It was exactly what she hopes for and has been yearning for. Him. The consistency of his presence which Natasha hasn't realized how badly her heart has been aching for since she landed in the old City. It's the stability of the way he holds her, making sure it's conveyed without a word that he's got her. Always. Still.

Natasha lets go of a breath she'd been holding, marking how relieved she is to see him again. Even after protesting as hard as he did to be the one, she knows grieving her was the second hardest thing he's ever had to do apart from grieving the disappearance of his family. That was a hole too big to recover from. But he'd gotten them back. Steve had told her they were successful and she could only imagine how happy the reunion with Laura, and the kids was for Clint.

She clings to him harder, blinking back tears that land on his shoulder. "I've missed you so much." Her voice is small, cracking halfway through. She can't hold that truth from him and even if she tried, he'd be able to hear it anyway.