She knew there was more to what Leo had told her, so much more to the far too convenient story he'd fed her. She was undercover so long, so damn long that sometimes the time at SHIELD seemed like it was the truth. It wasn't. It couldn't have been. She was a spy, and a mission of that depth was something she'd been trained for since she was a child ( Read more... )

It was her worst nightmare. The very reason Natasha had tried to do this 'mission' in Russia on her own. Her past left her with too many enemies, too many people who wanted her dead, and worse the people she'd grown to care about dead, too. Nothing terrified the Black Widow more than the thought of losing the family she'd built.

But Clint has ( Read more... )

To say Steve and Tasha had had a stressful couple of weeks would have been like calling the Statue of Liberty a lawn ornament.  She was exhausted and cranky, he was back to being Captain Depressed and Self-Loathing and they both...hell who knew what was up with them.

Somehow (actually it wasn't that hard) Tasha talked Fury into a whole week off. She ( Read more... )

She couldn't help wondering how much more blood a living person could lose before they weren't so living anymore. She'd been though this before so many times she'd lost count. No, that was a lie she never forgot when someone died on her watch. She got on with her life and eventually they faded away. The job always came first. Always.

This was ( Read more... )