiled as I saw him slap Wanda across the face then punching Nat in the jaw.
Running down the hall I kicked down the door that was at the end. Ducking under an oncoming punch by a hydra agent, I yelped in pain when another one stabbed me in the stomach. Pulling the blade out I jammed it into his neck before shooting the other one down. Putting pressure on the wound with one hand I banged on the glass, the scientist smirking at me before dropping a small frag. My eyes widened as I shot the glass, jumping through it as smoke started seeping out. I coughed, covering my mouth in my shirt as I un tied the woman as fast as I could.
Helping them to their feet, I winced as I tried to walk, the stab wound pulsing. Pushing through it, the two girls slumped against my shoulder. Once we were out of the room we fell to the ground, Natasha on my chest as Wanda was on my arm.
"Are you okay?" I asked Natasha when she lifted her head up, pushing a few strands of her blonde hair behind her ears. Nat nodded before touching the bruise on my cheek making me wince.
"Thank you for saving us."
I nodded hearing Wanda groan, "Did we win?"
Nat and I chuckled, "Yeah, we won."
[...]
Getting back on the jet I helped patch Wanda and Nat up, letting them tend to my wounds before Nat slumped against my shoulder, her head resting there as Wanda laid her head in my lap and grabbed my hand.
My heart fluttered and I knew I was fucked to no end.. I wasn't going to let anything happen to this two angels.
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Black Widow Imagines™️
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