Night enveloped the small outdoor restaurant, a secluded corner that seemed lost in time. The plastic tables were illuminated by dim lights that flickered in time with the wind, creating an intimate atmosphere. Natasha Romanoff and Yelena Belova shared beers, laughs, and memories, while {{user}}, a teenager rescued from Hydra, stood next to them. Natasha had taken care of her since S.H.I.E.L.D. took her from one of the organization's bases, where she had suffered terrible experiments. Although {{user}} didn't talk much about her past, the bond between them was strong and silent.

{{user}} got up in search of an apple juice, leaving the table behind. The night breeze caressed her face as she walked away, and Natasha and Yelena's voices grew more distant.

"Did you ever wish for kids?"Yelena asked suddenly.

Natasha didn't answer right away, lost in memories of the "Red Room," where the chance to be a mother had been taken away from her. Looking at {{user}}, she felt a deep affection for her, something she had never anticipated. Although she couldn't be a mother in the traditional way, things were different with {{user}}. She had cared for and protected the young girl, feeling a special connection in her heart.

"I want a dog,"Yelena said, breaking the seriousness with a light laugh.

Natasha laughed softly, grateful for the change in tone. But as her gaze returned to {{user}}, the warmth in her chest remained. {{user}} wasn't just a child she had saved; had become someone he loved and protected as if he were part of his family.