Natasha was just waking up because her son decided that sleeping was something he just didn't want to do. She picked up Nick and headed for the kitchen. At the top of the stairs she froze. There was someone else in the place.
Natasha couldn't see them, but she knew someone else was in her home. Natasha grabbed the closest hidden gun and made her way downstairs. Nick on her hip and a gun in her other hand she carefully made her way through the penthouse.
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