Take me home : Natasha Romanoff x fem reader

Y/n's POV

A few weeks later life was pretty much the same except I had passed all the tests Steve and Tony had thrown at me, meaning I could go on missions. With the help of Wanda I had gained control of my powers and they had become much much stronger. Natasha had been training me everyday developing my physical combat skills and endurance. Tony called us to the meeting room and briefed us on my first mission. It was me, Wanda, Steve, Nat and Sam. "Tomorrow, you'll be going to Lagos in Nigeria. Rumlow and a few others are planning to steal a biological weapon from IFID. So basically you need to stop him. Girls you'll be undercover, Steve you will be positioned in a nearby building and Sam; you'll be our eyes from the skies. Well eyes from the rooftops." Everyone nodded in understanding. This mission was in disguise which was a shame because I was looking forward to wearing my new suit. It was gorgeous, a plum and charcoal grey leather suit, with knee length black boots and equipped with thigh halters.

The following morning me Wanda and Nat got changed into our disguises. Nat went full out in a trench coat and sunglasses, of course she did, it was Nat. Wanda was more casual wearing a khaki jacket and cap. I straightened my hair and wore a similar style outfit to Wanda, I was going to sit with her. We met the boys in the quinjet and set off. Once we got there we split up into position. The three of us girls took seats at the cafe, waiting for orders from Steve. Wanda casually stirred the sugar in her tea as Steve began to talk through the comms pieces. "Right What do you see?" Steve asked as Wanda looked around.

"Standard beat cops. Small station. Quiet street. It's a good target." We continued to subtly check the area.

"There's an ATM on the south corner. Which means?"

"Cameras." I cut in before Wanda got to answer. She jokingly glared at me.

"Those cross routes are one way." Steve continued.

"So compromised escape routes." Wanda replied.

"Means our guy doesnt care about being seen, he isn't afraid to make a mess on his way out." I glanced over my shoulder and Nat was looking down the street, sipping her coffee.

"You see that Range rover halfway up the block?" Steve asked

"The red one?" Wanda answered.

"It's cute." I commented, smiling at Wanda.

"It's also bullet proof, which means private security, which means more guns which means more headaches for somebody. Probably us." Nat spoke for the first time.

"You guys know we can move things with our mind right?" I said casually.

"Looking over your shoulder needs to become second nature." Nat reminded us. Sam spoke up next.

"Anybody ever tell you you're a little paranoid." He mocked.

"Not to my face, Why? Did you hear something?" Nat joked back.

"Eyes on target folks. This is the best lead we've had on Romlow in six months. I don't want to lose him." Steve said, bringing our focus back on the mission.

"If he sees us coming that won't be a problem, he kinda hates us." Sam laughed.

"Not me!" I laughed back. I heard a beeping horn down the street and I looked at Wanda, sharing a similar thought.

"Sam, see that garbage truck? Tack it." Steve ordered. We sat waiting for orders as Sam's drone flew towards the truck. Sam mumbled something about an x ray. I looked around at Nat and she smiled at me, I looked back to Wanda, sipping my coffee and trying not to blow my cover.

"That truck loaded for max weight and the driver's armed." Sam reported.

"It's a battering ram." Nat informed us.