Elevators (Romanogers Fanfic)

Part 22

*2 years earlier*

Natasha's POV:

Sharon, Steve and I are on another mission, Sharon and I have gotten kinda close over the last couple of months. I think our past traumas have really bonded us. Sharon grew up living in her Aunts shadow while I grew up having no shadow to follow, or even someone that I could consider following. Different paths, same story.

"Sharon, you've got multiple hostiles on your 6, I can get 3 of them." I say into the comms as I jump off the roof of a building, Sharon turns around and starts fighting the closest to her while I handle the 3 largest of the guards. I'm fighting my 3 when Steve comes out of nowhere to help us, he takes one of the 2 Sharon is fighting as he knows I have mine covered. Once my 3 are down I head back to my mission objective, gaining intel and destroying all evidence that I was ever there.

I make my way over to the control room, coming across countless agents as I do so. I take out most of them easily but one of them ends up slashing my leg with a knife. When I finally reach the control room I start to hack into their systems. Most of it is heavily encrypted and would take me a while to gather all this information at once. "Someone get me in touch with Stark." I say into the comms, a second later Tony's on the line.

"What's up, Red?" Tony says, I roll my eyes at the nickname, I really hate it.

"I've got a shit ton of encrypted data here, I'm sending it to you. Get a start on it and get it to Fury."

"Language." Steve says, I didn't realize he was also on this line.

"Shut up, Rogers." I say chuckling a little bit.

"Copy, send me the stuff." Tony says right before he hangs up. I'm almost done downloading everything onto my hard drive when Sharon walks in.

"Hey!" I look up and smile at her. My smile automatically goes away when I see what she is holding in front of her. "Sharon what are you doing?" I furrow my brows, she has a pistol pointed at my chest. I notice the safety is off and her finger is on the trigger.

"Steve is mine. Back off." She spits at me.

"What are you talking about?" I put my hands in the air so she knows I'm not going to shoot her, and I need her to stay calm and to not shoot me.

"On the comms, earlier. You were flirting with him. He's mine." I have no idea why she keeps saying that he's hers, Steve hasn't dated anyone since 1945.

"Sharon I don't know what you're talking about, please just put the gun away." I'm on a private line with Steve right now, he definitely hears everything that is going on as I left the microphone on.

"Natasha, whats happening?" Steve asks me through the comms. I ignore him.

"Sharon, please." I'm practically begging her, she takes a step closer to me.

"Natasha! Answer me Nat! What is going on?" Steve is panicking on the other end of the line, I can hear it in his voice.

"Sharon. Listen to me. I don't want-" But before I can finish my sentence she pulls the trigger twice.

The bullets hit me in the chest, I fall onto the ground. Sharon walks away like nothing even happened. I can't really move, Steve runs in. I think he's saying something but I can't hear him, my eyes start to get heavy. Steve pats my face to keep me awake. He holds pressure on my wounds, I lift my head to see his hands now covered in my blood. "That bitch," I wheeze out just before everything goes black.

I wake up in a hospital room, bandages wrapped tightly around my. chest, an IV in my arm and an oxygen nasal distributer in my nose. I look around the room to see Hill in the chair to my right and Steve standing by the window. When Maria sees I'm awake she smiles at me, "Hi," she says and takes off my oxygen.