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She got away, she got away ...
Kate Bishop taught Yelena Belova how to log onto ao3 and created her a tumblr account while they were both wine drunk.
Don’t worry, you’re safe now - in which Kate has trouble so sleeping after a frightening mission
Yelena: Our relationship is strictly professional.
Kate, sitting on Yelena's lap: Absolutely, only business.
what a duo
Kate: hey Yelena? Remember our first girls night where you totally didn’t break into my apartment and then fell deeply in love with me?
Yelena: little hawk…
Kate: fine, the night you made me Mac and cheese and maybe flirted with me for 20 seconds and I became obsessed with you?
Yelena: oh that night? Yes, it was truly a great girls night.
Kate: So, we're officially together? Yelena *rolls her eyes*: Yes, Kate Bishop. Kate *updating her Facebook relationship status*: Finally, I can change it from "it's complicated". Yelena *looks at Kate's phone*: Widowed? This is what you have changed it to? Kate, really? Kate: One could argue that it is true when not taken literally. You are a Widow. So, one might say I was - Yelena: Do not say it. Kate: Widowed.
Yelena, trying to flirt: So, you come around here often? Kate, confused: I mean, this is my house, so yeah.