She was fifteen as she walked in front of him down the dark hallway. Her pony tail swished as she walked and his eyes watched her back intently. He was god knows what age and he wanted her to stop kicking his ass when he went easy on her. They were being transferred to a new facility in Barbados and they had six soldiers at their twelve and their six. The sign said "Special experiment unit" and there was only two doors down it. One cell was already full, so they got the other. The two cots on either end of the room had a thin bed sheet and no pillow. When they got into the cell she asked, "What, no handcuffs?" He looked at her confusingly, "They don't hand cuff you so you don't run?" He shook his head and point at his arm with raised eyebrows. It then made sense and she let it go. "You talk more when you are hitting me." She was ambitious, the teenager knew they had something. She knew he was holding back his punches so she wouldn't get whipped at the end of the day for not being good enough. But she was, that's why she was the Black Widow. He sat on the edge of his make shift bed, his suit off but his pants.

"They aren't like the red room. They'll give you some freedoms but they are harsher. They don't see you as a child anymore." She kneeled in front of him and said, "What do you see? "He barely gives you a smile and says, "Some one who doesn't belong here."

"Neither do you." He shook his head. "You are very naïve."

"Would a naïve person do this?" She gives a light kiss against his lips, "You know in a week I have the possibility of not remembering you." He wraps his arms around her and looks up to her, god how could he forget the red headed beauty. "You won't." He stands up as he holds her and she wraps her legs around him and he kisses her. "We shouldn't be doing this." He mumbles to himself. "Why? Is it because I'm naïve or what?"

He shook his head, "We'll get caught, we'll get separated, and they'll make life a living hell." She looks at him and sighs loudly, "Then we'll keep it on the down low. Even when we are fighting and stop going easy on me. You won't hurt me I promise." He gives off a slight smirk, "I knew there was a reason I liked you."