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━︎━︎━︎━︎𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 seeing her father in handcuffs after all these years brought relief to Olivia. She tossed her duffel bag in the trunk of the car before climbing inside, Allison already waiting for her. They drove away from the hotel, driving across multiple state lines until they were back where they started, where the jet T'Challa had given them was located. The two sisters climbed out, staring at the untouched jet.

     "Well, I guess I better get this thing back to Wakanda." Allison breathed, getting her bag from the car.

     "Do you want me to meet you there?" Olivia asked.

     Allison adjusted the bag on her shoulder, staring at the jet before a faint smile fell on her lips. "No, I think I'm gonna stay there for a while." Olivia quirked a brow in silent question. "I want to be there when Bucky wakes up. Plus, I'll be safe there. And maybe, if they can get HYDRA out of Bucky's head, maybe they can do the same for me."

     "You sure?" Olivia softly question. Allison nodded. She walked up to her older sister, pulling her into a hug. "I'm gonna see you soon, okay?"

     "I hope not." Allison answered. She pulled away from the hug. "No offense sis, but every time I see you there's always trouble that's soon to follow. I'd like at least a years worth of not having to look over my shoulder every five seconds."

     Olivia softly chuckled. "That's fair."

     Allison placed a hand on her shoulder. "Go see your girls, Liv. I'll be okay."

     "You'll call me if you need anything, right?"

     "I will, but I won't need anything."

     Olivia sent her amused smile before stepping back, stuffing her hands in her pockets and watching as Allison climbed into the jet and took off. Olivia softly sighed before climbing into her car and driving away. Her phone began ringing and she blindly grabbed it and answered. "Hello?"

     "Hey, Liv."

     Olivia's entire body relaxed, a breath of relief falling from her lips. "Nat. Are you okay? I haven't heard from you in weeks."

     "Just tying up some loose ends," Natasha answered.

     Olivia softly laughed. "What, did your past come back to haunt you too?"

     "Actually, yes."

     Olivia pursed her lips. "I see we have a lot to catch each other up on."

     Natasha released a breath. "Yeah, you could say that. Where are you?"

     "I'm heading to Clint's to pick up the girls."

     "Don't." Natasha warned. Olivia furrowed her brows. "Ross knows they're there. Clint said he's been watching the place, trying to wait for one of us to come get them."

     "Natasha, I can't just leave them there."

     "They're safe," Natasha assured. "I know you want to see them, I do too. But we need to play this safe, Liv. They haven't done anything wrong so Ross won't take them."

     "Then where am I supposed to go?"

     "There's a plane ticket waiting for you. I'll meet you on the other side."

     Olivia nodded. "Alright. What's the location?"

     Olivia found the plane ticket Natasha had hidden for her before getting on the plane and landing in Europe. She stepped out, walking outside and looking around. Her eyes narrowed on a black car with tinted windows. She glanced around before making her way to it, opening the door and getting inside. She turned her head and was shocked. "Your hair!"

     Natasha chuckled. "Thought a change would be nice. Do you like it?"

     Olivia nodded. "A lot. I like it a lot." She smiled. "I've missed you so much."

     "I've missed you too." She leaned towards her and Olivia met her halfway, pressing a kiss to her lips. Both women relished it, having missed seeing each other. Reluctantly, Natasha pulled away. "Come on, there's some people waiting for you." Olivia furrowed her brows but didn't question it. She drove to a remote location, pulling up and getting out. She held out a hand and Olivia smiled before taking it. They walked inside the building and Natasha knocked a pattern on the door before it opened.

     The two walked inside and a wide smile spread to Olivia's lips. "Steve!" She threw her arms around him and Steve chuckled, tightly hugging her back. "Oh, it's so good to see familiar faces." She turned her head and smiled when she saw Sam walk into the room. "Sam." She walked over to him and gave him a hug as well.

     "How you been, Liv."

     "I've been better."

     "We're headed out in the morning," Steve explained. "Get some rest." The two men walked out and Olivia collapsed on the bed, groaning as she let her muscles relaxed.

     Natasha softly chuckled, sitting on the edge of the bed. "So, do you want to start or should I?"

     Olivia sat up, resting her back against the bedframe. "I suppose I can. Allison and I found out our father was alive. We hunted him down. He's still the same sick bastard as he was when I was a kid, but he got what was coming to him. I wanted to kill him. I should have. But that's what he wanted and I refuse to give that bastard anything. So instead he's going to be rotting in prison for the rest of his life. Oh, and turns out, he killed my mother who had left with the intent of coming back to save me. So, turns out she wasn't a complete monster." Natasha rose a brow. "Still a horrible person. But a lesser of two evils. You?"

     "Turns out the Red Room wasn't destroyed." Natasha answered. Olivia froze. "That bastard was still alive, his daughter too. He's dead now. But you weren't the only one that had a family reunion." A sad smile pulled to her lips. "I saw my sister again, Yelena. As well as Alexei and Melina, my parents for all intents and purposes. Turns out my real mother was killed because she kept trying to find me."

     "Geez, Nat, I'm so sorry." Olivia grabbed her hand and interlaced their fingers.

     "Yeah." Natasha was quick to change the subject. "Wanda's with Vision in Scotland. We made a deal and she's supposed to check in every so often so that we know she's okay."

     Olivia nodded. "When's the last time she checked in?"

     "That's the thing. It's been a while. After we leave here, we're gonna stay somewhere else for a few days and if we don't hear anything back then we're going to go check on her."

     "Alright." Olivia laid down and closed her eyes. A hum fell from her lips as she reached for Natasha. Natasha laid down beside her, turning to face her. "Let's not worry for now. I just want a nice peaceful night with my girlfriend."

     Natasha gave her a small smile and nodded. "I think we can mange that."

     Olivia moved slightly closer, giving her a peck on the lips. Her eyes opened and she looked at Natasha. She stared at the woman in front of her with so much love and adoration in her eyes. It had been an awful few months not having Natasha at her side and if she was being honest, she never wanted to go that long without seeing her ever again. Feeling eyes on her, Natasha opened her eyes and looked at Olivia. She stared at her in amusement. "What is it?"

     Olivia shook her head, placing a hand on Natasha's cheek and rubbing her thumb across it. "I just love you so much."

     Natasha smiled. "I love you too."

     Olivia continued to stare at her before softly saying, "Will you marry me?"

     Natasha's eyes widened in surprise. "What?" She chuckled. "Liv, you're joking." When she realized Olivia was being completely serious, her amusement fell. "You're serious."

     Olivia nodded. "I love you, Nat. More than even words can explain. I need you in my life. I'll never love anyone ever again if it's not you. Not now, not ever. So, will you marry me?"

     "Liv. . ." It was a big step and they both knew that, but Natasha couldn't help but feel the same. She's never expected to fall in love, and now she had an amazing girlfriend and two daughters all of which she loved with everything she had and she would do anything for them. So, finally, a smile pulled to her lips and she nodded. "I will."

     Olivia smiled in content. "I'd give you a ring, but uh, I don't really have one on me."

     Natasha chuckled. "I don't need a ring to prove that I love you and vice versa."

     Olivia's smile widened before she gave her a long, loving kiss. She pulled away and then sat up. "I have to tell Steve. I have to call Clint."

     "Woah, slow down." Natasha laughed, pulling her back down. "You can tell them later. Right now, you're not leaving this bed."

     Olivia rose her brows as a small laugh escaped her lips. "Yes ma'am." She leaned forwards and kissed her now fiancé passionately and she could only smile when Natasha kissed her back with the same force.