𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐖, 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑|
❝Why can't you see
that I'm not going
to ever leave you?
I care for you too
much. So, here's a
promise. I'm not
going to leave you.
Not now, not ever.❞
𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐟𝐟
𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞
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▌𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 ━︎━︎ 𝐀 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 ▌
━︎━︎━︎━︎𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐀 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 the file, her eyes scanning over every detail and retaining all the information she could possibly get with the flick of her eyes. She walked down the hall, gracefully missing agents as they slid by her. She closed the file with a slap, placing it tightly in her right hand as she continued down the hall. She threw open the door to the training room, forcing Natasha to stop her exercises and turn to look at the wolf.
"Well don't you look chipper this morning." Natasha muttered, sighing as she turned to fully face the girl. Olivia rolled her eyes and continued closer to her before holding out the file towards Natasha. Natasha furrowed her eyes and slowly grabbed it before opening it, her eyes scanning over the file just like Olivia had done moments prior. Natasha looked up at Olivia in confusion.
"I don't understand. Why are you handing me this?"
"I thought assassins were supposed to be smart." Olivia scoffed, rolling her eyes again.
"I know it's a mission, dumbass, but why are you handing it to me and not Clint?" Natasha snapped, not liking that Olivia was insulting her intelligence.
"Because I have to learn to trust you somehow, don't I?" Olivia answered. "And what better way than to do that by going on a mission that could possibly get us both killed?"
"I thought-"
"Yeah, so did I." Olivia huffed. "Get ready. We're leaving in ten." Olivia turned on her heel and walked out of the training room, entering her room to get ready for the mission that would hopefully be an in and out situation. It was a simple task. Infiltrate the HYDRA base, get their serum they had been working out, and get out without going unnoticed. Of course, that wasn't going to work, because it never did.
Olivia got ready, throwing her hair up into a tight ponytail as she stuffed her outfit with her weapons. She looked at herself in the mirror, studying herself for a moment before letting out a soft sigh. "Let's get this over with."
Olivia walked out of her room, strutting her way confidently to the jets where Clint was patiently waiting there. His arms were crossed over his chest before he pushed off the jet when he saw Olivia walking towards him. Olivia cocked a perfect eyebrow at the man as she came closer to him.
"What are you doing here?" Olivia asked.
"Thought I'd stop by and tell you not to kill her while you were out." Clint shrugged his shoulders. Olivia rolled her eyes at the man.
"I'm not going to kill her."
"I'll believe it when I see it." Clint smirked. "Seriously though, don't kill her."
