Translating books written in old languages was never an easy task yet it seemed to be one Tony always gave to me. Maybe he didn't trust me in a fight yet. I'd noticed how careful the avengers still were around me, I had tried to earn their trust but I didn't blame them. I couldn't tell them much, I didn't remember anything from the past 3 years.
I had already been sat in the library for several hours, the flask of tea I'd been drinking when I got here had been empty for a while now. I was beginning to feel tired and the symbols written all over the books began looking more like hieroglyphs.
Deciding to take a break, I got up and walked over to the large windows of the library. I watched as the raindrops ran to the bottom. Then I turn my attention to two lovers as they attempt to run away from the rain. As I watch them I can't help but wander, what does it feel like to be in love? What does it feel like to be loved?
"Need any help?"
Turning my attention to across the room, I find Natasha looking over at me and suddenly, I know exactly how it feels.
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Fanfiction1: Natasha leaves to protect you (413 words). 2: You died in the war but Bucky still loves you (233 words). 3: Breaking up with Wanda (1349 words). 4: Final battle, against Loki (266 words). 5: Pietro's death (269 words). 6: Translating an old lan...
