Faster than the rest

"Yea, see ya." Pietro said.

She gave him a quick mock salute before she left the room.

Pietro flipped her off as she headed to the door.

"I could always use your speed to run some errands but I figured your nephew is more in the wayward side of things so I’ll ask him," she shrugged, "I’ll talk to Luna and see what she thinks."

"Yeah," Pietro muttered, "you go ahead and do that."

"I shall," she said as she stood up, collecting her things, "I guess I’ll see you around."

"Yea, see ya." Pietro said.

"I could always use your speed to run some errands but I figured your nephew is more in the wayward side of things so I’ll ask him," she shrugged, "I’ll talk to Luna and see what she thinks."

"Yeah," Pietro muttered, "you go ahead and do that."

"Nothing will happen to her," she insisted, "I know she’s unhappy with Xavier, maybe this will give her something to do."

"Yeah well, let's hope for once you're not lying," Pietro snapped, standing, "anything else while you're here?" 

"You’re right, I don’t know anything, which is why I don’t have any problems with her sitting in a room watching me interrogate some ex Hydra agents,"  she snapped.

"You came here, but you really could care less about my opinion, do what you need to, but know I will come after you if she's hurt." Pietro said.

"Don’t pull the parenting card on me, I know what you did to her," Natasha muttered, "And believe me when I say that we don’t have any other option. When I can’t get through someone, I have to think of something else. She’s my last option whether you like it or not."

"I said I was a shit father, Nat, I'm not making any excuses." Pietro said, "I've been trying to repair that, what the hell do you know about parenthood anyway? I'll leave the decision to her." 

"I’m willing to negotiate the details of it, Pietro. I need her to get in their heads and that’s it. She’s about as close as I can get before I start grovelling to Xaiver," she said bitterly before rolling her eyes at him, "Oh, of course. I forgot."

"Nat, believe me when I say that I understand what you guys are trying to do, but she's my daughter. I know I'm not the best dad in the world, hell, I'm not even an alright dad, but I know when something is wrong and this screams wrong to me," Pietro said.

"Yeah well, your words not mine," she shrugged, "I haven’t even approach her yet, isn’t it considerable of me to come to you first?" she laughed cynically before raising an eyebrow at him at his threat, "Aren’t you the romantic?"

"Then fine I'm against it," Pietro said, "it's stupid and reckless." Giving her a sarcastic grin he said, "it is one of my more winning charms."

Exasperated, Natasha ran her fingers through her hair, “At least she isn’t 12.”

Pietro shook his head and laughed, "she could have been 8 and you would have still used her." Holding his hands up, Pietro said, "I'm not going to argue you, because if I know my daughter, she's already agreed to this,  and i know I can't talk her out of it." Looking over to where Nat sat, he said, "but I swear to god Natasha, if she is hurt in any way shape or form I will come after you, and I will kill you."

Natasha looked at him calmly, “I’m not going to let her in there by herself. I just need someone with a little more talent in seeing through people then I do for back up. That’s it. I wouldn’t do it if I had any other option, Pietro.”

"16, Natasha," Pietro said, looking at her with a glare. 

"Okay I'm trying to understand your line of thinking here. When is it okay to put an innocent 16 year old girl in the same room as some of the most powerful villains SHIELD ever locked away?" Pietro asked, trying to remain calm but loosing the battle. "I know you were trained since your youth Natasha but she is an innocent girl, you're exposing her to something she has never had to face."