Natasha had requested that she and Clint be permitted off the hover carrier, to allow them both time to recover. Fury obliged and set them up in a secure cabin in the Alps, to stay until they were ready. When they got inside, Natasha immediately built a fire before stripping away the snow covered outer wear they wore to fend off the cold on their little hike. She looked back at Clint and smiled. She walked over to him, only the slightest limp remaining in her gait, and helped him out of his coat before tossing it aside. She looked up at him before her hands found the back of his neck and his lips found her's. 

Breaking the kiss after sometime, she grinned, "We should eat."