While Clint went back inside to get a snack, Natasha seated herself on the front step and waited. They had been doing so well, but clearly there was still much more for them to work through. Between the uncertainty of the baby, what their future held, Clint’s nightmares, and her own, they were far from stable, far from perfect, but they had each other. Through it all they had each other, and that would be enough. It had to be.
Placing her hands on the step behind her Natasha stretched her legs out and tilted her head back. Closing her eyes, she tried not to think about how long Clint was taking, tried to not dwell on what was going on in his head. Of course she had her own fears, fears she refused to face right now; fears... and hopes. Somehow the latter was even worse.
Opening her eyes and looking up at Clint she gave him a gentle smile.
“Maybe we should take the car,” she offered. If Clint was feeling lightheaded, even being a passenger on the scooter probably wasn’t a good idea. “I’ll drive, if you still want to go. We don’t have to.” She had to offer though she was pretty sure he wouldn’t take it.
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Date: 2014-07-17 09:31 pm (UTC)From:Placing her hands on the step behind her Natasha stretched her legs out and tilted her head back. Closing her eyes, she tried not to think about how long Clint was taking, tried to not dwell on what was going on in his head. Of course she had her own fears, fears she refused to face right now; fears... and hopes. Somehow the latter was even worse.
Opening her eyes and looking up at Clint she gave him a gentle smile.
“Maybe we should take the car,” she offered. If Clint was feeling lightheaded, even being a passenger on the scooter probably wasn’t a good idea. “I’ll drive, if you still want to go. We don’t have to.” She had to offer though she was pretty sure he wouldn’t take it.