Learning to Love

Chapter 16

-Natasha's POV-
Requesting to land at an airfield in Moscow was the easy part. Getting through international security would be a different story. This led to me  quickly leaving the quinjet and hopping a barbed wire fence. I ended up in the woods. From there I walked to a road. Eventually I was able to flag a cab once I got to the city. Now, I'm wading through a crowded sidewalk in Moscow. I ducked into an alley and I climb a fire escape. Once again I'm back at Our Spot. I wander around the small apartment and I slink down against a wall. I throw all my belongings next to me. My plan is to wait for Yelena to come back. Our minds are alike I know she would of thought I'd return eventually.
After I settle down I hear the familiar floorboards creek. I see the doornob turn. In comes a small blonde with a bottle of Vodka.
"Hey sis," I smirk.

"Natalia what a suprise,"

"Obviously not I see you brought some entertainment," I gesture towards the bottle in her hand. She just smirks and slides down next to me.

"So I assume you would like to kick some Red Room ass with me?" I smile towards her as she takes a big sip out of the bottle, and hands it to me.

"It would be my pleasure. What's your plan?" I begin to explain my idea. Its not much of a plan. It pretty much starts with us sneaking in a secret door. And ending with a building full of dead bodies. As far as I can tell Yelena likes my nothing to lose plan. After our agreement we sit in comfortable silence. I've missed my bestfriend.

"Hey for what it's worth. I'm sorry for killing you," I half joking half seriously sigh.

"I know you didn't have a choice. I missed you," She smiles. I smile back at her.

"So where have you been?" I ask.

"Pretty much everywhere. What about you one of earth's mightest heros?" She laughs. I sometimes forget I've helped saved the world. Twice.

"Well you seem pretty informed already,"

"I guess I am," We spend the rest of the day catching up. Which leads into the night. Eventually. She falls asleep on my shoulder and I on top of her head.

-Steve's POV-

What the hell Natasha. Is one of many thoughts going through my head. Fury and I decided it's best to let her have her space. If we don't hear from her in two days then I get to go after her. I told Fury that I assumed she went back to Russia. After the letter she got I know she wouldn't just sit around. That's not her. I know she can take care of herself but I can't help but worry. I don't really know what she's going against. I know the Red Room was where she grew up and made her into an assassin. But I don't know to much about them.
Currently, I'm laying on my bed. It's 3:00 in the morning and I can't sleep. I decide to answer one of my questions from earlier. What is the Red Room really? Since I'm still not to good with computers; I head to the basement of Avengers tower. Where SHIELD had decided to put their archive room. Objectve of Tony's opinions obviously. I slip on a pair of sweatpants and pull a hoddie over my head. I grab a pair of sneakers and throw them on.

I ride the elevator to the sub level. I struggle to find a light switch put I do. The light emits a dusty glow. Apparently no ones been down here in a few years. The shelfs are lined with cardboard boxes. I find a reference guide, and I follow it to where the according information would be located. I run my fingers along the boxes until I find the box. I pull it out and I place in on a metal table near the elevator. I slide the cover off the box and inside is one singular file. I open the file and I see pictures of many different faces, all girls. I only recognize two; Natasha and Yelena. Along with them there's 26 other photos. From what Nat told me I can guess these where the others girls that trained with her. Behind some papers are more photos. Some appear old, others brand new.

Also in the file is some information. But not much. I begin to read it.

Offical Name: Black Widow Project
Location: Unknown
Active: 1928 - present
Run by: KGB
Affliations: Hydra

After that there is nothing else. I didn't know the Red Room had been running for that long. I search through some of the other photos. My eyes are captured by one in paticular. I know this face from somewhere. It doesn't take long until I remember from where. I race over to the section of shelfs titled C. I race down the aisle until I find M. My fingers find Carter, Maragret. I tear open her box I search for an answer. I peel open file after file. Then I see it. A women under the alias Dottie Underwood. I grab her photo and compare it to the one in the Red Room file. Identical. Peggy had met someone from the Red Room. 70 years ago.

-Natasha's POV-
Yelena and I spend the entire next day full proofing my plan. Together we can round up the head instructors. And help any current Widows in training to safety. I'm confident we can do this. Besides Yelena is just as good as me. After everything I'm weary to trust her but I know we share the same anger towards the Red Room.
Now, we are sitting on the floor in our apartment. I had just ran out and gotten us some food.
"Hey Natalia I need to tell you something," I look up from my meal.

"Ya what is it?"

"I um I think I may of," She hesitates.

"I think I-,"

"Jeez Yel spit it out,"

"I think your parents are alive. And I think I've found them," She blurts out

Thanks so much for reading!
I love the different ways Nat and Yelena's relationship is portrayed in different stories.
I decided to make them friendly as I don't see that too often in fanfics.
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