When the jet lands, everyone starts to pile out, walking onto the grassy field. By now I've taken down the spell.Thor, Steve, and Clint offer me a hand, but I shake my head 'no', staying at the very end of the line as we walk into the farm house.
" What is this place?", Thor asks.
" Safe house", Tony responds.
" Let's hope. Honey?I'm home", Clint says as Laura pops out from the kitchen, " Hi.Company. Sorry I didn't call ahead".
" Hey", Laura says, giving him a kiss then brings him into a hug.
" This is an agent of some kind", Tony says.
" Gentlemen, this is Laura", Clint says.
" I know all you're names", Laura waves.
" Ooh, incoming", He says as four-little footsteps pound on the hardwood floor.
" Dad!", Lila says, running to her dad and being scooped up in his arms.
" Hi, sweetheart! Hey, buddy!", Clint says, kissing Cooper on the head, " How are you guys doing?".
" These are smaller agents", Tony says.
" Did you bring Auntie Nat and Auntie Lo?", Lila asks.
" Why don't you hug her and find out?", Nat asks, picking up Lila and hugging her, looking over to me, but I just shake my head again.
" Sorry for barging in on you", Steve says.
" Yeah, we would have called ahead, but we were busy having no idea that you existed", Tony says.
" Yeah, well, Fury helped me set this up when I joined. He kept it off S.H.I.E.L.D.'s files. I'd like to keep it that way. I figure it's a good place to lay low", Clint says.
" How's little Natasha... or Lauren?", Nat asks.
"She's... Lawrence Nathaniel", Laura says.
" Traitor", Nat mutters to her belly.
"I'm sorry... I-I can't", I say, walking up the stairs of the house, finding the first empty room I can find and shut the door.
I lean my forehead on the door, balling my hands into fists and placing them on the door as well.
" Ergo", I mutter, my eyes flashing gold,causing the room to be transformed of an illusion of a dance studio and my catsuit to be changed into a black leotard with ballet shoes and my hair up in a bun.
I look at myself in the wall of mirror surrounding me and sigh, remembering all those times I practiced ballet in the Red Room.
" Cosa diavolo è successo a me? ( What the hell happened to me?)", I ask myself, look in the mirror.
I let out a deep breath, clearing my head of all thoughts.
I balance on the pointes of my toes, slowly raising my right leg up, grabbing onto my ankle from behind me and pulling, creating a perfect arch. I put my leg down, still balancing on my pointes as I spin around, resting my left foot on my right thigh.
"Statera", I say, my eyes flashing gold, causing a balance beam to appear, about 3 feet from the ground.
I teleport myself so I'm ontop of the beam. I bend backwards, placing my hands on the beam, creating yet another perfect arch. I kick my legs up so they're pointing towards the ceiling, using my strong arms to keep myself up. I spread my legs apart, creating a straight line between them, then lift one hand off the beam, now balancing on one hand.
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