Of course she had found him. She would have found him no matter where he had gone in the world and she would have done so without anyone else's help. As it were though, she had the help of the team. Tony, who was worried about his 'science brother' out there and alone. Steve, who worried about what could happen to Bruce when he was alone and Clint who just didn't like to see Natasha unhappy for any reason. The others help because they must have felt like they owed the rest of them.
Well, Fury had helped because he liked knowing where all the pawns were on the chess board but Natasha suspected his reasoning had some similarities to Clint's as well.
She still gave Bruce his space after he had been found though. She had watched him on different screens and from afar but she didn't approach him. He had been the one to leave her and so she was determined to make him reach out to her first. That, and deep down, she was scared he would turn away from her again.
Sitting in her apartment, she was chewing softly over her lip when she heard the knock on her door. She knew almost immediately that it was him standing on the other side of the door. She could feel him.
Despite the urge to run over to the door and to answer him, she made herself move slowly, carefully, off the couch and across the room. Standing there for a moment then, she took in a small breath before finally opening the door and coming face to face with him since the day he left on Tony's jet with the intention of hiding. From her.
Arching a brow, she offered a small smile that gave nothing away. It was a practiced smile that made her look effortlessly calm and maybe a tiny bit surprised even if she wasn't. "Hey, you."
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Well, Fury had helped because he liked knowing where all the pawns were on the chess board but Natasha suspected his reasoning had some similarities to Clint's as well.
She still gave Bruce his space after he had been found though. She had watched him on different screens and from afar but she didn't approach him. He had been the one to leave her and so she was determined to make him reach out to her first. That, and deep down, she was scared he would turn away from her again.
Sitting in her apartment, she was chewing softly over her lip when she heard the knock on her door. She knew almost immediately that it was him standing on the other side of the door. She could feel him.
Despite the urge to run over to the door and to answer him, she made herself move slowly, carefully, off the couch and across the room. Standing there for a moment then, she took in a small breath before finally opening the door and coming face to face with him since the day he left on Tony's jet with the intention of hiding. From her.
Arching a brow, she offered a small smile that gave nothing away. It was a practiced smile that made her look effortlessly calm and maybe a tiny bit surprised even if she wasn't. "Hey, you."