Natasha Romanoff One Shots

Natasha was sitting on the bench swing on their porch, simply taking in everything she had missed. She and Carol had bought a house together in Ohio shortly after she had returned with Steve from Vormir. Natasha had decided to take a break from SHIELD, as did Carol. They wanted to have the chance to simply be with each other, to figure out if they even wanted to return to being heros. They were in the process of unpacking with the help of Steve, Clint and his family, Bruce, Sam, Bucky, and Wanda.

“Mind if I join you?” her girlfriend asked.

Natasha shook her head and Carol sat down next to her, placing an arm over Natasha’s shoulders. Natasha leaned her head against Carol’s shoulder, snuggling closer. They sat in silence like that for a few moments before Yelena popped into Natasha’s head. Her sister had to know about her sacrifice by now.

“Carol, where is my grave?” Natasha asked, ignoring her girlfriend’s confused stare.

The reason her grave was in Ohio was because she left a message for her girlfriend and the Avengers, asking to be buried there. She knew it was the only place Yelena would come to visit her, and Ohio was the only place that had felt like an actual home to her other than the Avengers tower.

“Umm, through the forest there’s a little path that leads to a small graveyard. It’s covered by cherry blossom trees. Why?”

The question was lost to Natasha as she jumped out of her seat and took off, and Carol tried to follow her, but she was too fast and too slippery, even for her hero girlfriend.

Natasha slowed down and stopped when she arrived. She crossed her arms and heard then watched as a dog barked and ran right past her grave. Yelena appeared from the path seconds later and approached her grave. She stopped at it for a moment before she moved a few items around, rearranging them. Yelena then moved so she was facing the side of the grave and knelt, letting out their whistle with her forehead pressed against the headstone. Natasha smiled slightly before whistling back. Yelena’s head shot up at that, her eyes easily landing on Natasha, who nodded her head at her sister.

No words were needed as Natasha made her way down with a soft smile. She brought Yelena to her and pressed their foreheads together, Yelena easily returning the gesture while tears escaped her eyes. Natasha also shed some tears, clutching her sister tightly. She hadn't known if Yelena had been dusted or not, along with Melina and Alexei. It killed her, the not knowing, but now she had Yelena in her arms, she felt content, happy, and complete.

“Моя младшая сестра,” Natasha muttered to Yelena. (my little sister)

Like they've done it a thousand times, they easily transitioned from pressing their foreheads together into hugging, much like the day they took down the Red Room and freed the other Widows.

“Но как ты здесь?” (But how are you here?)

“The Avengers.”

Yelena’s nose scrunched up as they finally pulled away and simply looked at each other. “So you got them back together after all.”

“It took Thanos to do it but yeah, we’re back together.”

Yelena nodded then kicked her foot out and swept Natasha off her feet. Natasha was stunned for a moment before Yelena extended her hand to help her sister up. Natasha took it and stood up. She raised an eyebrow at Yelena as she righted herself.

“I think you deserved that for making me think you were dead,” Yelena said with her hands on her hips.

“I really was dead before my soul was exchanged with the Soul Stone.”

“Whatever,” Yelena scoffed.

“I missed you too,” Natasha said with a fond eye roll.

Yelena softened then and gave her sister a rare smile. “Melina and Alexei are fine. Melina has made major progress on replicating the antidote and freeing the other Widows.”

“That's amazing,” Natasha said with a smile. “Do they know about my…”

“Your death?”

Natasha nodded.

“I don’t think so. If they do, I’ve got a way to contact them and let them know you’re alive. Now, are you going to introduce me to the infamous Avengers or do I have to do it myself like I do with everything else?”

“Come on, I'll race you there,” Natasha said before sprinting off in the direction she came, laughing loudly and freely as she heard Yelena cursing before whistling to her dog and running to catch up with Natasha.

Yelena tackled her sister to the ground when they got there, pinning her down. “You cheated.”

Natasha easily flipped them over and smiled at Yelena. “No, I simply got a headstart like you did all the time when we were kids.”

Yelena rolled her eyes as Natasha got off of her and helped her back up.

“Nat, who is this?” Steve asked, ready to attack if need be.

“This is my sister, Yelena,” Nat said.

“Oh don’t look so shocked,” Yelena told him. “She had a life before the Red Room, you know.”

As Yelena was introduced to everyone who was at the house, Natasha couldn’t keep the smile off her face.

“You are the one my sister died for,” Yelena said with her arms crossed, glaring murderously at Clint when she finally reached him.

“I tried to stop her,” Clint protested.

“Well clearly you didn’t try hard enough since she died.”

Clint hung his head, feeling the shame and guilt rising up in him once more.

“Yelena,” Natasha said softly, placing a hand on her sister’s back, rubbing in small circles. “He’s right. I stopped him from falling.”

“But why? Why would you do something so stupid? You know how much I missed you when we were separated and you know how much it killed me to say goodbye to you that day.”

“Because you were dusted! Along with half of my other family! And I would do it all over again. You all are my family, and if my death meant there was the slightest chance I could bring you all back, I’d take it.” Natasha was no longer just speaking to Yelena, but everyone.

“Well it’s not happening again,” Steve stated firmly, everyone agreeing.

“You bet your ass it isn’t happening again,” Yelena said.

Carol gradually made her way over to her girlfriend and her sister when everyone had dispersed and headed back inside.

“Yelena, this is Carol Danvers. My girlfriend. Carol, this is my sister Yelena.”

Yelena looked unimpressed, scanning Carol up and down, assessing her. She finally held her hand out for Carol to shake. Carol took it and both women gripped the other’s tightly, as if testing their strength. Carol didn’t flinch or look away from Yelena’s intense stare. In fact, she had to hide the smirk forming at the corner of her mouth, which Yelena took notice of. Perhaps this woman wasn’t as weak as she had first thought.

Natasha sighed internally when she noticed they were competing. They would either become best friends or each other’s worst enemy, because both women were incredibly stubborn, fierce, and protective. Add the love they had for her to the mix, who knew what would happen.

“You’re living here together?” Yelena asked.

“We are,” Natasha confirmed, sending a warning glance to both her girlfriend and her sister.

“We’re still in the process of unpacking,” Carol added.

“Well are you just going to stand there or are you going to give me a tour?”

Natasha had to suppress the urge to roll her eyes and simply gestured for her sister to follow. Yelena did, but not before stopping and whispering to Carol. “She seems happy with you, so I will only say this once. If she sheds one tear over something you did to her, I will make it my personal mission to break every bone in your body to pieces before I even consider killing you.”

With that, Yelena left a stunned and slightly scared Carol behind as she caught up to Natasha, filling her in on everything she had missed with herself, Alexei, and Melina, as well as the Widows that they had managed to free.