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"Kate Bishop."
A discombobulated voice spoke as soon as Kate closed the apartment door behind her. The archer yelped and immediately launched her keys toward it, on the loft stairs.
There was a dull metallic sound followed by footsteps.
"That was good aim, Kate Bishop, a little higher and you would have taken an eye out, had it been anyone else, of course." Yelena Belova descended the stairs casually, two keys on a single split ring dangling from her fingers.
"Holy shit, Yelena." Kate exclaimed, hand clutching at her racing heart.
"I want your help on a mission. Your antiquated choice of weapons could be useful."
Kate had a slow grin spreading over her face, it was turning nearly feral.
"Whatever you need done with a bow or a sword, I'm your gal." she said, chest brimming with overconfidence.
"I just need you to cover me from above as i seduce a target for information on the location of a widow." Yelena said, calmly as if she was telling Kate what she had for lunch.
"What?" very intelligent Kate, good question.
"He is susceptible to pretty blondes. Susceptible to expensive drinks and over priced cigars. He is known to be talkative, too talkative when he is drinking and talking to pretty blondes." The pretty blonde explained after an eyeroll. "So I need you on a balcony ready to provide cover for me in case his bodyguards try to stop him from talking."
Kate was already nodding, her mind already making up an inventory of useful arrows and their arrangement in her quiver from smooth-sailing scenario to shit-has-hit-multiple-industrial-fans-and-now-the-room-is-dripping-in-shit scenario.
"Isn't that a little sketchy? I mean i know perfectly well how capable you are, but making yourself the bait is pretty sketchy." Kate wondered out loud.
"A thinking woman sleeps with monsters, Kate Bishop." Yelena speaks.
"Is that you coming out as a monster fucker?"
Kate sees a pillow sailing straight for her face, Yelena hasn't moved she swears, and yet the pillow kept approaching rapidly. She yelped and dodged clumsily.
"Rude. Touchy subject i guess." Kate huffed.
The next pillow hit her square in the face.
"Show me your formal wear Kate Bishop." Yelena demanded before Kate could say something else idiotic.
Kate huffed at the order but complied as she headed up to her closet to find her suits.
"Kate Bishop, why are all your pockets open? You know most tailored suits keep them sewed shut to maintain clean lines, yes?" Yelena asked, her hands fingering Kate's pockets on the jacket she had thrown over the couch.
"I need to put stuff in there, obviously." Kate rolled her eyes, as she held up two deep purple neck ties.
Yelena pulled out a snickers bar from the left side pocket and a packet of gummy bears from the right. She sighed as she picked the slightly darker tie for Kate.
"Finger food makes me hungry." The archer shrugged.
The blonde rolled her eyes.
The two separated to go get ready. Yelena in the downstairs bathroom and Kate in the upstairs one.
Kate had already hid her miniaturised bow and quiver in her suit, thank you pym particles and Clint for holding favours from retired avengers, and she was lounging on the couch as she waited for the assassin.
Ultimately Kate loaded up on a lot of tranq arrows and a few glue ones just in case.
She was checking the building's blueprint on her phone, Yelena sent it to her earlier and she had a few good positions pinned on it along with the exots and entrances and the unsecured windows.
When Yelena stepped out of the bathroom, Kate damn near swallowed her tongue. Yeah, she'd spill her deepest darkest secrets to Yelena too, sober even. Holy lethality this woman was gorgeous.
"Fuck, wow." Kate mumbled as she stared.
Yelena smirked. She adjusted one of her widows bites and then sauntered over to Kate. Yelena leaned down seductively and reached for Kate's face. The brunette was tongue tied and her face was as red Yelena's very low cut dress, as the assassin fixed a small earpiece to her right ear.
Yelena <borrowed> a fancy sports car to get them to the event, and when Kate squealed at the sight of it, she surprisingly let the archer drive. She regretted it nearly immediately, as the archer peeled out of the parking spot with a burnout and a maniacal giggle. Kate drove as chaotically as she did anything else. But hey, they made it there with plenty of time to get situated to their designated hot points.
Kate was leaning on the railing, palming a glass of fancy whiskey and sneakily munching on gummy bears from her inner breast pocket. Her eyes seemed uninterested but she was tracking Yelena's every move.
"Hey, uh, your guy noticed you." Kate whispered, disguised it with a sip of ridiculously smooth single malt. This thing was dangerous.
"Oh, I know. But, I'm harder to get than that." Yelena scoffed, her tone playful.
Yelena masterfully danced around her target and Kate watched as he kept drinking and leering at the gorgeous assassin. The poor fool, he was entirely tangled in the widow's web and he didn't even realise.
Yelena smoothly deposited herself on a stool at the bar and waited. Her target sidled up next to her and immediately bought her a drink. The creep had Kate's skin crawling as she listened to him hit on Yelena. His lack of tact was nauseating, but the blonde steered the conversation exactly where she wanted.
As his tongue got looser as he drunk, his body guards started closing in on him and the blonde. But Kate was quick and stealthily put them down woth her tranq arrows. Smooth sailing.
"Another one bites the dust-ah." Kate kept singing lowly. Momentarily forgetting that Yelena could hear her.
"Hawkeye." Yelena growled.
"Shit, my bad, i forgot. Sorry dude. I'll shut my face." Kate blushed as she apologised.
She quickly shot another bodyguard and kept an eye on all the downed ones.
Their little mission went off with out a hitch. Yelena got her information and Kate got the high off perfectly executed shots.
The two strolled out, Kate offered her arm to the gorgeous woman like a proper gentleman, it was perfect.
"Dude that was perfect!" the brunette grinned.
"Could have done without the soundtrack, but yes, you did good, Kate Bishop." Yelena said as she slid into the passenger seat, Kate holding her door open.
Kate shrugged with a grin.
They went back to the archer's apartment, toed off their shoes and ordered pizza as the brunette got rid of her tie.
"So, now what?" Kate asked as she struggled to snap a string of cheese.
"Now i go free the widow." she finished her slice and reached for another. "She was in my year, I know her methods well enough to estimate the mission duration. But all that is up in the air, as you say, until i have tracked her and mapped out her movements. I estimate 3 weeks. She's the last one. "
Kate nodded. She was used to Yelena coming spending the day with her and then disappearing for a while, only to repeat. Sometimes the assassin brought Fanny for Kate to dog sit.
"Cool, Cool. Awesome." the archer nodded.
They watched a movie and then Yelena stood to leave. Kate followed her to the window.
Unexpectedly, Yelena wrapped both fists in Kate's white collar and pulled her down.
The kiss was chaste and soft.
"Wait for me." she whispered as she pulled back.
Before she could turn to leave Kate caught her in another kiss. Her brain frozen but her body knew what it was doing.
Yelena smiled as she launched her grappling hook at the window ledge and elegantly jumped out.
Kate didn't know how she could just do that in her high heels. But Yelena was just that impressive.
Of course Kate would wait.