Romanogers

Chapter 2 - Memories

(Continued from chapter 1)                                                                                                                            

Steves POV:                                                                                                                                                                           Shocked I carried on reading the file:

Name: Natalia Alianovna Romanova                                                                                                                        DOB:  1984                                                                                                                                                                            Skills: karate, judo, kung fu, wrestling, use of all weapons—both traditional and high-tech— ,gymnastics, acrobatics and ballet.

I skimmed down the rest of  file, the rest didn't have too much information just blood type, birth parents, exc. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! I dropped the file and ran out the door after hearing 3 gun shots fired hoping to god that it was Natasha that fired those shots not someone else. I ran out into the hallway. I started pushing through doors. After pushing most the doors in the hallway I opened the end room door to find Nat sitting in the corner of the room. Her hands her covering her head, There was a toy mannequin in the corner with 3 gun shots in it. The rest of the room was empty. Mirrors covered the walls with a hand bar all around the outside. I guessed it was some sort of dance studio. I slowly walked over to nat, she looked horrified. Her eyes were wide open starring into nothing. Her hand gripped on her gun, I could see the whiteness of her knuckles showing through. I bent down onto me knees and took the gun from her hand grabbing her hands and holding them tight. Nat looked up at me, her green eyes were filled with fear and memories. Her eyes were watering I had never seen her like this before. I tightened my grip on her hand and pulled her up

 "Come on, we have to go" 

she looked up and nodded still looking at the room. I could tell she had memories here, good and bad. 

Natashas POV:

I don't know what had come over me, when we were driving I knew I recognised it but I just couldn't place it not until we had got inside. I felt all my memories come back thats why I decided to tell Steve that we should separate. As soon as I stepped foot in that room all my memories came flooding in, the torchere, the training , the killing. I don't know what happened.  I spotted the mannequin in the corner and next thing I knew I was on the ground having flash backs from my past. I felt embarrassed Steve shouldn't of had to see that

We were about an hour away from home, the thoughts in my mind had settled but I still had them. Steve kept looking over giving me these worried glares, I understand why but I got annoying after a while. 

"Rodgers I'm fine, relax" I said staring out the side window. I looked over at him 

"I just wasn't expecting to see that place again, thats all" I said while staring into his eyes.

 I could still see he was worried. There were a few minutes of silence, I could tell he was still worried. 

"Look Rodgers... Everyone has got their past. I have got mine, and i'm sure you have yours. I try not to look back, theres no need for it. Ok?" I said giving him a side smile.

 He smiled back for a sec but looked back at the road, his eyes stayed with the concerned look. As much as I hated that he was so concerned, I also liked how he cared so much. He made me feel different. We drove in silence for the next hour and I slowly feel asleep.

I woke up as we pulled up the drive we were both tiered, not like we had done much. We were more mentally tired than physically. I grabbed my things and jumped out of the car wondering into the safe house. I can't remember the last time I was actually excited to be back home. Steve followed me in still looking at me like I was suddenly going to break. We walked in to see no one home. I wondered into the kitchen and found a note on the table..                                                                    

   To Nat and Steve                                                                                                                                                                     Found some leads on a previous case, will be out for a few days. We are driving back to New York. Will alert u if anything happens. will be back in the next 2 - 3 days Max.                                                    - Wanda, Clint and Sam

I read the note aloud 

"Well I guess we have the place to ourself Rodgers" I said giving him a smile. 

He didn't reply and just gave me a weird look. I couldn't tell what his expression was but I carried on 

"Dam Rodgers you cant even take a joke anymore, Ill be back soon just going to get changed" I said while walking up the stairs.

 As much as I loved my leather outfit it did get uncomfortable after a while. I headed upstairs into the shower, the cold water felt nice after a long day like this, it cleared my head. I hoped out and got dressed into my black tights and grey hoodie. I sat on my bed dabbing my wet hair thinking back to what had happened. I just couldn't rap my head around the fact we ended up there. I heard a knocking on my door and Steve entered. I new this conversation  wouldn't end well.  We had been on so many missions and spent so much time together that he knew me better than I knew myself. Steve sat down on a chair that was beside the bed. 

"Can we talk" He said in a deep voice. 

"about what Rodgers " 

"You know what about".

Steves POV: 

"You know what about" I said.

 I was worried about her, she always did this. She would go though something then burry it deep down so she wouldn't have to deal with it. But I knew that didn't always work. She looked at me with her deep green eyes

 "I don't know what I should say" she said back fake smiling. 

"What about we start with what is that place" I said looking into her eyes. 

She looked at me with a deep look "Like I said Rodgers, I don't talk about my past" She said with a slight chuckle. 

"Nat please, U have to talk to me. I found your file there, why wont you trust me" 

She looked at me with a scared look and stood up. 

"You want to know the truth Rodgers" She said more seriously "My past is dark just like most of the avengers. A lot of shit happened and you wouldn't look at me the same if I told you. I have a lot of red and a try not to look back... Besides you will just leave, just like everyone else" 

Natasha started to leave the room. I grabbed her hand just before she left and stood up. Our bodies were so close I could almost feel her breath. She looked at me with wide eyes. 

"Other people may but I don't leave Natasha, I never do" I whispered 

"They always say that Rodgers, you never know" She said trying to look away. 

I pulled her closer till our lips were almost touching. We stop there for a second, my heart was racing and I feel her hand slowly travel up my back from under my shirt.

She pushed her lips up against mine first slow than fast. My heart sped up as I felt her hand in my hair. I slowly moved my hand down her back onto her waist. She stoped kissing me and we caught our breath as she looked into my eyes. She took her hands out of my hair and slowly brung them down to mine.  

"We can't"She said looking down avoiding eye contact 

"You will regret it..." She continued before walking out of the room.