Thank everyone for reading! I don't have to much more written for this story, but am going to try writing some more soon.

I don't really have a solid plot line either, so it can go anywhere. Ideas are welcome, and I can try adding them in, but you never know. And Sadly I do

not own anyone of the recognizable characters.

Five months later

"Clear"

"That was fast Agent Romanoff"

"Ya, well I guess these goons weren't too smart."

"Pack up, A SHIELD cleaner team will be there shortly. Come on back, I'll see you in debrief in 10 hours." The directors voice came once again through her earpiece.

"Yes sir, I'll see you in debrief. But it may be a little longer than ten hours."

"Romanoff" Came the threatening voice.

"What?' came the innocent reply. 'I got the mission done in half the time it was supposed to take. I can't just blow my cover and leave early. Besides my plane doesn't leave till Saturday."

"ROM…." His threat was cut off as the ear bud went flying out the window and down into the coast of Hawaii's ocean.

"Finally, thats over." Natasha turned around as the voice came out of the shadows followed by a man in a bellhops attire. He had dark hair and a killer smile.

"It would have been faster if you'd helped."

"What? I was just the innocent man that was caught in the middle of a situation gone wrong. Besides, I like watching you fight." He finished. It was her turn to smirk.

"Good thing the cameras to this room are not functioning."

"Why are they not working, and how is that good?" He started across the room, stepping closer with every word.

"Well, first they went offline earlier when a stray bullet accidentally knocked them out. Before everything started. Furthermore it's good because it they are out otherwise, they would see me do this." Long last he made it across the room. As soon as he stepped into her space, she was in his arms and gave him a kiss, one which, he readily returned.

"So what are you going to do now." His low voice rumbled as they broke apart.

"Well, officially I'm going to head back to my apartment for a couple of days, pretending to still be here. My double, who is here for a wonderful vacation, will be a tourist for the remainder of the time."

"And unofficially?" He asked as they walked toward the front door.

"Unofficially, I am going to stay right here. Who are you today?"

"Lets see. Right Now I'm Anthony McFell, bellhop. And in ten minutes' he looked at his watch 'I will be John Dritz. If you can get away, go to the docs by the hotel. Number three." She smiled.

"Where are we going?"

"There is this beautiful little secluded hut in the middle of nowhere that somehow I seem to own. Well, for the next week anyway, then it is going to be sold to someone new because the owner is going to have a heart attack."

"What a pity."

"I will meet you at the hut, in a couple of hours, right after I give my testimony and have a little panic attack."

"I like that you met me this time, instead of one of our men."

"Ya,' he smiled.' Me too. ' Settle what you need to with SHIELD and I will wait for you at the hut." He started to get back into his closet, and resumed hiding as they heard the elevation ding and footsteps start approaching the door.

"Ya, we'll see about that. I will be waiting for you at the hut. Don't make me wait too long, or I might have to leave." With a sweet smile and a flip of her hair, she went sailing out the window.