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Anastasia looked up at him when he said he didn't wish to incorporate the wedding rituals of his tribe. She shook her head, "We can't do that! You are the Head of The Lost Elves... You've got to at least incorporate some part of your kind's rituals into our wedding. How else will all the Lost Elves accept our marriage?" She held his hand tightly. She knew the Lost Elves were terribly close but other than Amul she hadn't had much contact with any of them. The only other Lost Elf she knew the name of was Kala and she had only met her once. She didn't know if any of them would be too accepting of her marrying Samsul... Even if he did love her. She gave him a soft smile, "Besides, I know so little about the Lost Elves... and it would be nice to involve some of it into our ceremony."

She looked up at him and batted her eyelashes, like she had seen women do in court when they tried to flirt with a man. Of course, she more so did it in jest, "Pweeeeaaaaaaasssse?"
Natasha closed her eyes when he kissed her after saying that he did still love her. She nodded and sighed, "Good... It just... doesn't feel like it sometimes...." She looked down at the food in her bowl, "It's months since it happened... My leg has healed and it feels like we are just at a stand still," She bit into the noodle on her fork, "No one knows where this cabin is or that we are even here.... Loki was taken back to Asgard by Thor and... Nothing has really changed between us..."

She put her bowl down and looked at Clint, "I love you.... but is just doesn't feel like we are in love anymore...."
Anastasia jumped at Samsul's voice and quickly slammed her book shut, not wanting to be caught not working. She winced as she closed the book on her thumb and blushed as she looked at Samsul. She laughed a little and put the book on the desk, "I only meant to read for a short time... to take a break because my hand was cramping up..."

She giggled a little more as she stood and started to walk over to him. At the last moment, she remembered what Gerald had given her. She turned and grabbed the list of choices for their wedding and walked back over to Samsul, "Gerald has given us some choices to make about our wedding," She took his hand and walked with him out of her office, "I figured that we could start during lunch, it should be easy enough... Then we can also discuss the menu and cake that Gerald wants us to figure out with Eric while we eat."

She rested her head against him, "I just hope that it all doesn't take forever... I just want to get married and be done with it," She chuckled slightly, "There is just so much to do.."
Natasha walked into the kitchen and looked around. The cabin hadn't been used in sometime but it seemed clean enough, so hopefully someone kept the cupboards stocked. She pursed her lips and started opening them. After searching through every cupboard, she grabbed to can of what seemed to be ravioli and emptied them into a bowl before nuking them. Pulling them out of the microwave, she grabbed a couple forks and walked back into the room where Clint lay on the bed. She looked at him, "You know, I should really stop feeding you in bed."

She laughed and handed him the bowl of meat filled noodles and climbed onto the bed next to him. She stabbed a noddle and started to eat it slowly, "Do you still love me?"
Haha, ya... I still haven't seen it >.< But I do know that CA and Natasha are working together off the grind or something and that Fury dies....
Anastasia had to stop after sometime. From the work that morning and the previous day, her hand was starting to cramp. She grimaced and started to rub the sore joint of her thumb. She stood up from behind her desk and looked around the office. She had been buried in papers the day before and had paid little attention to the room around her. It was filled with books, almost all the walls being bookcases that started at her waist and nearly reached the ceiling. She picked up a book and dropped it quickly as her hand seized. She looked at the door and sighed with relief that Amul didn't come rushing in, that would have been embarrassing. She picked the book up with her other hand and looked at it. It was a pregnancy book. After reading the title Anastasia quickly stuffed it back on the shelf, not wanting to look at it. Her mother must have had it from when she was having her... She didn't understand why it was in the office and not the bedroom.... Maybe it was better off in the office, she didn't want to be staring at pregnancy books in the bedroom.

She took a deep breath and kept looking through the books. She smiled softly when she saw a well worn spine reading, 'The Secret Garden'. She pulled it off the shelf and walked over to her chair with her favorite book and began to read.
Haha, Hail Hydra ;P
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."
Anastasia looked up from a paper she was reading when Gerald entered her office again. She smiled at him and placed the paper on the desk, "How can I help you, Gerald?"

He placed another sheet of paper in front of her filled with lists of things from flowers to food to colours. She looked up at him, slightly confused. He chuckled a little, "It is for your wedding. Although I am planning it for you, I assumed that you and Samsul would enjoy a say in what happens to the country."

Anastasia looked at the list again and picked it up, "Oh wonderful... I'll talk to Samsul about it when he comes and gets me for lunch," Gerald nodded and left the room as Anastasia looked over the list a little more. After sometime, she placed it back down on her desk and returned to the work at hand.
Anastasia walked to her office with Amul, who abandoned his station at the door when Samsul did not follow. He knew well that Samsul could handle himself if anything were to happen. She spotted Gerald standing outside the door, holding a stack of papers, when they arrived. The elderly man smiled at her and opened the door. He followed her over to the desk, "I reviewed all the changes you made. Most are good, I changed a few, and they will just need to be looked over by you."

He placed the papers on top of the pile on the right side of her desk. She looked at it as he left the room, leaving her to work. She sighed, it seemed the work she had done yesterday moved from the left side of her desk to the right. She might have figured that had happened, if it weren't for the lack of signatures on them...
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