Chapter 1
“They’re coming for you.”
Natasha paused, taking a moment to stop herself from reacting out of anger, to take a deep breath and think things out and weigh her choices instead of snapping at Tony and walking out.
What would running do for her?
Sure, she would have to deal with less paperwork, less interrogations, wouldn’t be put under house arrest or in jail, but was it worth it?
Steve had Bucky, and Sam, and the rest-she didn’t doubt that he’d break them out of the Raft.
Tony had Pepper, and Rhodey, and his other found family, but no original Avengers.
Except for her.
Natasha had tried to keep them all together, to offer a logical argument, and then to make sure that they didn’t kill each other, that they got the chance to stop, to walk away.
None of it had worked.
All she could do now was try to fix the wreckage that remained.
She could handle the government.
And Natasha was tired of running, anyways.
“I know. I know they are.”
“You planning on resisting arrest?”
Natasha smiled sadly, and shook her head. “No. No, I’m not.”
She turned and left, leaving Tony slightly stunned, and with even more questions about her than he had had before. He hadn't thought that was possible.