I continue to stare at The Black Widow as I let her stand up. This girl is more deranged than Steve! She stands, turns to me and swings her arm and connects with my face. I stumble backwards as Steve grabs Natasha and I clutch my face. "Now we're even" she says shaking off Steve's arms and extending her hand. I was tempted to blast her, but I assumed that she would only find a time to punch me again and it would be a lot harder the second time around. So I cautiously extend my hand and shake hers.

"So I told you who I am, how about you tell me who you are" she asks with a raised eyebrow. Steve however, interrupts by response, "She'll give you a back story in the car, but um right now we're on the run from SHIELD and we need to find a public place to get the info off this USB" he says as he walks out of the room we were in and starts down the hall. "You like malls?" Natasha asks as she smirks at me and follows the Captain. What kind of question is that? I'm a woman of course I like malls! Even tomboys slightly enjoy them. It's in our DNA, probably not but... I don't finish my thought because Natasha peeks back into the room and motions for me to follow her.

The three of us exit the hospital and find our "borrowed" car. We all get in, me in the back, because apparently Natasha likes shot gun very much and Steve is driving. "So time for the name game Goldie" Natasha says as she turns in her seat, "That's dangerous you know, you should always face the front when in a car" I respond, annoyed by the new nickname. Natasha just glares at me and I know that if I don't answer she's going to reach back and choke me. "Dahlia, Dahlia Austin and yes I am from England" I say.

She just smiles and turns back to the front, "For safety reasons I will turn to the front to ask my next questions" I chuckle at her use of my safety tip, "Ask away Gingy" I say referring to her hair colour. She glares at me again, but through the rear view mirror. "What part of England you from?" she begins, starting out with the simple questions, she's going to find out eventually, so I'll just blab. "I was born in Glasgow and lived there until I was 18 and I moved to London because I was accepted into Harvard, yes I am a smarty pants. I graduated with a masters in computer sciences and then I hacked into the British government because there were corrupt politicians embezzling from the monarchy. I got arrested, put into federal prison and escaped by shutting down the security next work using the computer chip from a burner phone and opening the doors with my power. So ya my life story. Oh and my stepfather died when I was 12 and he worked for SHIELD and loved Captain America." I rush and by the time I'm finished I'm completely out of breath.

I glance into the rear view mirror to see both Natasha and Steve wide eyed with shock. Well the Captain knew 90% of it except for the how I escaped part. "You went to Harvard?" is all that comes out of Natasha's mouth. I roll my eyes, really out of everything I just vented, going to Harvard is all I get. Usually people ask where is Glasgow? Or you have superpowers? Or you're an escaped convict? But no, never have I gotten, You went to Harvard?

I place my head in my palms as the two keeping staring at me, "Do you want me to drive or what? I thought we had a ghost to find?" I say, muffled from under my hands. I hear the engine start and I feel us begin to more at a fast pace. "So Dahlia, it's a flower right?" Natasha asks trying to make small talk, I nod from my seat in the back and notice my hands are shaking again.

Natasha stops trying to make small talk, which I greatly appreciate as it is extremely awkward. We simply sit in silence until we get to the most public place you can get, a mall.

Like we've done at the last place we went, we park two blocks away so we stay out of sight and the cameras in the area can't spot what car we're driving. Steve parks the car and him and Natasha get out. "Whoa, where are you two going without me?" I say as I scramble out of the car. They don't want me coming in, meanies. Steve sighs and turns back to me, "This requires spy skills, and we can't be seen altogether. We need to hack this drive quickly" he says, beginning to walk away again. "That's why I should go. Who here has masters in computer science from Harvard? Oh ya me!" I state matter-a-factly and cross my arms. "Well we don't have a com link to communicate, so if you do need any help then I can't help you!" Natasha says, raising her voice. Steve just kind of stands there as we argue, not having much say in the matter.

"If a com link is what you need, give two minutes" I say and go back into the car. This is something my stepfather taught me when I was little. You can make just about anything out of car parts. Luckily this car was a newer model, so in less than two minutes I had taken apart the radio and had created two com links, a little clunky but functional. "Here" I say handing the com link to Natasha and then throwing her the keys.

Steve and I walk into the mall, I grab the com link out of my pocket and place it in my ear. "Natasha, you there?" I ask glancing over at Steve. I hear dead air and then a small little buzz and her voice, "Yes, this thing actually works" she says, surprise evident in her voice. I chuckle and she starts giving me orders, "Now make sure you're walking, when you run or move too quickly you look out of place, you have to stay hidden". I roll my eyes, maybe I should've been the voice in her ear. "Ok where you need to go now is an Apple Store or anywhere they have free use of unmarked electronics" I nod and grab Steve's arm as I walk towards an Apple Store across the way.

We step inside and head towards an unoccupied computer. "The drive has a level 6 homing program so as soon as you boot up SHIELD will know where you are and they'll come for us. So nine minutes from whenever you plug it in" Natasha says from the other end, she seems relaxed, I'm not at all. My hands are clammy and my face is hot, so what do I do? I plug in the USB that could ultimately lead to our capture. "So nine minutes from now" I say and my fingers start strumming the keys.

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