Chapter 4

*click* goes the gun

"When did you become fluent in Russian?"

---------------------------------------Outside Mrs. Matthers room---------------------------------------------

"Do you hear anything? Maybe smell something strange?" Whispered Clint

"It smells like a hotel." You answered *click*

"Wait that sounded like…"

"Like what (c/n)?" Asked Clint

"I think someone is loading a gun." You answered.

"How can you tell?"

"There is a distinct difference between the clicking of objects and the loading of a gun click. Especially when you have hearing like mine."

"From this floor you can see for miles. With good shooting skills and a rifle… (c/n) I think we need to make our presence known before it's too late. On three?" Asked Clint

"On three" You replied

"One"

"Two"

"Three!"

-----------------------------------------------15 minutes earlier-------------------------------------------

"I am fluent in Russian, German, English, and French. S.H.I.E.L.D. has been teaching me those languages for years. Well not including English because that's my first language." You told Clint. Then the employee turned back around with a book in his hands.

"Вот, это где мы держим номера комнаты и фамилии клиентов в них." He said well handing you the book.

"спасибо" You said.

"What is it?" Asked Clint

"He said this is a book containing room numbers and the last name of the people staying in the room. I said thank you in return." You told Clint. You then opened the book and pulled out the list of names your target had used in the past.

"There, room 293 on the 17th floor, last name Matthers. On the list you got from Fury didn't it say something Matthers?" Asked Clint

"Yes, Laura Matthers. Lets go." You said. You and Clint then ran to the elevator and punched the 17th floor. You got out and went down the hallway quietly counting the room numbers in your head. '283, 284, 285, 286, 287, 288, 289, 290, 291, 292, there 293.' You and Clint knelt down against the door trying not to make a sound. You put down the computer, Fury's list, and the hotel book next to you.

"(c/n) try to hear whatever might be going on the other side of the door." whispered Clint. A few minutes passed, 5 to be exact and it had taken you guys 10 minutes to get here so 15 minutes.

------------------------------------------------"Three!"--------------------------------------------------------------

Sure enough, leaning against the window was your target holding a sniper rifle in her hands. She heard Clint yell three and kick the door open she spinned around. Not wasting a second she fired the rifle at Clint who flew behind a sofa. You just stood still in the doorway you were impressed with her speed. You looked her over. She had auburn hair and green eyes, she looked just like the woman in the photo. She was wearing a black top and bottoms with a belt around her waist that had a red hourglass symbol. 'black widow I get it. it's just too bad I don't like spiders.' you thought. She directed her aim towards you. You stepped to the side out of sight thanks to the door frame.

"Is it to late to say we are room cleaning miss Matthers?" Clint asked.

"You certainly don't look like it." She replied.

"Oh good! You speak English, that will make this a whole lot easier." Clint said. Being in a hotel you knew you needed to do this silently. You quickly pulled a silencer off your belt and attached it to your pistol. You then quickly spun around from the door. That was a mistake. Black Widow fired and hit you  on your side. 'Thank you Tony' you said mentally.

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