Babysitting a Superhero (Stark's daughter X Peter Parker)

48. What Now?

"Steve's not gonna stop," Natasha looked up at Tony. "If you don't either, Rhodey's gonna be the best-case scenario."

"You let them go, Nat," Tony said, disappointed.

"We played this wrong," she said.

"'We'?" Tony scoffed in disbelief. "Boy, it must be hard to shake the whole double agent thing, huh?" Natasha frowned in shock and disbelief. "It sticks in the DNA."

"Are you incapable of letting go of your ego for one goddamn second?"

Tony breathed in and looked back across the green field below them, "T'Challa told Ross what you did, so... they're coming for you."

"I'm not the one that needs to watch their back," she said, before walking away and back inside the building, leaving Tony alone with his thoughts, once again.

That was when he heard a loud beep from his watch.

Tony looked down and tapped his watch twice, causing a small hologram to appear from the watch and showed a photograph of a dead man.

"What am I looking at, FRIDAY?"

"Priority upload from Berlin Police."

Realisation dawned on him as he looked back up in front of him.

"Fire up the chopper."

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Amara watched her father and Nat talking on the balcony. She knew what Nat had done and she also knew that her dad was pissed. Amara was also pissed, but she wanted answers more than a screaming match.

When Natasha stormed back inside, Amara stood up and followed her through the hallways and corridors of the compound.

"Nat!" She said, but Natasha didn't stop. "Nat!"

When she carried on walking, Amara made a forcefield, stopping her from moving any further as Amara caught up with her.

"What the hell was that?!" Amara asked angrily. "First you betray the team, then you were gonna leave without even so much as a goodbye? I think after everything we've been through, I deserve an explanation, at the very least."

"You wouldn't understand, Amara," Natasha said.

"You don't know that, Natasha," Amara said.

"You know Steve. You know he's not gonna let up about this."

"So instead of trying, you just let them go, just to see what would happen?" Amara asked, spitefully.

"You don't understand, Amara. He's right. There are bigger things at play right now, okay? We are not the centre of this. Neither is Tony. Or Steve. Or even Bucky because it's not about us."

"Then who is it about?" Amara challenged.

"That's exactly what Steve is trying to figure out. And that's exactly why I didn't hold him back," Natasha said.

"Maybe you should have, because then we wouldn't be in this situation," Amara said.

"You're gonna blame me for what happened to Rhodey?" Natasha asked, but Amara could tell that she felt that way, herself.

Amara breathed in and sighed, deeply, "No, of course not. I don't know why I said that. I'm sorry. I know it's not your fault. But it is your fault that Barnes isn't in our custody, right now."

"And it's also because of me that Steve isn't either. I know him. He's not a criminal, Amara."

"Neither are we. " Amara scrunched up her face. "God, Natasha! You could not have picked a worse time to realise you're in love with Steve Rogers.