#winterircn

if there was one thing that nat always knew — given the area of work they’re in — is that she always had a home in the other. he had seen her at her absolute worst, even despite behind in the same boat himself. she’d never questioned their unabating loyalty to one another, this much giving her solace as she was currently perched outside of where he was staying, aware that the moment she enters the apartment that there would be an onslaught of questions she was supposed to have the answers to. tucking a crimson strand behind her ear, she navigates the narrow fire escape with ease, slipping in through the unlocked window with ease and into the apartment that at one time, they’d shared. she could hear footsteps nearing her location and notices two sets of nearly glowing eyes before her own gaze settles on that of her loves. she wasn’t sure how much time had exactly passed in her absence but she always found that no matter how long they were apart, every times she saw him was like the very first. 

teeth are sinking into her lesser lip in an attempt to stifle the grin that threatens to shape to her features. there’s a brief moment where nat’s thinking back to the ring box that had been occupying the top drawer of her nightstand for nearly a week now, though his words don’t lessen how much she wants to give it to him. it was nat’s way of symbolizing that despite all they’d been through, they found a way back to one another, and like this they’d stay. “you have all of me. forever and a day, james.” a gentle kiss is pressed to the dip in his collarbone before teeth are sinking into the flesh, a playful nip to follow. “you’re stuck with me.” 

there’s a slight smirk forming to her features, unable to take the other seriously. it’s something she’s picked up all these years, learning to shove away trauma and anything truly raw and real aside and opting for something that won’t pose any concern to others. but working alongside tony all these years had made that a bit difficult for the assassin. despite how hard she tried. “thank you, tony.” in the silence that settles between them, nat can feel her heart begin to race a bit. “good things come to those who wait, right?” a few beats pass before she’s lifting her shoulders in a shrug. “i’d say the same to you but you’re clearly a glutton for punishment. i don’t think we’ve gotten a chance to discuss this but — emma fucking frost?” 

from the very moment the news of the disappearances broke, they’ve been on the league’s radar. it was only a matter of time before disappearances of the same likeness began happening in their own backyard. the tricky part of it all was there was nary a trace left behind, or a pattern to these occurrences. neither the mutants taken, location of said disappearances, or any evidence left in their wake could point to a definitive source and it was then clear to the amazon that they would need all hands on deck. while she’d already spoken to richard about having the titans searching in their hometown, diana was working on outreach, hoping to join forces with any and everyone who might be able to aid in the search for those who’ve gone missing and get some answers in order to put a stop to it.