My Forgotten Love

Hitting two birds in one stone.

Third person's pov

It has been days since the Romanoff-Rogers household had the time to bond with each other. Natasha have been busy the past weeks due to an upcoming big event, a fashion show per se. It's not just any fashion show of their brand but also a merger show with other known famous brands.

Due to that, she comes home late and leave early. Barely seeing her daughter awake which honestly is breaking her heart, aside from that, she saw the drawings of Amethyst and the selfies from her sisters' instagram that made her miss her baby girl more than she anticipated.

Meanwhile, Steve himself was fixing a more rather disturbing than scary threats. He coordinated with Natasha's parents along with their people to track the person who have been sending him the notes. He is almost positive that the person behind this knows every each of their move, it's like they are being watch! For the peace of mind of Natasha and his daughter, he decided not to tell them.

"Do we have a lead? Are we being just prank?" Steve queries as he sat on his swivel chair, voice laced with worries though hiding in his serious/poker facade.

He had been through enough, his daughter had been through enough and so is Natasha. He recently just gotten his family and he wouldn't let anyone take them away from him even if it cause him his life.

"Unfortunately no, we haven't. I'm afraid that even Maria couldn't get in through the system. It's far too advance, only Natasha can, the almost-twin can also however no one told them yet. Aside from that, Clint is out of town, I believe he's in Russia for some family business matter." Tony explained, taking a sip of his scotch. The boys were once again having a secret meeting on the bar they always hang out on.

"How about uncle Ivan? Does he have an update?" James butted in, also worried about his girlfriend, Wanda's safety.

Sighing deeply, Steve shook his head. "Not yet. It's been getting hectic on their business, its like this is happening on purpose. Their airlines are facing problems, one of the engine keeps on over heating. Their fashion field is being held by Natasha, Yelena and Wanda are helping her at some point but also taking care of their niece. Helena is running some errands on their resorts and Clint? I have no idea why the hell he's on Russia. We all know that they have lots of business, totally calling us out as slap soils."

"Uh? Offense Rogers! I'm just as rich as their family." Tony reprimanded, being defensive. Nevertheless everyone is aware that Tony is just easing the tension that is beginning to arise.

As Sam was about to retort, a commotion got their attention. For some reason a thugs barged in on the exclusive bar and began shooting. The boys ducked immediately and keeping safe until a girl was being hostage, being heroic that he was, Steve made a scene to catch their attention. Thor could've sworn that once the Rogers' son stood up, the guys shared a knowing look and a smirk followed.

"Did you guys saw that?!" Thor asks in whisper, however the other guys couldn't give derive their attention from the stupid blonde.

"What the fuck are you doing Rogers?! Do you have a fucking death wish?!" Sam whispered-yelled. What Steve's doing is totally nuts and a suicide.

Despite his friends whispers, the blue eyed man ignored them, hoping that his words can get through these people. But he was wrong, so wrong. Just as he's about to speak once again, a gun was pointed on him. The next thing they knew, Amethyst's father is bathing on his own blood.

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On the other side, Natasha received a phone call.

"Hello? I'm sorry I'm not available at the moment, I'm pretty swamped. Can I call-"

"Hello, Miss Romanoff. This is Doctor Grey, you are the one listed as the emergency contact of Mr.Rogers. Mr Rogers was-"

Before the doctor could even finish her words, Natasha interrupted her. She's not sure if she was hearing all that right. Rogers? As in her  Rogers?

"Excuse me, hold up a sec. Do you mean Steve Rogers?" Natasha asked, her heart racing and surely not going to slow down any time soon.

"Yes. As I was saying, Mr. Rogers was shot and he's now being operated by our cardio thoracic surgeons as we speak."

Natasha didn't need to hear more. Assembling all her things, she left the board room without a word. Just as she reached the elevator, she noticed that there were turbulence that made her frustrated and mad. Deciding to just use the stairs, Natasha was glad that she's wearing a flat shoes. Running down the stairs, the green eyed blonde didn't notice the thin string that made her tripped and fell down rolling down the stairs, hitting her head big time.

"It's a success. Mission accomplished." The man spoke proudly through the other line. Seeing the bloodied forehead of Natasha from a far.

"Good, let's prepare on proceeding the plan."

Hanging up the phone, the man made his exist. Little did they know, Ivan and Helena had set up a hidden camera on every wall of the building.

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Hello! Sorry for totally making you guys wait. Also it is 1 am so if there's a typo please forgive me. I'll got through this chap again tomorrow.