[ Paying a Debt || Closed ]
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Steve hadn’t wanted her to come on this trip, and she had to admit that he had good reason; if she was caught, they’d all be in deep trouble. But when she’d heard that the Black Widow had been flushed out of hiding and that Steve was planning to find her and bring her to safety, she’d insisted that he let her come along.
Look, she’d said. This woman saved your life, and mine, even though I’ve tried to kill her about half-a-dozen times. I owe her, you need back-up, and we’re all wanted right now. I can blend in fine.
Ultimately, he’d acquiesced; he was intent on being her friend, not her handler, and in this situation she was willing to exploit that.
Now she was ambling down a crowded street in Monte Carlo, hands in her pockets. Her eyes and ears were open for any hint of Natasha’s presence.
Steve’s voice came through her earpiece, a little fuzzy with static. “Anything?” he asked.
“Nothing yet,” she murmured. “No, wait–” She’d just seen someone with a familiar gait walk past, and she made a casual turn to follow them.
Six months. Six months. That’s how long it took Natasha to create a new cover for herself to remain off the government’s radar after spending a year of making herself scarce. In those six months she settled down in Monaco, specifically in the bustling port quarter Monte Carlo, where she was known as Anastasia Seydoux to those who lived in her apartment building. In those six months she became i n v i s i b l e and lived a normal life as Ana, a simple and ditsy blonde that could seemingly do NO HARM.
Of course, it wasn’t long before her cover was R U I N E D and special forces knocked on her door ( more like kicked her door off the hinges with no mercy ) to take her in. Oh, how they were disappointed when they barged in to see the assassin no where in sight.
Natasha had been well aware of their presence as soon as they stepped into the building, quickly grabbing her emergency gear and fleeing through the window, the blonde wig still on her head now replaced with a brunette wig. From her window she made her way to the MAIN STREET where it was crowded densely and she was aware of the undercover forces dotted around to take her DOWN.
When she sensed a presence behind her, she quickened her pace and headed into a narrow and dark alleyway, where she proceeded to turn and lunge at Bucky, slamming her into the wall and keeping a firm hold on her before she recognised her face and loosened her grip on the other woman. Emerald eyes darted around them to ensure no threat was near before speaking in a hushed voice;
❝Barnes? You’re awake? ...What in the H E L L are you doing here? Do you have ANY idea as to what you’ve just gotten yourself into?❞
