The escapee - Marvel

Chapter 26 - "Romanoff or Rogers?"

"I don't know, he can be pretty oblivious sometimes" Natasha shrugged, "I'll bet on Clint"

"Okay well, I think Bucky will notice last for sure," Seven said confidently, "I never seem to talk to him" 

"Alright, Bet's on"

Twenty minutes later the team was mostly asleep, Steve and Tony had both fallen asleep a while ago and now Peter had dozed off, his head resting on Seven's shoulder. Natasha and Seven were both awake, Seven was exhausted but she really wanted to talk to her mom.

"Nat, can I ask you something?" She whispered suddenly, making Natasha jump a little from the sudden noise.

"Okay"

"Did you mind earlier?" She asked, picking at her fingernails nervously. Natasha didn't answer and Seven could tell she was confused. "uh, when I called you mom, I mean."

Natasha smiled to herself, "No actually, I liked it very much"

"Oh good" She sighed in relief, "I wanted to call you that ever since I found out but I didn't know if you would mind"

"Of course not Seven, I like it. It makes it all seem more real and official," She reassured the teenager. "Speaking of official, why don't we get your last name changed?"

Seven grinned, "Seven Romanoff, daughter of Natasha Romanoff"

"Yeah, sounds better than plain old Seven" She laughed to herself.

"So are we getting it changed to Seven Romanoff or Rodgers?" Seven asked, a playful tone in her voice

"Ohhh you have a thing for Steve?" She teased, nudging Seven's shoulder.

"No, but I think you do" Seven snorted and Natasha went red,

"I do not!" She shrieked, causing Steve to stir and wake up.

"Natasha? Are you alright?" He asked, obviously concerned

"Yeah, Steve I'm fine" She smiled at the blonde who smiled back before closing his eyes once more and drifted back to sleep.

"Natasha, are you alright?" Seven mimicked Steve's voice before bursting out laughing again, getting another elbow to the ribs from her mother. "Sounds like he has a thing for you too" 

"Really?" Natasha asked hopefully, making Seven raise an eyebrow.

"Don't have a thing for him my ass" She laughed

"I do NOT have a thing for Steve, can we drop this?" Natasha sighed heavily.

"Fine fine but I totally ship it" She muttered,

"Ship?"

"Oh god mom you really are old" She sighed, "You two are just as oblivious as each other, Romanogers is meant to be"

"I'm not even going to question what that means" Natasha shook her head, the plane falling into silence, the only faint noise being the engine whirring.  "I am NOT old, I'm thirty-two" She mumbled after a minute, obviously offended. 

Seven just smiled and let them fall into a comfortable silence once more, squeezing her moms' hand. 

By the time they landed back at the tower they were all exhausted, spending the whole day running between rooms in a burning building wasn't exactly easy. 

It was late afternoon when they stepped off the jet and the weather was cool, relieving them all from the scorching hot temperature of the building.