(I'm re doing this story, the old one is gone)
Y/N Romanoff is the baby sister of Natasha and Yelena. (You are the Natasha's blood sister. But blood doesn't always make a family!)
You were taken away from your parents when you were five, Yelena was...
(Would you guys like this sorry to just be about Steve, or should I add another love interest. If so, who?)
Nat takes me into the United States, I met two men named Nick Fury and Clint Barton. Nick offered me a home here in Washington D.C. with Nat, he said I could work for them. Nat promised me that Shield does good...they don't hurt good people
She also promised me that Dreykov was dead...that she killed him.
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I got to use my suit, getting a couple modifications to it. I mostly trained, I went on a couple missions with Nat over the next few years. I had grown quite close with Clint...he became like a brother to me.
I was in the small gym at Shield, lifting weights to build up my strength. I look up as I see Nat walking in with a smile. "How was the mission?"
"Good...wish you were there." She sits beside me as I continue lifting my weights. "How are you feeling today?"
"Fine." I mutter.
"That was a bad nightmare...are you sure-"
"I don't want to talk about it, Nat. I'll always have those nightmares." I sigh and put my weights back, I sit back and put my head in my hands.
"I just wish you would talk to me more." She sits beside me and puts an arm around me.
"If I do...all the horrors I went through will come back." I look up at her. "I can't right now."
Nat slightly smiles and kisses my head, "Come on...I'm taking you out for dinner."
Nat lets me change into my usual black skinny Jeans and leather jacket, she makes me put on small heeled ankle boots, and makeup. Then she braids my hair back. She loved dressing me up now that I'm older.
Nat takes me to some Italian restaurant that I've never been to, she hands me a menu and watches as I stare at it. "Beer or wine?" She asks.
"Beer?"
"Good choice. I'm glad your 21 now." She nods. "Your getting the Chicken Alfredo right?"
"How did-"
"The takeout you love so much comes from here." She smiles.
"Why have we never came in here before then?" I laugh. Natasha Shrugs and orders for me.
A few beers in, we both started to have fun, we ate our food and laughed together...this was the best night I've had in a long time. After, Natasha takes me on a walk around D.C.
I was always at Shield, home, and on a mission so I never got a chance to really take in my new home. "It's nice here." I smile as I link my arm with hers. "I like it better than Budapest."
Nat softly laughs, "You would of liked it sooner if you left home more."
"I know, I know. It's just hard sometimes. I never thought I would have a real life away from the red room. I mean, I barely remember Ohio." I sigh. "I never thought we would be this lucky."
"I wouldn't call it Lucky." She chuckles.
"I would. I finally feel free. Free of all that pain and suffering. Free from the horrors Dreykov did to me." I nod.
"I never asked you...did they-"
"Sterilize me?" I look up. "No. I escaped the day I was supposed to. You told me...not to let them do it to me."
"I'm so happy you listened to me." She sighs and stops me, pulling me in and hugging me.
"You know....you hug way more now than you did when we were children."
Nat laughs, "I didn't realize how lucky I was to have you back then. Now I do, and I'm thankful." She smiles.
"I'm thankful to have you too." I side hug her as we walk.
"Let's go home."
I had forgotten all these years how nice a real bed felt. How good actual food tasted.
