The Widows Rose: A Natasha Romanoff Lesbian Story

Chapter 7

Rosemarie's P.O.V

                  After I ask what I had done, Tony chuckles. " You passed out from exhaustion." Natasha says. I look over at her and remember the on her face after I flipped her. I started to laugh out loud. " Oh man, you should have seen the look on your face when I flipped you. It was halarious." I say. She glares at me and gets up. I look up at aunt Pep. She was laying beside me and playing with my hair. It reminds my of when I was a little kid. I smile up at her. " I'm going to have Bruce take a look at you again." Uncle Tony says, causing me to look him.
"No need. I'm just tired. And hungery." I say. He shakes his head and says "I'd feel better if Bruce took a look at you." I give him a pointed look. "Tony, I think she just needs some rest." Aunt Pep says. " And food. Don't forget food." I say with a smirk. I really didn't want to be poked at. My body was aching and I didn't want to sit through it. Uncle T gets up and leaves. "What all happened?" Aunt Pep asks. I look up at her again. "Natasha and I were training over different defences and when we started actually sparring it was like my body went into auto pilot." I say. She looks at me concerned. "I'm going to go see where Tony went." She says getting up. When she gets to the door, she turns around. "Stay here and rest." She says, sternly. "I can't make any promises." I say smiling. She just shakes her head and leaves. I wait about 20 minutes before I get up and leave. Thankfully, I'm still in my training outfit.

Tony's P.O.V

                   When I leave Rose's room, I head up to the flight deck. Steve is leaving to go get his sheild repaired so I wanted to see him off. When I get there I see that he is talking with some of the agents while the quinjet is being prepped. I walk over to them. When he sees me, he smiles. He may be Captain America but he is a really big dork. And a great bestfriend. "How is she?" He asks me. "She is doing fine now. Just over worked her self. Stubborn as always." I say, smiling. " Well, with you as her dad, I think that that is understandable." He says. I look at him and frown. "I'm not her father." I say. "No, no your not her father, Tony. But you sure as hell are her dad. There is a difference. The bond is there. And no one can take that away from you." He says. I'm taken aback by his response. I don't know what to do so I change the subject. "Don't take to long. Your going to wakanda to get that thing fixed, Not for a vacation." I say, smirking. He chuckles. "I'll try not to. Although I may be awhile. I might have to deal with Shuri asking me a million and one questions about what happened." He says, smiling fondly. Then he gives me a pointed look. Ah, right. "Just tell them the truth. But ask them to keep it quiet. I don't want her bombarded with everything just yet." I say. We hear the jet engines fire up. "She is stronger than you give her credit for." He says. With that, he picks up the bag at his feet and heads to the jet. I turn around to leave and am surprised to find Pepper behind me. "Is everything okay?" I ask her. She looks at me. "I think that it's time to tell her, Tony. We made a promise to her parents." She says. I walk over to her and take her hands in mine. "And we will. But we just got her back. So for now lets let her get used to being home." I say. I pull her into a hug. "You don't think she'll hate us afterwards, do you?" She says into my shoulder. "She won't. I'm sure she will be upset at first, But that is natural. She will understand." I say. I step back and take one of her hands, leading us to the elevator.

Rose's P.O.V

                    When I get off of the elevator to my floor, I head to the kitchen. As I do, I pass Natasha sitting on the couch. She is watching a russian cartoon. I head to the fridge and get stuff to make a sandwhich. After I complete the sandwhich, I turn around to put the spoon I used to spread the peanut butter in the sink. When I turn back around, my sandwhich is gone. I look to the left and see Natasha sitting on the counter, eating my sandwhich. "I was going to eat that." I say. "Well, now I am." She says, not bothering to look at me. I simply shake my head and grab another spoon. When I finish making this sandwhich I just start eating it. I lean on the counter opposit of Natasha. I want to say something to her, But i'm afraid of making it awkward. After a moments hesitation, I just go for it. "I really sorry about what happened earlier." I say. I look up at Natasha to see her already looking at me. "Don't worry about it. It's all apart of training." She says, looking back down at her mostly eaten sandwhich. I stand there awkwardly in the silence. I hurry to finish my sandwich so I can retreat to my room. As I walk away a thought hits me. I turn around. "Thank you. For helping me, Nat. You put your own life at risk just by being in thhe same room with me. And yet you vulonteered to help me. So thank you." I say. She looks at me blankly and turn and continue walking to my room. When I get there, I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling.