It had been six weeks since everything had gone terribly wrong and James had taken the wrong contract. The one that had started all of this. Natasha had seen him in the meantime, yes, and had spent a lot of time working on cleaning up behind him, trying to hold things together. The one thing that she was sure of that she had made sure she would never do was give up on him. And she wouldn't let him give up on himself, either.
Now, she and Steve had finally narrowed things down and tracked him, since it seemed he was finally staying in one place. At the moment, Natasha worked at the door of the safe house James was in, making sure there were no random security measures left. As the door opened, she turned her jade gaze towards Steve, then nodded to him and slipped inside. One way or another, it'd be finished tonight.