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| TALES OF SUSPENSE: HAWKEYE AND THE WINTER SOLDIER- RED LEDGER (2017) #103

By Matthew Rosenberg and Travel Foreman

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"I better check them all out before I go."

Natasha woke with a large gasp, sitting up. It felt like the wind was knocked out of her. Struggling to stand, she resorted to just hitting the button on her suit, being sent back to the Avenger compound. She crawled off the platform and stood up slowly, her breath finally coming back. It was empty in the room and deathly quiet. Leaning against a column, she yelled out to FRIDAY. "Call Clint Barton." There was a response that the call declined. "Of course."

Natasha made her way slowly through the building and found her room. It was strangely packed up and dusty. Thinking that was odd, she opened boxes and changed. She needed to find Clint and the others. "FRIDAY, what is the location of Clint Barton?" A town name was read out. Natasha took a car and headed in that direction. What happened?

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"I need sustenance before we go another round," Clint replied.

Her life had changed so much from what it used to be. Natasha was now living in the Midwest, Illinois, to be exact. Her house was only a few hours from an airport, the town small and very average just like Nat wanted. The only man in her life was the a a black and grey cat. She was liked well enough and participated in town events. It made her look normal, just as discussed.

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"Now, for a little magic," Clint grinned. "I'm going to make this paper turn back to white with a flick of my wrist and the magic word."

Natasha hadn't made the best choices when she was younger. She fell into a group of people that never really had her best interests in mind because she was new and the foreigner. So anything could be passed off on her being from another country.

When she got her life together, she thought she'd met someone good finally. After a year of dating, she found herself pregnant and then alone. With her water breaking during her college graduation, her life was set on a path that day. And when she welcomed her daughter Rosetta, her world turned into a tiny little figure in her arms.

Years passed and she worked with a company that worked with her needs of time off for the baby. Now that Rose was able to be in a daycare, Natasha was picky. After a week at this new place and Rose telling her all about Mr. B... she wanted to enroll her in for a few months. So she stood at the counter, waiting for the secretary to pull files and contracts for her.

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Clint had succumbed to sleep by then, very cozy as he was with Natasha snuggled up to him and Penny asleep on his chest.

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Natasha sat in the nursery in the middle of the night with the baby as she slept. It was so surreal for her that she got a second chance at this. She heard the familiar footfalls down the hallway and smiled. It was a miracle to get the baby down so quickly and if her work was ruined...

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"In that case, we will definitely have to take the opportunity to be extremely dramatic about telling them," Clint observed. "If you want to. Kate won't be eating with us tonight since it's Tuesday--she has a late class."

Hope jumped excitedly on her parents' bed, trying to wake them up.

"Merry Christmas! Santa came!"

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Natasha had faintly heard the sound of little feet enter their room before she felt the bed shake. A soft smile rose to her lips as she opened her eyes and chuckled. "Did he?" The joy in the young girls face was very apparent. "We should get up and check it out." Her eyes wandered over to the sleepy man next to her before she scooped Hope up into a hug. "Merry Christmas."

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"Yeah, it's amazing," Clint stated. "I'm very glad we came here to eat."

Natasha woke with a large gasp, sitting up. It felt like the wind was knocked out of her. Struggling to stand, she resorted to just hitting the button on her suit, being sent back to the Avenger compound. She crawled off the platform and stood up slowly, her breath finally coming back. It was empty in the room and deathly quiet. Leaning against a column, she yelled out to FRIDAY. "Call Clint Barton." There was a response that the call declined. "Of course."

Natasha made her way slowly through the building and found her room. It was strangely packed up and dusty. Thinking that was odd, she opened boxes and changed. She needed to find Clint and the others. "FRIDAY, what is the location of Clint Barton?" A town name was read out. Natasha took a car and headed in that direction. What happened?

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Clint chuckled and got up to put on pants before answering the door and getting their food, Lucky trailing behind him.

Her life had changed so much from what it used to be. Natasha was now living in the Midwest, Illinois, to be exact. Her house was only a few hours from an airport, the town small and very average just like Nat wanted. The only man in her life was the a a black and grey cat. She was liked well enough and participated in town events. It made her look normal, just as discussed.

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"Something small before dinner with your parents...did we even tell them you're pregnant again?"

Hope jumped excitedly on her parents' bed, trying to wake them up.

"Merry Christmas! Santa came!"

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Natasha had faintly heard the sound of little feet enter their room before she felt the bed shake. A soft smile rose to her lips as she opened her eyes and chuckled. "Did he?" The joy in the young girls face was very apparent. "We should get up and check it out." Her eyes wandered over to the sleepy man next to her before she scooped Hope up into a hug. "Merry Christmas."

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Clint was limp beneath her, having come exactly when he said he would.

"Was that the doorbell?"

Her life had changed so much from what it used to be. Natasha was now living in the Midwest, Illinois, to be exact. Her house was only a few hours from an airport, the town small and very average just like Nat wanted. The only man in her life was the a a black and grey cat. She was liked well enough and participated in town events. It made her look normal, just as discussed.

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Clint focused on his curry.

It was very, very good.

Natasha woke with a large gasp, sitting up. It felt like the wind was knocked out of her. Struggling to stand, she resorted to just hitting the button on her suit, being sent back to the Avenger compound. She crawled off the platform and stood up slowly, her breath finally coming back. It was empty in the room and deathly quiet. Leaning against a column, she yelled out to FRIDAY. "Call Clint Barton." There was a response that the call declined. "Of course."

Natasha made her way slowly through the building and found her room. It was strangely packed up and dusty. Thinking that was odd, she opened boxes and changed. She needed to find Clint and the others. "FRIDAY, what is the location of Clint Barton?" A town name was read out. Natasha took a car and headed in that direction. What happened?

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"I'm hanging on by sheer will," Clint groaned. "Another thrust and I'm gonna come."

Her life had changed so much from what it used to be. Natasha was now living in the Midwest, Illinois, to be exact. Her house was only a few hours from an airport, the town small and very average just like Nat wanted. The only man in her life was the a a black and grey cat. She was liked well enough and participated in town events. It made her look normal, just as discussed.

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"Hope needs a matching outfit, then," Clint grinned as he added the onesie to the cart. "Or even better, a Captain America outfit."

Hope jumped excitedly on her parents' bed, trying to wake them up.

"Merry Christmas! Santa came!"

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Natasha had faintly heard the sound of little feet enter their room before she felt the bed shake. A soft smile rose to her lips as she opened her eyes and chuckled. "Did he?" The joy in the young girls face was very apparent. "We should get up and check it out." Her eyes wandered over to the sleepy man next to her before she scooped Hope up into a hug. "Merry Christmas."

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Clint smiled.

"I'm committed if you are."

Natasha woke with a large gasp, sitting up. It felt like the wind was knocked out of her. Struggling to stand, she resorted to just hitting the button on her suit, being sent back to the Avenger compound. She crawled off the platform and stood up slowly, her breath finally coming back. It was empty in the room and deathly quiet. Leaning against a column, she yelled out to FRIDAY. "Call Clint Barton." There was a response that the call declined. "Of course."

Natasha made her way slowly through the building and found her room. It was strangely packed up and dusty. Thinking that was odd, she opened boxes and changed. She needed to find Clint and the others. "FRIDAY, what is the location of Clint Barton?" A town name was read out. Natasha took a car and headed in that direction. What happened?

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VALENTINE’S APPLICATION.

your name:

Romantic or platonic?:

A night in or dinner out or an activity?:

Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?:

What's your perfect date?:

Would you cook for me?:

Would you let me cook for you?:

Can we make-out?:

Make out in private or in public?:

Do you like to cuddle?:

Blankets or no blankets for cuddling?:

Couch or bed?:

What are at least 3 hobbies of yours?:

Tell me something about you no else knows:

Why do you want to be my valentine?:

What makes you a good Valentine?:

your name: Clint Barton

Romantic or platonic?: Romantic

A night in or dinner out or an activity?: a night in

Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: Ice cream

What's your perfect date?: April 25 spending time at the archery range to show off for a bit before a dinner in with pizza

Would you cook for me?: Absolutely

Would you let me cook for you?: Of course

Can we make-out?: YES

Make out in private or in public?: I'm good with either

Do you like to cuddle?: I love cuddling

Blankets or no blankets for cuddling?: Blankets in winter or if one of us is sick or injured, otherwise no blankets

Couch or bed?: Bed, better on the back

What are at least 3 hobbies of yours?: Archery, Crochet, Annoying Authority figures

Tell me something about you no else knows: I can sing all the songs from the Pirates of Penzance

Why do you want to be my valentine?: Because I think you're awesome

What makes you a good Valentine?: I can shoot a bulls eye blindfolded.

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Clint gripped her tightly as he bucked under her.

Her life had changed so much from what it used to be. Natasha was now living in the Midwest, Illinois, to be exact. Her house was only a few hours from an airport, the town small and very average just like Nat wanted. The only man in her life was the a a black and grey cat. She was liked well enough and participated in town events. It made her look normal, just as discussed.

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"Oh, god, there's an Iron Man onesie," Clint said instead of replying. "The arc reactor even lights up."

Hope jumped excitedly on her parents' bed, trying to wake them up.

"Merry Christmas! Santa came!"

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Natasha had faintly heard the sound of little feet enter their room before she felt the bed shake. A soft smile rose to her lips as she opened her eyes and chuckled. "Did he?" The joy in the young girls face was very apparent. "We should get up and check it out." Her eyes wandered over to the sleepy man next to her before she scooped Hope up into a hug. "Merry Christmas."