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    Natasha nodded in agreement. That was an improvement, when they first got here Katya would barely look her way without glaring st her in anger. At least now they could speak to each other without somewhat wanting to kill the other. They still had a long way to go before they would ever be completely comfortable around each other.




    Natasha knew Wanda was an optimist so she tried to see the good in things, but there was never anything good when it came to the red room. "Surprisingly bad." She informed drinking some more of the vodka. "Apparently after I escaped they changed up their tatics." She continued with a frown. "They forced the girls into pairs and would have the teams fight against each other. That probably wouldn't have been so bad, besides the fact that if one of the partners lost they both would be killed." Natasha finished a moment later, downing the last of her glass.
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    ONLY MY OWN[/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    The Scarlet witch's mouth dropped a little forming an 'o' and here brown eyes grew sad. "That's horrible." She knew she was stating the obvious but she couldn't think of anything else to say. So instead she took Natasha's glass from her hand and refilled it for her before wordlessly giving it back.


    "That's inhumane and terrible, but at least you know she had someone..." The unspoken 'unlike you' was obvious but Wanda was too timid to put the words together. Then a new thought spring to her mind and she softly asked, "What happened to Katrina's partner?" she feared whatever answer she might get from the redhead, for once not knowing whether an answer would be better than what her mind conjured up.


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    Natasha was about to refill her glass but before she could Wanda took her glass and refilled it for her. She nodded in agreement. It was horrible and inhumane but there had been nothing that natasha could do until she burned the place down. Looking at the Scarlet switch Natasha sighed softly. "She died in the fire." She informed. Wanda already knew how Natasha and Clint took down that place and how they did it. "She told me that she had found a way to escape and was going to take her with her, but then she told her about what happened to her mother and they ended up staying."
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    ONLY MY OWN[/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    Wanda sagged back in her chair, heart aching for Katrina. She knew about her other via conversations she had with Natasha, and then to be thrown into Red Room and now to have lost the only person that the horrid place allowed her to be close with... "Oh no..." Again, not the most elegant of sentiments, but words weren't coming easily to the shocked woman right now.


    "She told her about her mother?" Wanda asked, though it was clear she already knew the answer. For her to share that information with another trainee, Wanda assumed that they must have been close. Again the brunette shook her head sadly. She didn't know whether it had been romantic or platonic, but it honestly didn't matter, losing any type of bond hurt and would keep hurting for year on end. The saddest part was Wanda knew Katrina probably hadn't even known that she had loved this woman, whoever she was and whatever kind of love it might have been. She hadn't even known how to appreciate what she had before it was taken away.


    She felt into silence, trying to process what she was being told. "It makes sense, now." She eventually spoke again, trying to get everything laid out for the two of them to converse over. "I was confused when you told me about her mother, because if she had left the Room it didn't make sense for her to be so angry with you for doing the same... But if this other girl died in the fire, than it makes sense why she lashed out like she did when you told her you were the one to bring the Red Room down." She connected the dots, giving her friend a sympathetic look as she explained. It wouldn't be easy to hear something like that, it would be like Natasha learning that Katya had caused Clint's death or even Bucky's. "You're sure that she died there?"


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    Natasha nodded her face filled with a mix of regret and sadness. She wished she could've saved all the girls that day but she couldn't force them to come with them no matter how much she wanted to. Sitting there she realized that now that was just another thing Katya could add on her list of why she hated Natasha. She took away the first person she actually cared about. "She told her what they did to her mother after she left and they found her again. That's why they stayed." She answered.




    Looking up from her glass she looked at Wanda, "I think she might've been in love with her." She admitted with a shrug, "It might not of been romantically but she had to have cared about that girl somewhat for her to do that. Any one else wouldn't have cared and would've just left her behind and went on with their lives but she actually stayed and was going to leave with her until they decided to stay."
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    AND THAT'S ALL I NEED[/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    Wanda was about to respond when suddenly a voice spoke up from the doorway to their left, scaring the living daylights out of poor Wanda. "Love is for children." The phrase was repeated in a flat voice, as if being read from a textbook rather than declaring something as profoundly false as it was. Katya stood in the doorway, a fresh towel still hung around her shoulders as she used it to help air dry her thick hair. She was in pajama shorts, bright blue, and a dark black t-shirt peaked out from under the oversized hoodie that she had found that first day.


    "Would it kill either of you to make a noise every now and then?" She asked. Those two were like ghosts when they walked, no really, Wanda had witnessed it. There was this one squeaky floorboard in Clint's kitchen that drove Laura crazy, everyone knew about it but somehow when Natasha stepped on it the thing was silent. Clint's theory was Nat just scared the floor into submission, which earned them all a good laugh.


    At first Wanda was concerned that her new friend would be angry at Natasha for sharing what she did without permission. If it had been Wanda in her place she was sure to have been at least a little peeved. Instead, Katya just appeared irritated that they were still talking about it. "People die. The world spins on. You get over it. It's fine."


    The girl had used the ten minutes she had in the shower to re-evaluate and center herself. Locking yourself up and putting on a good face was what she learned to do as a child and she had admitted as much to Natasha last week. She had been telling the truth when she said she didn't want to feel the hurt or the fear that came with opening up. She strode towards the bar and took a seat on the stool next to Wanda, who was admittedly still trying to recover from the scare Katya had given her.


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    Natasha looked up once she heard Katya's voice. Love is for children. And there goes that stupid line once again. Natasha had believed that for so long herself even after she left the red room. Bucky had been the one to make her think otherwise and she was glad he did. She just shrugged and finished her glass. "If you say so." She said pouring another glass for herself.




    Natasha was surprised that Katya didn't start freaking out once she found out that she had told Wanda everything she had revealed to her, but surprisingly she actually seemed pretty calm. Maybe she had been planning on telling the Scarlet Witch herself one day and Natasha just beat her to it and now she didn't have to.




    However she didn't believe that Katya was completely over it. If she was than she wouldn't have gotten defensive and would of told Natasha her name when they were in the gym. Katya was just trying to hide her feelings because that's what she had been trained to do since she was a little girl. Natasha didn't blame her. It was obvious Katya was still dependent on the red room for most of her every day life, from the way that she was around new people, to what she revealed, and so on. It was natural for her, she didn't know how to do anything else and Natasha had been the same.
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    Katya gathered a glass and then took the bottle from Natasha, reading the label with a small noise of approval. She pored herself around half a glass and then slid the vodka bottle back across the bar to her sister. "So, how much longer am I going to be stuck here?" Not a normal conversation starter, but a valid question none the less.


    Wanda, not having the answer, shrugged and looked towards Natasha. Katrina followed her gaze to the redhead and raised a brow expectantly. Pulling the towel around to hang over one shoulder and down her front, the young woman pulled her long hair to the said and began to braid it, using the towel to catch the water droplets that would have otherwise stayed on her shirt. "I'm sure you'll be happy to have free time again, huh Red?" The girl sassed, "I know you'll miss hanging out, but all good things must come to an end."


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    Natasha looked over at Katya grabbing the bottle. "Steve won't be back for another two weeks so we're still stuck with each other until then." She said, but she would make sure that Steve didn't send her to prison. That is if they learned to tolerate each other. They couldn't be sisters if one of them was in a ighky guarded facility now could they? Steve would understand, hopefully, once Natasha explained everything to him. He understood how important family was so she could guarantee that Steve would allow Katya to stay with them. Besides they accepted Natasha didn't they? If you could accept one assassin why not accept another?
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    Nightmares had come again. Katya wasn't all that surprised, they had come most nights since she arrived here. Tonight she had dreamt of the fire, which didn't at all surprise her considering the earlier subject matter she had been explaining to Natasha. Just because she expected it didn't make it any easier. She had woken up in much the same way she had a week ago, gasping for breath and jerking this way and that to escape from an enemy that didn't exist anymore.


    She didn't know what to do but she couldn't just sit in bed and risk falling back asleep and into those terrible memories. So, with reasonable difficulty she had gotten ahold of the combat boots she had worn the day she was taken here and pulled the knife she had stolen from Stark's bar out of the left shoe. Many curse words and an hour later she had broken the cuffs and earned her freedom.


    She knew Jarvis would just rock the house down if she tried to go for any of the windows or doors, and that he would have likely already alerted her captors of her escape from the restraints. Instead she grabbed a throw blanket from the foot of her bed and went to the living room. She sat down on the couch and turned on the TV, hoping the light and sound would help her stay up, and even more so, that Bucky wouldn't drag her back to her room when he came out to 'catch' her. It hadn't crossed her mind that Natasha would be the one who insisted on getting her.


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    Once again Natasha had been terriozed by her dreams. This time it was when she was out to the test on whether not she could defend herself and she had to steal a briefcase and defeat two male instructors. The first one had been easy so she grabbed the briefcase and was about to leave when suddenly a arm had twisted around her theist and started chocking her. Before she could finish the rest of the dream she woke up covered in sweat and was breathing heavily. Looking over at Bucky she saw he was, thankfully, still asleep. Climbing out of bed she left the room quietly.




    Hearing sound and seeing light coming from the living room Natasha walked out there slowly and looked around and saw the tv on. Going over to the couch she peered over the side and saw Katya laying there. "You do realize that it's two in the morning, right?" She asked sarcastically. She had found out the time by looking over at the clock Stark had in his wall.




    Moving over to the side of the couch she sat down and got comfortable. "Mind if I join you?" She asked looking over at the brunette. "And before you say I could always get Bucky to come and handcuff you back to your bed and take the tv for myself." She reminded. Yes that was a little sneaky of her to do but she thought of it as using it to her advantage.
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    AND THAT'S ALL I NEED[/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    The redhead's appearance surprised Katya briefly before she shifted her focus back to her channel surfing. "You run like clockwork." The girl grumbled back, noting how during two of her worst night terrors she had woken to find Natasha with her at two. Then on a more serious note she explained why she had broken loose. "Didn't want to go back to sleep." She didn't want to need Natasha's comfort again, so she would simply ignore whatever voices in her head tried to convince her to talk to the redhead.


    When Natasha inquired about joining her Katrina didn't make a sound to keep her from staying or to encourage her to leave. She had ideally wanted the older Russian to leave her alone but as soon as the threat came to get Bucky she felt herself to rigid. She couldn't deal with that right now, couldn't ensure she wouldn't fall back asleep and she didn't know if she could handle returning to RedRoom again tonight. The thought of it frightened her nearly as much as the dreams themselves.


    Katya pulled her legs up a bit to make room on the couch and lifted the throw blanket that she had snatched from her bed for the other Russian to share as a sign of welcome. She continued to flip, trying to find something that would take her mind off of her horrible night.


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    Knowing she won Natasha climbed onto the couch in a semi laying position and grabbed some of the blanket that Katya had brought with her and stalled it over herself. She would've asked if Katya wanted to talk about her nightmares but she didn't feel like she would be up for doing that again. Last time Natasha had caught Katya off guard and had woken her up from her sleep to talk about it. Now Katya was fully awake and completely aware of what was going on around her, so the chances of her talking were slim.




    Seeing a show she used to watch all the time with Clint she reached over and grabbed Katya's shoulder, "Stop, here." She informed. The show was called 'Friends' and was about a group of friends who went about their daily lives but always seemed to get into some sort of trouble. It was surpassingly good and funny and Natasha liked it a lot.
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    AND THAT'S ALL I NEED[/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    Once Natasha had gotten herself settled Katya spread herself back out as much as she could. Once she felt her sock covered toes brush the redhead's legs she pulled back as to not bother the woman and curled into the cushions behind her.


    She jumped when Natasha touched her shoulder, her nerves still frayed from earlier. She refused to look over at the other woman, not wanting to risk seeing the soft gaze that she had used last time she had found Katya post-nightmare. She wasn't sure she could keep her emotions at bay if she did. So instead of arguing she flipped back to the channel that Natasha had indicated and turned the volume up a few clicks.


    It was already more than audible but the volume would help her keep her eyes open. Once she realized what show it was she wrinkled her brow. "You watch Friends?" She muttered, confusedly. She wouldn't have called that, Natasha didn't strike her as a sitcom kind of girl, but hey to each their own.


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    Raising a brow at Katya's confusion she nodded with a smile. "I used to watch it all the time with my friend Clint." She informed. She hadn't watched it for a while but from what she remember it was pretty good and humorous. Something they would both need to help with the nightmares. From the way Katya tended when Natasha out her hand on her shoulder she could tell she definitely wasn't going to talk about it. No right now at least, maybe once she calmed down and got used to Natasha.




    Getting comfortable the red head romanoff watched the show with interest. It was definitely as funny as she remembered. She even let out a soft chuckle at some parts and had to refrain from laughing at the others. She and Clint used to have a blast watching this show. Turns out they were doing a rerun of it.
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    Katrina hummed at Natasha's story, amusement starting to bubble against her melancholy. She held herself back for a moment, but eventually even her foul mood couldn't stop her from commenting. "Clint? As in Clinton?" She repeated, shaking her head as she tried to hold herself back from smiling. Despite her efforts she couldn't keep the corners of her lips from lifting into a tiny but genuine grin. "That is the most American name I have ever heard. Does he have a wife, a dog, 2.5 kids, and a white picket fence too?"


    She didn't quite sound like her normal self, the joke involved too little sass and too much honest amusement to seem on par with her normal quips. However, she pulled the throw closer to her, unintentionally become a bit of a blanket hog- not that she really cared that she was taking more than her share- as she watched. She found herself relaxing as she watched, her coiled muscles loosening and though her mind forced her to remain alert, she didn't seem as jumpy.


    When the episode ended and a new one started to play Katrina didn't reach for the remote, instead wanting to see another episode. It wasn't the sort of thing that she normally watched, but it was funny and cute and Natasha seemed to enjoy it so she didn't want to put up a fight about it. By the end of the second episode she had begun to like it, and soon a smile was present onto her lips as she watched.


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    Natasha didn't know what was more shocking the fact that Katya had made a joke or the fact that she had gotten it completely right. Is the name Clinton really all that predicatable? She thought with a chuckle. "Actually, yeah you just described him perfectly for the most part." She informed with a smirk.




    When Katya pulled the cover away natasha made no move to take it back. It wasn't really that cold to her anyway so she was fine. Besides the cover was huge and could easily fit over the both of them so she still had plenty of cover to keep warm if need be. As the first episode ended she noticed that's a Katya didnt reach for the remote to change the channel, which brought a small smile on her face. Maybe she actually liked the show. That it she didn't want to start a fight. Both were winners in her book.
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    Katrina wasn't sure when she had decided to make this a marathon, but she never went to change the channel and stayed up watching with Natasha for a long time. As they reached the last episode of the season at around four thirty she finally got up, pulling her bedspread with her. She kept it wrapped around her like it was a robe or cloak, and made her way to the bar. Instead of one glass she grabbed two and rather than grabbing she and Natasha's preferred bottle, she moved to the Keurig and started brewing some hot chocolate.


    When she returned she kept the second cup in her hands, but placed the first on the coffee table. The woman never offered it to Natasha directly, but it was obvious whom she had made the second cup for. She had plopped a few marshmallows in and there was strangely enough a dusting of cinnamon sprinkling the surface of the steaming liquid. Katya had a bit of a sweet tooth, and this had always been one of her favorite treats. She wasn't sure when she had started adding Cinnamon to the mix, but she couldn't remember ever brewing the chocolatey beverage without it, so she had added it to her sister's without thinking.


    By the time she had returned and taken her seat, sitting criss-cross on the couch, the marathon viewing had ended and rather than take another chance on a show she just decided to mute the tv. She didn't speak up, but she didn't leave Natasha in favor of returning to her room either. Instead just sipping her drink in silence.


    The truth was she enjoyed the company, even if she didn't want to admit it. Natasha didn't push her to share or try to make her life miserable (anymore). She just spoke and when Katya shut down, she accepted it and moved on. Right now the assassin would admit to herself that she didn't want to be alone, and Natasha had been with her all morning at this point, so she might as well continue that way. If the redhead wanted to talk, Katya might even be willing to oblige her interests this time. Even if she couldn't understand why the redhead bothered to be so kind, Katya trusted that she wouldn't turn this into an interrogation.


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    When they had reached the last episode Natasha saw Katya get up taking the cover with her. She was curious as to what she was doing and from the direction she went she seemed to be going to the bar. Not bothering to ask what her younger sister was doing Natasha continued to watch the last show quietly. She couldn't really remember if there had been more than one season but she wouldn't be surprised if there was, from what Clint told her it had been a very popular show when it first aired.




    When Katya returned Natasha saw her place a glass on the coffee table. At first she didn't know what it was until she reached to grab it and got a whiff of it. Hot chocolate. This hadn't been what Natasha had thought Katya went to get but she certainly wasn't complaining. Katya even put cute little marshmallows and cinnamon in it. It was obvious the cup had been for her, or Katya had made herself two but it didn't matter because Natasha was going to drink it either way.




    As the show ended she saw Jatya mute the tv instead of putting on another show. Natasha didn't question it, instead opting to just drink the warm chocolate beverage. It was really good and the cinnamon spiced it up a bit. She drank more as they sat in silence neither saying anything, the only sound coming from their glasses. Of course either of them could of left and go back to their respective rooms but neither of them moved from their spots on the couch. To be truthful she enjoyed the company a lot.




    Looking over to the brunette she decided to say something. "Where'd you learn how to make such good hot chocolate?" She asked generally curious. The red room had never taught them, saying that the beverage was to sugary for them to drink and would not only be harmful to their figures but would drain their energy because of all the sugar in it. The first time she had even had hot choclate was when she went to America and Clint had gotten her some.
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    Katya hummed contentedly as she took her first sip. She had always loved chocolate, and curled up in a blanket with a warm cup of coco was near heavenly. Honestly if she had to choose between booze and coco it would truly be a hard decision between the two for her. It was just a relaxing sensation, warming you up from the inside and heating your hands at the same time.


    When Natasha spoke up and broke the silence, she finally glanced over at the redhead. Her shoulders bobbed under the blanket she had cocooned herself in. She brought the back of her hand to her lips as way of explaining that she couldn't answer but once she swallowed down her latest sip she went back to having both hands wrapped around the mug. "Pinterest." She said easily.


    "There are a lot of good recipes on there." The woman admitted, taking another sip of her drink before continuing. "I like cooking, baking is fine but I always end up eating as I work when I bake." She talked the edge of her glass with her pointer finger before focusing back in on the beverage at hand. "I added the cinnamon myself though, I always take cinnamon with my hot chocolate. It's delicious and it helps with cramps. Duel purpose." She muttered, sipping down some more as she chatted before turning the conversation back around towards Natasha. "Haven't seen you in the kitchen much."


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