Written for the Be Compromised 2015 Secret Santa. Some minor editing and cleanup has occurred. (Why does it always take me so long to spot the typos?) Prompt: Summary/Prompt Used: 1) Tell me about their safe houses, bolt-holes, private off-the-grid sanctuaries, what have you, that they both still keep around the world. Where are they, exactly? How long have they known each other b

For jacedesbff's prompt: World War II AU – I particularly like when they meet (or met) during the war and are reunited at the end of it. In occupied Paris, a story of spies.

A mission gone wrong leaves Clint and Natasha stranded in the desert. A story of polka, tater tots, and camel-flavored water.

Sabetha and Nazca having fun with girlish things, like buying shoes, and gossiping, and perhaps a little light plotting. The title is from Venetian poet Veronica Franco: I drew courage from the risk I'd avoided, though a woman, born to milder tasks; and, blade in hand, I learned warrior's skills, so that, by handling weapons, I learned that women by na

Clint asks an old friend for some assistance. There's a woman he needs to find, and it's going to be tricky. Title from Stevie Ray Vaughan, "Life By the Drop." "Time's been between us, a means to an end God, it's good to be walking together my friend" Written for charmingalias4 in the Be-Compromised's Secret Santa 2013 exchange.

"She's not a friend, but she's a friend of a friend," Jenny had said. "It'll be fun, Javier, I'm sure it will be." And then Ryan had tossed in a crack about passing the time while Lanie wasn't talking to him, and before he knew it he had agreed to a blind date, which was strictly against the rules, but here he was anyway, in the middle of a meal that was going to break the budget f

Natasha and Bruce come to an understanding, of sorts. All it takes is some awkward conversations...and maybe a little something else. A direct sequel to I Know My Place (But It Don't Know Me), wherein a friendship turns to something more intimate.

Bruce and Natasha work out some issues by talking about Anne of Green Gables. Mostly. Title from Band of Skulls. Friendship. Moves into romance (explicit) with the sequel, Sour By The Minute (But You're Sweeter By The Hour)

Natasha isn't used to feeling infatuated. She's even less used to having other people notice it. A fluffy little story of girl talk, spies, and why Venice is for lovers (mention of Jane/Thor and Pepper/Bruce/Tony and potential Darcy/Steve sketched in very lightly in the background) Title from Koop Island Blues. "Hello, my love / I'm getting cold on this island"

Prompt from workerbee73: Clint, muscle cars, grease smudges

On that barren dustball known as Budapest, Firefly picks up an odd pair of passengers. Gen, but Clint/Natasha if you squint. But you don't have to squint hard.

Natasha makes an end, and finds a beginning. Can be read as gen or pre-relationship.

When a simple mission somehow goes awry, the Avengers are left to tend to a pair of tiny former SHIELD agents while they try to find a solution. Written for the Be Compromised 2012 Secret Santa.