Covert Affair | Natasha Romanoff

Chapter 49: Dad

An: If things don't make sense feel free to let me know. I don't really edit the chapters, but also I am so sleep deprived I don't know what make sense anymore.

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Right after Lily left, Jenna moved with a sense of urgency, her movements quick and purposeful as she gathered her belongings into a duffle bag.  As she rummaged through her dresser drawers, tossing clothes haphazardly into the bag, she couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at her stomach. She knew she was taking a risk, but she had made up her mind.

With a final glance around her room, Jenna's eyes fell upon her bed. It was unmade, the sheets rumpled from her restless sleep. With a sigh, she moved to straighten them, her hands smoothing out the wrinkles with practiced ease. But as she reached down to tuck the sheets under the mattress, her foot brushed against something hidden beneath the bed—a small cardboard box. Jenna crouched down to investigate, pulling the box out from its hiding place.

As she opened the lid, Jenna's breath caught in her throat. Inside the box lay a collection of journal entries, each one filled with memories of her time as a child in Hydra. The handwriting was unmistakably hers, the words a testament to the pain and suffering she had endured.

As Jenna flipped through the pages, her heart ached with each passing memory. She had spent years trying to bury the pain of her past, to forget the horrors she had witnessed and the things she had done. But now, she is staring down at her own words being reminded that she was always Hydra's property. Nick, Maria, and Natasha believed it. Maybe now it was her turn.

With a heavy heart, Jenna carefully tucked the journal entries back into the box, her fingers lingering on the worn edges of the pages. She knew what she had to do. Despite Jenna's anger and hurt, she couldn't ignore the fact that Natasha still had a mission to complete. As much as she wanted to lash out, to make Natasha feel the same pain she was feeling, Jenna knew that Natasha's mission was important to her. Natasha had something to prove to Fury, something she couldn't abandon. So, if it meant this much to Natasha,Jenna had to find the strength to swallow her own heartache and allow Natasha to continue her mission, even if it meant sacrificing a piece of herself in the process.

With a determined set to her jaw, Jenna made her way to the tower, the box tucked securely under her arm. The ride up to Natasha's floor felt endless, each passing second filled with anticipation and uncertainty.

When the elevator doors finally slid open, Jenna stepped out into the corridor, her heart pounding in her chest. She made her way to Natasha's room, her footsteps echoing in the quiet hallway.  She was lost in her thoughts now standing outside the door, she didn't notice Wanda approaching "You know how a door works, right?" Wanda joked lightly, a small smile playing on her lips as she stopped beside Jenna.

Jenna looked up, startled by Wanda's sudden appearance. "I know," she replied, managing a weak smile in return. But Wanda caught sight of the tear stains on Jenna's cheeks, and her smile faltered. She knew immediately that something was wrong, and her gaze softened with concern.

"She isn't in there, if you were wondering," Wanda said gently, her voice filled with understanding. "I saw her in the gym."

Jenna's breath caught in her throat at Wanda's words, a mixture of relief and sorrow flooding through her. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. She placed the box down turned on her heel and hurried away, her footsteps echoing in the empty hallway.

Jenna hurried through the corridors of the Avengers Tower, she made her way to Tony's lab, the familiar sound of machinery humming in the air. She pushed open the door and stepped inside, her heart pounding in her chest.