Chapter Two: You Still Think I'm the Best?***Two days ago, 1400 July 12, 20XX, location undisclosed"Please, Natasha." Clint begged and Natasha nodded. “Alright, we can go to Budapest!” She's not really upset, in fact she really wants to meet Clint's brother but she has the feeling in her stomach that won't go away but she doesn't say anything as they pack. "But if it gets messy, I choose the next mission. She was joking and Clint nodded. Their roles had changed since they were kidnapped by the Red Room, Clint had turned serious while she tried to joke and joke. She did most of the talking on missions, hoping to get a rise from Clint but instead he's a very dangerous person, just like she was until he came along. she placed her gun in her holster, on a mission, Clint no longer used the same movements, instead there were hints of it, Room's training, the way he flew through the air scared her. She wished she could have Clint back, her Clint, not that fake Clint "Ready?" Clint asked with an enthusiasm she hadn't seen in months. Natasha nodded and grabbed her bag, letting the wheels roll. all the work. His hand tightened on the handle as Clint gripped the doorknob. This had been happening ever since they escaped and she started doing it. would reprogram it. He would struggle with the memories that weren't real, and she would stay away from him. His programming made him a danger to her in those moments and even though she wasn't afraid of him, she was afraid of him. making him feel bad about himself. His grip loosened and before she could ask him if he was okay, he was already heading towards the car. He placed his bag in the backseat and walked towards the passenger seat. He liked the passenger seat. And... middle of paper... I owe you twenty, even though I agree with you. She tries to lighten the mood but it falls flat. It's always going to fall flat, she's not a buffoon like Clint. Clint laughed though, "More like 40!" » and a smile graces Natasha's lips, and she nods. It's been a long time but the joke is well accepted "Hey, Natasha, when this is over, do you want to go for ice cream?" Natasha agrees pulling out her guns, she doesn't know what it is but she and Clint have been through worse. With more pops and noises, Natasha ducks, rolls and jumps to get out of the way of what looks like lightsabers but like guns. She doesn't like it, this unconscious feeling of what's happening to her. 0450, July 20, 20XX Location unknown, Washington DC “The plan is in action. » Barney tells his boss, “Everything is going to be fine. » “Well, I have a lot of people to help..”