Date: 2014-11-04 09:57 pm (UTC)
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The door shuts behind her and Natasha relaxes immediately. Her shoulders slump and she rests against the door, taking a deep breath.

Clint watches her and she knows he's worried but she doesn't say anything yet. She's tired and she can't entirely be bothered to comfort him just yet.

He walks over to her, putting his hands against her sides and tilting his head. "You okay?"

She just nods, offering a slight smile. "Yeah, I'm good."

He nods, pressing a kiss to her temple. "Okay."

Moving forward, she wraps her arms around him, pulling him close to her. "It's been a hell fo a day," she says quietly.

"Yeah," he agrees, putting hims arms around her. "Yeah it really has."

She sighs, relaxing a little more. "At least it's done."

"Yeah."

They don't say anything after that, just hold each other in the stillness of the farm, keeping each other close and offering silent comfort that the other clearly needs.
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