Homecoming

[iam_ironwoman]

Early in the morning of the day that Natasha was supposed to be back in the US, Toni got up with the sun, sucked down a few cups of coffee, and hit up her backdoor into SHIELD'S databases to see what airport the spy would be landing at. From there she had a three hour window, it turned out, to divert the driver that was sent for Natasha to the wrong terminal, pick out a casually adorable outfit and to select an appropriately sleek and black car from her collection.

She had an unhurried drive to the airport, found a rather ideal parking spot in the shade outside the terminal, and took her place by the side the car as the clock hit 8:35. Toni settled in sipping her mocha and holding up a little cardboard sign with 'Romanoff' written on it in big sketchy sharpie letters in her free hand as the morning's first flood of passengers emerged from the doors.

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[agent_romanoff]

Natasha didn't seem surprised. It was only a matter of time before Toni had that move down. Just means it's time to move onto something else. "Well done," she claps a little, "you can show me next time."

"Steve was introduced to instagram?" She's just going to assume that it's Toni's fault for that. She's not sure why Fury's new hat is office gossip, but whatever. Stranger things have happened.

"What kind of letter?" Depending on the assignment, a letter could mean one of two things. A goodbye...or a reminder to set something on his DVR.

[iam_ironwoman]

"That one is ALL on Darcy!" Toni said, throwing up her hands. "She showed Thor and Thor showed Steve and he got grouchy about the whole idea of faux antiquing."

She picked up her phone again and flicked through, digging up the page she was looking for and handing in to Natasha. Captain America has a twitter account now. Probably for the best that it's not yet confirmed as the real Cap.

Toni smirked.

"It was the kind of letter he felt was safe being left stuck to the fridge at the mansion with a magnet he got for free with some beer. So, you know, probably a love confession, last will and testament, something like that."

[agent_romanoff]

"Thor can use technology?" Natasha asks, a bemused look on her face.

She takes the phone and smiles fondly, reading through the tweets that she knew instantly were from Steve himself. That could only be a bad idea.

"I guess so," Natasha does sigh with relief, "I hope he left me his bow.

[iam_ironwoman]

"Apparently. Only touch screens though. Actual keyboards are a little lost on him still. He can totally do that iPhone whale thing though."

She takes the phone when Natasha hands it back and flicks over to her email.

"If he doesn't come back I'm spending what's left on his Starbucks card. It's what he would want."

[agent_romanoff]

Natasha made a mental note to self: don't give Thor her phone number. Clint spammed her with those whales for a week when everyone thought they were funny.

"Of course it is," maybe they should spend it anyway, he hardly uses it. "How thoughtful of you."