Natasha/James
Okay, that got a laugh out of her and she gave him a little wink. "Keep talking like that and you just might get lucky, Mr. Barnes." She was only half-joking, whether he realized it or not. But then he took her up on it and she slid easily into his arms. Just like many years ago- like no time had passed.
Strange. She'd felt such a long time pushing this memory back. When she first saw James Barnes in those files- when she saw his face at the Smithsonian, she hadn't known what to do. At the time, he was on the run. And Steve was coping. Yes, she'd known the Soldier all those years ago. She had a suspicion as to why she hadn't been killed in Odessa, but never in her wildest dreams did she think he could ever remember. Not after the last time. She'd given up on the notion after Wakanda. He was free to live his life as James Barnes. He was free to start over. She hadn't wanted to dig up the past.
Little did she know.
And now it was all coming back. She was still cautious. She needed to determine what the consequences would be if they acted on this. And she needed to know what it would mean for her other family...
"Things always get more complicated when we're serious, don't they? We were serious about running away. We were serious about what we had. Look where that got us."