Dollhouse; black widow¹✓

Three.

"You just had to come to Budapest didn't you?" Natasha spoke, following Yelena.

"I came here because I thought you wouldn't." Yelena stated, "But since you're here what bullet does that?"

Natasha glanced behind her shoulder to the wall, "Not bullets, arrows."

"Ah, right." Yelena poured a shot of vodka, but Ellie snuck it right into her own hand, downing the shot.

"Hey! That was mine." Yelena whined.

"If you didn't think I'd come here, why'd you send me this?" Natasha set the vials and the photo strip down on the table.

"You brought it back here?" Yelena asked, slightly panicked.

"I'm not here trying to be your friend but you need to tell me what that is." Natasha stated.

"It's a synthetic gas." Yelena stated, continuing to walk away, Natasha and Elena following, "the counter agent to chemical subjugation."

"The gas immunizes the brain's neuropathways from external manipulation."

"Maybe in English next time?"

"это противоядие от контроля над разумом." (Translation: it's the antidote to mind control.)

"настоящая зрелая" (Translation: real mature.)

"контроль разума? мы говорим о реальном, буквальном контроле над разумом?" (Translation: Mind control? We're talking about real, literal mind control?) Ellie gaped.

"You speak Russian?" Natasha asked, and Elena nodded, "Yup. And Spanish, and German."

"Why don't you ask one of your super scientist friends? Tony Stark maybe?"

"Oh yeah, we're not really talking right now, so..." Natasha trailed off, "Great. Perfect timing."

"Where's an Avenger when you need one?" Yelena quipped.

"I don't wanna be here. And I didn't want to drag Ellie here either. But just as predicted you don't wanna listen. I'm on the run you could've gotten me killed." Natasha tossed Elena a leather jacket and a different shirt.

"Well, what was I supposed to do?" Yelena looked down feeling bad, "You're the only superhero person I know. That was the whole reason I sent it."

Natasha began changing pulling up her shirt revealing her bruised back.

"Oh my god, your back," Ellie breathed out, "Are you ok, Nat?"

"Yeah, it could be worse." Natasha shrugged, "Yeah, I don't wanna know because then I'll worry, and that is what I do best." Ellie spoke.

"You know I kept checking the news, exspecting to see 'Captain America bringing down the red room." Yelena spoke up.

Natasha exhaled sharply, "What are you talking about?" Ellie asked.

"What? Taking down the Red Room? What are you talking about?"

"The red room? Is that where we we're going all those years ago?" Ellie asked following Yelena.

"It's been gone for years. Dreykov's dead. I killed him."

"You don't actually believe that do you?" Yelena asked, looking at her older sister, "You really do believe that."