Nina Petrova, hidden sister of Natasha Romanoff and Yelena Belova. Another Widow in disguise, loses her sister Natasha in the fight with Thanos. Every day afterwards, Nina struggles to find herself carrying the guilt of her sister's death around.
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367 Days After
Nina's POV
"Yeah, I'm back at my apartment now." I tell Yelena over the phone, unlocking my door and kicking it shut behind me. I put my mail on the table, and start opening them up. I open the one from Clint's family first.
"I got the letters and pictures from the kids. Cute." I mention, and I smile flipping through new pictures of the kids that are now so grown up.
"They're getting so big." Yelena comments, and I smile.
"How was being in the country?" I tease, and my sister scoffs.
"Weirdly relaxing." She answers, and I put up the new pictures of the kids near my door.
"I told you." I comment, walking myself over to my fridge and grabbing a beer.
"They miss you, you know. Lila wouldn't stop asking for you." I sigh, and pop off the cap.
"I'll go visit them, I promise." I add, and Yelena chuckles.
"Yeah right. You haven't seen Clint or really anyone since Tony's funeral." Yelena mentions, and I roll my eyes.
"Actually, I ran into Steve Rogers." I blurt, and I smack my hand against my forehead.
"As in crush on Captain America, Steve Rogers in 2017?" I roll my eyes again, and give a small laugh.
"I think people only think of Captain America when Steve Rogers is mentioned." I sarcastically add, and I hear Yelena blow a raspberry on the line. "And I did not have a crush on him." I add.
"Oh yes you did. You kept staring at his ass at the party." Yelena argues, and I raise my brows, remembering at the fact that I was.
"I mean, he does have a nice ass." I comment.
"So tell me how you ran into your big crush." I roll my eyes, and take another swig of my beer.
"I was at the coffee shop by my apartment." I start, and I hear Yelena give a 'ou'.
"They have good coffee cake." Yelena mentions, and I nod.
"They really do. Anyways, I was getting my coffee, when I saw Steve walk in, and I bought his coffee, so he'd come up to me." I explain, and I hear her shuffle around.
"Then, I saw him again at the bar I've been going to." I add.
"Great, ask him out." Yelena tells me, and I almost choke on my beer, and sit up further on the couch, coughing.
"Hell no." I deny, and she laughs.
"Why not?" She asks, and I clear my throat from the beer I almost died from. There's been a lot of times I could have died, I'd be damned if I died from choking on beer.
