Avengers are getting divorced. Each of them is located in different places around the world.
Some of them free, some wanted, others already caught.
Black Widow and her only daughter are placed in Norway. Natasha wants to keep her little girl away fr...
They entered a building which had a long spiral stairs and an elevator which indicated that it had several floors.
Elle looked up how long were these stairs.
"Elevator?" Natasha smirked and squeezed girl's hand to get her attention.
"Definitely." Elle answered and she pulled her mother towards the elevator.
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The elevator was quite small but sufficient for two people. It looked old, something was written in felt-tip pens on the walls and the mirror was scratched.
Disgusting.
Elle finally let go of Natasha's hand and looked at herself in the mirror while she tried to fix her hair.
"I look-"
"Beautiful." Natasha cut her off and smiled.
"I wanted to say I look terrible, but beautiful sounds great too. Thanks mom." Elle smirked.
Natasha put her arm around Elle.
The elevator door finally opened.
"Alright, it seems like we're here." Woman sighed and left the elevator with girl.
Elle still didn't know where they were and why, but she didn't ask questions, because she knew her mother wouldn't answer them anyway.
"Hold on sweetie."
Natasha let go Elle's hand, bent down and opened the old fireplace. She took out of there a bag in which was a gun.
"Seriously? Do you have your cubby holes with guns even in Budapest?" Elle crossed arms playfully and raised her eyebrow.
"Don't say you're surprised." Natasha smirked and loaded the weapon.
"Actually - I'm not." Elle shrugged.
They went to the first door on the right. Natasha pulled out the key and tried to unlock the door.
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