Budapest

Arriving in Budapest

"Budapest?!" Natalia said, shocked.
"Yup.. " Clint said, looking around.
"Well.. how do we get out of here?" Natalia asked.
"What do you mean? You said as far away as possible. Where would you rather be?" Clint asked.
"I don't know.." Natalia sighed, sitting down on a rock.
"Do you wanna go back to SHIELD?" Clint asked.
"No.." She answered back, fiddling with her fingers.
"They won't kill you.." Barton said, sitting down next to her.
"Yes, yes they will.. What were you sent to do?" She asked.
"K..kill you.." Clint stuttered.
"I thought so.." Natalia said, with a serious expression.
"Let's go," Clint said, changing the topic.
"Go where?" Natalia asked.
"To find somewhere to stay.." Clint replied. Natalia followed him into the city.
"Let's go into that hotel.." Clint said, pointing to the towering building. The two went inside, looking around.
"How may I help you?" The lady at the desk said.
"We need a room.."Clint said.
"Oh I see.. taking your wife out on a honeymoon? The lady said.
"Err.. yes!" Clint said, holding Natalia's hand. Natalia stared at him with disgust.
"Okay, got names?" The lady asked.
"Clint Barton and Nat-" Clint was interrupted.
"Natasha.. Natasha Romanoff," Natalia said, interrupting Clint.
"Okay.." The lady said, "Please Wait."
"Natasha Romanoff?" Barton asked her.
"The Red Room will find me.. I needed a fake name," she answered. Clint nodded, understanding.
"What about me? I didn't change my name.." Clint said, worried.
"They don't know your name.." Natalia, or Natasha, said.
"Oh yeah, so.. what is up with the Red Room anyway?" Barton asked. Natasha sighed.
"It's an infamous place where they get girls to teach them how to kill.." Natasha said, "I recently escaped and now they want to find me."
"So.." Barton said, "You don't want to kill anymore?"
"After all we have been through.." Natasha sighed, "No." Barton felt a smile spread across his face.
"What if it was for a good cause?" Barton asked. Natasha shrugged.
"I don't know.. haven't really thought about it.." Natasha stated.
"Excuse me, sir.. your room is ready!" The lady called from her desk. Clint and Natasha got up, getting the key. They took the elevator and walked into their room. Inside, there was a table, two beds, a TV, and chairs. Natasha sat on one of the beds, laying down.
"Tired?" Clint asked. Natasha looked at him and nodded.
"Same here, Natalia.." Clint said, as he sat on the bed.
"It's Natasha.." she answered back.
"I thought you use Natasha only in front of people.." Clint said.
"Natalia Alianova Romanovna reminds me too much about my past.."she said, "Just call me Natasha Romanoff."
"Or nickname... Nat?" Barton asked.
"Why not?" Natasha said. Natasha and Clint eventually fell asleep, waking up to the sound of birds chirping.