Drabbletag 7 - MCU: Natasha/Sharon - safe house
Title: Safe House
Author: Swan_Secrets
Prompt: Safe House
Fandom: MCU
Pairings: Natasha/Sharon
Rating: G
Word count: 250
Spoilers: For Captain America: Civil War.
Sharon went up the stairs as quietly as she could, sacrificing speed for caution.
She was exhausted.
A week and a half of hopping from country to country had brought her here.
The apartment was on the third floor of a building a couple of miles from Manchester, England. It was one of Peggy’s secret safe houses. Even to the end she had been prepared for unexpected disasters or betrayals.
She used the key she'd picked up from a safety deposit box in Switzerland to unlock the door. She punched in the code to disable the alarm. Sharon closed the door and leaned against it.
She let out a long sigh.
The moment she stepped into the living room she knew something was wrong. She put her hand on the gun tucked into her jeans at the small of her back.
The light clicked on.
Sharon drew her weapon and pointed at the figure who had been crouched behind a chair.
For a few heartbeats Natasha and Sharon held their guns on each other.
"How did you get in here, how the hell did you even find this place?"
Natasha shrugged. "Peggy was good. So am I."
"What now?" Sharon kept her hand steady, the idea of shooting Natasha was abhorrent but if it came to it she would do it.
"That depends."
"On?"
"Do you still love me?"
"Yes," Sharon answered without hesitation.
Natasha lowered her weapon. "Then let's figure out how we're going to get through the this."
Author: Swan_Secrets
Prompt: Safe House
Fandom: MCU
Pairings: Natasha/Sharon
Rating: G
Word count: 250
Spoilers: For Captain America: Civil War.
Sharon went up the stairs as quietly as she could, sacrificing speed for caution.
She was exhausted.
A week and a half of hopping from country to country had brought her here.
The apartment was on the third floor of a building a couple of miles from Manchester, England. It was one of Peggy’s secret safe houses. Even to the end she had been prepared for unexpected disasters or betrayals.
She used the key she'd picked up from a safety deposit box in Switzerland to unlock the door. She punched in the code to disable the alarm. Sharon closed the door and leaned against it.
She let out a long sigh.
The moment she stepped into the living room she knew something was wrong. She put her hand on the gun tucked into her jeans at the small of her back.
The light clicked on.
Sharon drew her weapon and pointed at the figure who had been crouched behind a chair.
For a few heartbeats Natasha and Sharon held their guns on each other.
"How did you get in here, how the hell did you even find this place?"
Natasha shrugged. "Peggy was good. So am I."
"What now?" Sharon kept her hand steady, the idea of shooting Natasha was abhorrent but if it came to it she would do it.
"That depends."
"On?"
"Do you still love me?"
"Yes," Sharon answered without hesitation.
Natasha lowered her weapon. "Then let's figure out how we're going to get through the this."