Saving Natasha

PART 127: FREEDOM

NATASHAS POV

I was pulled out of the house and pushed into a car. The girls all giggled and chatted around me. Their laughter becoming contagious. Ava sat beside me and talked animatedly about her bizarre movie theory,

"I'm just saying! Like, it makes sense, Hans isn't the bad guy, I'm telling you, it's the magic troll dudes. Prince Hans was magically manipulated by the Trolls to betray Arendelle because they wanted Kristoff to marry into the royal family instead of Hans. In the first movie, Prince Hans wanted to kill Elsa, but when one of the guards has a crossbow aimed at her, he saved her. Why would he do that if he wanted her dead? The only explanation is that Prince Hans, the first time we see him, is a good guy, but somewhere in the course of the movie, the Trolls magically manipulated him into becoming a bad guy"

I smiled at her as she gestured wildly getting more and more enthusiastic. I laughed as she accidentaly whacked Addison in the face. Happy glanced back at us as we all erupted into giddy chatter and laughter.

He pulled up outside, well I don't know where we were, he turned around and Ava smiled and thanked him.

"I'll text you when were ready to be collected" he nodded and we all climbed out of the car.

I looked around the small street, trying to figure out why were here. Ava linked her arm through mine and Wanda appeared on the other side of me. They led me into a small shop and I looked around at the small parlour. Ava chuckled at my confusion as I started noticing the small sketches littering the walls. We were in a tattoo parlour. I smiled at Ava.

"You remembered"

"Of course I remembered" I kissed her forehead and she gave me a hug.

It was a few years ago, we had just finished a mission and were laying in the large field Happy told us to wait in. I rested my head on Avas stomach as we stared up at the bright blue sky and the fluffy clouds, while poppies blurred around our peripheral vision. Dancing and waving in the breeze, a scarlet mass. Ava was plaiting strands of my hair while I pulled up strands of grass and wrapped them around my fingers.

"Whats one thing you want to do in the future when you retire?" I buried my fingers in the grass, loving the cool felling and the earthy smell.

"Hmmm, I don't know, get a tattoo maybe. Yeah, I think I'll get a tattoo when I retire"

"Why don't you get one now?" The jet hovered in the distance, starting its steady decent.

"I don't have the time" I smiled and stood up, walking towards the jet, Ava racing to catch up.

"Ok how about a deal, when we retire, we'll both go get tattoos" I smirked down at her.

"Sure darling"

We all sat in the waiting room together in two little huddles looking through little folders jammed full of tattoo ideas. Most of them were cute little butterflies or flowers or hearts. Ava pointed out a little broken heart with a rose growing out of it.

"What about this one?"

"Uh...Its very...I'm-a-teenager-and-I'm-being-rebellious-because-my-mom-grounded-me" she looked at me for a second and then shrugged an ok. I sat quietly deciding instead to come up with my own idea. Pepper huffed and sat down beside me.

"This is a terrible idea" I smirked at her.

"I know mom" she laughed and than jumped out of her seat when Ava almost fell over nothing and crashed into an expensive looking fountain. I chuckled and waited for everyone else to decide if they were going to get a tattoo and if so, of what.