OOM

[hasthehighground]

Clint walks out of the building with Doctor Jan Li, walking together but not talking. He looks tired, but otherwise well -- he's healed up, so his gait is easy.

He spots Natasha about halfway down the sidewalk, and a smile curls in the corner of his mouth.

He turns to Dr. Li, who looks and spots Natasha as well. They exchange a few words, and shake hands.

Clint tucks his hands into his jeans as he gets closer, stopping a couple yards back.

"Hey."

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[redintheledger]

She's been waiting.

Turned up early, got out of the car to lean against it, and waited. She's been making a target of herself (freaking paparazzi), she knows, and probably it'd be more secure to wear a wig. Or at least straighten her hair.

Except Clint knows her first like this, so lacking intel on what they've done to him, the risk is worth it.

Then he's here, and it's a bit easier to breath.

"Hey you," Natasha says, with a faint smile. "Ready to go?"