New Life

N: So what do we have to do tonight?

H: Drink? Get laid? Maybe both if we're lucky.

Hill said, laughing at Natasha as she took her bag to leave the apartment.

H: Are you sure you want to hang out?

N: Hill, for God's sake. Yeah! I'm free now. Stop asking me that.

H: You asked for the divorce?

N: No, but... I didn't even think about that, but we're not together anymore, I told you.

H: Oh, but did you make this very clear for him, right?

N: Not, exactly.

H: Natasha...

N: Oh my God, Hill, since when do you care?

H: I don't care, but the Natasha who changed a lot for Steve Rogers, wouldn't do that.

N: Well, I'm not that Natasha. And people don't change. Let's go.

Natasha walked out of the building.

H: But you've changed.

Hill whispered to herself while following Natasha.

They arrived in one of the crowded bars in the neighborhood.

N: Well...

H: Hm...

N: Yep.

They were both feeling weird when they saw the people inside the bar, most of them were women, and the men were quite normal. Most of them started to checking them up and down as soon as they entered the place.

H: Okay, we go straight to the bar and we'll drink until everyone here looks like Thor.

Natasha agreed and she and Hill went to the bar, and when they were about to order 2 drinks, the waiter served two margueritas for them.

H: We didn't ask for that.

- That's courtesy from those guys over there.

Hill and Natasha looked at the two guys. One of them was blond with brown eyes and the other was brunette with brown eyes. They both smiled at them.

Natasha and Hill looked at each other and raised their eyebrows and they made negative with theirs heads.

N: No.

H: No.

N: No. Very early yet for that...

H: Yes, very early. We just arrived, but let's not waste the drinks.

N: That would be a crime.

They kept the drinks, but they didn't sit with the guys.

After finishing those drinks, they asked for 2 more and they were just chatting about random things.

N: So that's why I haven't seen Fury so far?

H: Yes.

N: He cried when I got hurt?

H: Not exactly, but he got very emotional about your accident. We worked doubled and he practically babysat me and the agents closest to him.

N: Good to know that Fury has feelings, after all.

H: He loves you. Wait a minute, I'm going to the bathroom.

Hill jumped off the bench and walked to the bathroom. On the way to the bathroom, there were pool tables and billiards, full of men playing, as soon as Hill passed, they whistled and flirted with her, which didn't bother her at all, the problem was when one of them who was drunk decided to slap her butt.

Natasha watched the scene.

N: Oh, oh...

Natasha took a sip from the glass.

Hill stopped for a minute and didn't move her head. She sighed, and walked into the bathroom, while the idiot's friends greeted him by the stupid action.

While Hill was in the bathroom, one of the men who had offered them drink earlier, approached Natasha.

- Good night.

Natasha looked at the man and raised one eyebrow, completely serious and showing disinterest. Natasha averted her gaze and looked forward, taking another sip of the drink.

- I just want you to know that I noticed you.

N: You're not the only one, believe me.

- I'm sure of that. It would be impossible to not look at a woman like you.

N: Like me?

- Yes, you're beautiful.

N: Beautiful?

The guy nodded.

N: Just beautiful?

- Hm... You look smart.

Natasha rolled her eyes and faced the man again.

N: Really? And you say that based on the looks you gave to my tits or to my ass? Do you think I'm beautiful or hot?

- I think you're both.

Natasha laughed and the guy laughed along.

- Why don't you and your friend join us at the table?

N: I'll think about it.

The guy blinked and returned to his table, while Hill left the bathroom and decided to do exactly the same way as before and the same man who slapped her ass, stopped in front of her.

- You liked me, didn't you? You look like someone who likes to take a beating...

Hill glared at him and smiled wickedly, she grabbed the collar of his clothes and threw him against the pool table, then she took beer from one of the players' hands, broke at the table and pressed the sharp part into the balls of the guy, who began to sweat cold and look scared to Hill.

H: Did I say, by any chance, that you could touch me?

The guy shook his head.

H: I could just, let the women of this city feeling safer now if I cut your balls off...

Hill stuck the balls of the guy with the broken bottle, the guy closed his eyes and bit his lip, almost crying.

H: And you're quite right, I do like to take a good beating, from a real man in bed, but not with a pussy like you. You wouldn't be able to handle me.

Hill dropped the bottle and let go of the man and she went back to where Natasha was.

N: Well, you managed to stay 45 minutes without getting into a fight in a bar, I'm surprised. It's a record!

H: It was just self-defense. Let's order one more drink.

N: Actually, those guys invited us to sit with them.

H: Again?

N: They're not ugly.

Hill looked at them, clearly analyzing them.

H: Yeah, they're not, but the brunette is mine.

N: As usual...

Natasha and Hill got up and went to the men's table. They talked and drank with them for hours.

Natasha looked at the clock and at the bar door.

- Are you waiting for someone?

The blond man asked Natasha.

Natasha shook her head, then she seemed like she has took a fright. Hill looked at her worriedly.

H: What?

N: Did you hear that?

H: What?

N: It looks like someone is crying, a child crying.

Hill and the other two guys stared at Natasha, confused.

H: I think she had too much drink.

Everyone started to laugh.

- Well, if you want, I can take you home.

N: For mine or yours?

- Mine, if you allow me.

Natasha laughed and took another sip of the drink. She got up and the guy remained sit. The guy was kinda shocked, looking at Natasha, not believing this was going to happen.

N: Will you take me or not?

The guy stood up right away, and he was a bit scared now, because he didn't expect her to accept and she seems to be very intimidating.

N: But we will go to my home.

H: Hey, you have no home. You have just my home now.

N: That's right. Keys.

Natasha held out her hand to Hill. Hill stood up.

H: And if I want to go to my apartment, accompanied by this handsome gentleman here?

N: So, I think we're going to a motel.

H: Good idea.

Hill pulled her partner by the collar and practically dragged him out of the bar.

- So...

N: You have to pay the bill, Jon.

- Right, right... Of course, and... My name is Billy.

N: Ok, Brian...

- It's Billy... Never mind.

Billy opened his wallet and took out a bundle of bills and set it down on the table. He led Natasha to the sidewalk, he called a cab, and as they entered, there was an awkward silence inside the car.

Natasha looked at him and he looked away. Natasha noticed that his hands were shaking and he moved his legs nervously.

N: Is this your first time?

B: Huh? No, I've had sex with a lot of women.

N: Is this your first time with a woman like me?

B: No, I've dated pretty women like you too, but you have something that...

N: ...that makes you nervous?

Billy nodded and Natasha laughed, highly pleased by that.

N: Nice. I like that.

The taxi driver parked in front of the motel they asked for. Billy got out of the car and ran to Natasha's door, to open for her to come down, but Natasha didn't move to leave. She stared at the car seat, as if her mind was empty.

B: Natalie?

Natasha looked at Billy, she and Hill gave fake names so they wouldn't find them later. Natasha put one foot out of the car and paused to reflect again, when she decided to get out of the car, she again was startled and looked to the street.

B: What is it?

N: I'm listening to this crying child. Maybe I'm going crazy.

Natasha looked at Billy again.

N: I need to go.

B: What?

N: I'm sorry. I am too drunk.

B: You can't be on the street drunk like that.

N: I'm alright.

Natasha entered the cab again and closed the door.

- Where to, miss?

N: Hm...

- Miss? Are you okay?

Natasha wasn't okay, she was very drunk and she couldn't remind a place to go, she was a little bit dizzy so she said what came into her mind.

N: 5th avenue, 65.

The driver took her to the address informed.

- We're here.

N: Huh?

Natasha was confused, she didn't even know what place she had asked to go, in fact she didn't even know what she was doing in a cab anymore.

Natasha paid the driver, who started to get impatient, and got out of the car.

Natasha walked down the sidewalk and looked around, she rang the door bell of a building, the porter spotted her and opened the door.

- Good night, Mrs. Rogers.

N: Mrs. Rogers?

Natasha asked, while frowning, she entered the building and when she got into the elevator she began to regain her senses, but she didn't know where she was yet.

Natasha got off the elevator and knocked on the door of the apartment 4B. As it was already dawn, she had to knock several times until somebody opened the door.

When the door opened, the man who answered the door frowned, looking confused.

Steve: Natasha?

Natasha sighed and leaned her hand against the wall, staring at Steve.

S: What? What are you doing here?

Natasha also seemed extremely confused.

N: I don't know.

Natasha said, entering Steve's apartment and pushing him into the apartment, closing the door behind him.

**She went back to Steve, even without conscious. Maybe her subconcious still remembers. Who knows?**