Elena ran down the street beside her sisters. Instead of sitting on the couch with her girlfriend she was running, running down a street in Budapest.
"Which one's yours?" Natasha asked, "Black. Brown seat."
Yelena reached for her keys, meanwhile Ellie was very busy being out of breath. "I need to do more cardio."
"Where are my keys." Natasha tossed them in the air sliding on to the bike and catching them again. "сука" (Translation: bitch)
A car literally went flying through the air past them, "Any day now, you two."
They both got on the motorbike, Natasha taking off. Moving very quickly due to the literal tank driving behind them.
"This. Is. terrifying!" Ellie yelped holding on to Yelena for dear life, just after they came within inches of crashing into a van.
They swerved head on to traffic cars beeping at them in true annoyance.
"ohmygod we're going on to crash!" Elena exclaimed as hike hit a half wall and they were all ejected off of it into the road.
Yelena lifted her gun pointing it at a guy who got out of his car to help them, as Natasha helped Ellie to her feet. "I'm totally fine,"
"You can't just steal a guy's car." Natasha stated, "She can and she did, get in, before we die."
Natasha pressed the car into reverse hitting the car behind them, "Ok, anytime now."
"Shut up!"
Bullets rang out through the car shattering the back window, luckily Ellie was ducking.
"Okay. You gotta a plan or shall we just stay duck and cover?" Yelena asked.
"My plan was to drive us away." Natasha stated, "That's a shit plan."
"What a shitty plan," Yelena and Ellie spoke.
"I don't see either of you-" Natasha was cut off when Yelena grabbed the wheel spinning them around and kicking out her door. The door was ripped off it's hinges and took out the widows motorbike.
"You're welcome."
"The tank is back," Ellie noted pulling her seatbelt on.
"Oh shit, guys this isn't going to be good." She noted as the taskmaster stood up into view pulling out a bow.
"Put you're seatbelts on." Natasha instructed, "You're such a mom!" Yelena spoke, but followed instructions anyway.
The arrow whirred through the air underneath the car causing an explosion underneath of it. Elena's head knocked around a bit as the car flipped around.
Natasha crawled out of the car pulling Ellie and Yelena out after her. "Natasha, no. I think I'm bleeding."
"No! Not now trust me." Natasha stopped Yelena from tending to her wound.
"I think I cracked a rib, it hurts like hell to breath." Ellie muttered, leaning a bit on her sister.
They slid down the escalator, a metal shield skimming over top of them into a support beam. "Ok, we have to move faster."
"I have an idea," Natasha murmured, they got up into the vents, hiding away.
Yelena groaned in pain tightening the fabric around her arm.
"You ok?" Natasha asked, Yelena began sitting up, "Yeah. Great plan. I love the part where I almost bled to death."
"Are you sure you're ok?" Ellie asked, still holding her side in pain.
"Yeah. You?"
"I think so." Ellie shrugged, looking around at the hangman and tic tac toe games scratched into the sides of the vents.
"This is cozy." Yelena noted, "Barton and I spent two days hiding out up here."
"That must've been fun."
"So, do we have a plan from here...or?" Elena asked.
Neither of her sisters responded, "Who the hell is that guy?"
"Dreykov's special project. He can mimic anyone he's ever seen. It's like fighting a mirror. Dreykov only deploys him for top priority missions." Yelena explained.
"Woah, how?" Ellie questioned, "Sorry, now probably isn't the time to be curious, but like I teach first grade the weirdest thing I see is a child making up wild stories."
"This doesn't make any sense." Natasha shook her head.
"Well the truth rarely makes sense when you omit key details." Yelena said.
"Ok, stop being all passive aggressive and stuff and just out with it Yelena." Ellie sighed, and Yelena sent her a glare.
"You didn't mention one word about Dreykov's daughter." Yelena spoke, "You killed her."
Elena's eyes darted from Yelena to Natasha back to Yelena.
"I had to." Natasha exhaled, "I needed her to lead me to Dreykov."
"Dreykov's daughter was collateral damage. I needed her to be sure."
Elena leaned over to Natasha gently laying a hand on her shoulder.
"And here you are, not so sure." Yelena spoke, "I needed out."
Elena glanced down at the floor suddenly feeling guilty. She wasn't there...for either of them. Somehow, she got out, somehow she wasn't with them as everything awful was happening.
"I'm sorry..." Elena whispered and the tow other women looked toward her in question.
"What?" Yelena asked, and Natasha looked back to Elena for an answer.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what happened, how I ended out of everything and how you didn't. And I'm sorry. Cause the two of you... and I'm just sorry." She tapped her hand against her leg nervously.
"None of this is your fault, Ellie." Natasha breathed, "You getting out was the only good thing that came out of that day."
Elena nodded silently, "Come here," Natasha held out her arms and the brunette fell into her, "I missed you," she then reached her hand out to Yelena, "both of you."
"Ok," Elena swiped a tear away after a few moments, "The plan. We still need a plan."
"The plan was to just kind of go with it."
"Ohmygod," Ellie sighed, "I don't just go with it. I am actually incapable of just going with it. There is always a plan. At least the beginnings of one."
"Well, I guess we're making a plan...or the beginnings of one."
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Dollhouse; black widow¹✓
FanfictionDOLLHOUSE. In which Elena Reyes goes through the ups and downs of many unwanted adventures. Or In which Elena Reyes in reunited with her family.
