Demons from the past {~Natasha Romanoff~}

Secret

He just starred at her in confusion. Behind her guards and other agents were banging on the door trying to get it to open but neither seemed to care. The ex-assassin started to slowly approach the man until she stopped about three feet in front of him.

Natasha: Who really are you? 

Aleksandur: What?

The confusion on his face only grew stronger and Natasha only became more and more angry but tried to keep calm.

Natasha: You heard me so stop playing.

Aleksandur: I heard you but I have no idea what are you talking about and even who YOU are.

Natasha: You know me. There is no chance that they've not told you how I've betrayed 'Mother Russia', how I turned my back on them, what traitor I am. They've probably filled your head with all of that bullshit.

Aleksandur: Look ma'am I have no idea who you are. I've never heard of you nor 'they', got it. I just know you look really similar to... to someone I knew. That's it.

Natasha closed her eyes and took a deep breath to calm herself or she might just punch him. Taking a few more breaths and a few steps back, just to be sure, she suddenly opened her eyes. Everything was quiet. The banging on the door and the shouts from behind it could no longer be heard. Not a good sign. 

Aleksandur: Look I want to help you but I'm just as lost. The last thing I remember is fire and then I woke up like this in the snow. I don't even know from where I can speak and understand English, but I do.

He seemed more relaxed and calmer, unlike her, but there was something in his words. Uncertainty. He wasn't sure about telling her that and Natasha understood him perfectly, because she was once in his place too. Unsure if she should let anyone close enough to see that she is lost and confused about everything that is happening. None of that was her concern at the moment but instead the heavy footsteps she could hear coming their way. She knew what she did was stupid and would probably get her into a lot of trouble. They were getting closer until they stopped right in front of the door.

Fury: Romanoff open that door.

Aleksandur: Romanoff?

He looked at her with a shocked expression and then lowered his eyes to the ground, still with the same expression. Natasha did not looked at him thought but instead focused at the door and after a few second she went and unlocked it. Before opening it she turned towards him only to find him still with his head lowered. 

Finally getting out of the small room, Natasha faced Nick Fury.

Fury: In my office now, Agent.

Without saying a word she nodded and followed him along with five guards. The elevator ride towards his office was silent. The moment the doors opened Fury walked out with Natasha trailing behind him. He opened the door, walked in with her copying his actions and closing the door. They both moved towards the desk and two chairs that were placed in front it. Natasha sat in one of the chairs and looked at Fury.

Natasha: Look Nick I-

Fury: What were you thinking? Attacking a guard and locking yourself with a dangerous individual.

Natasha: I didn't attack the guard and he is not dangerous

Fury: And how do you know that? As far as I know he is from The Red Room and everybody from there is dangerous, including you Romanoff.

She didn't say anything just looked him in the eyes. No mater how hard he tried to conceal it Natasha could understand that he is worried about something. Definitely a rare sight. 

Natasha: What are you hiding?

He just ignored her and sat on his chair and opened a file. 

Fury: Be careful, one more situation and I'm going to remove you from the mission.

Natasha: What?! You can't do that!

Fury: I can. You're dismissed now.

Natasha looked at him for a second before storming out of the room and into the elevator. She reached into her pocked searching for her phone only to realize she forgot it. Cursing she got out of the elevator and in her car. Once in the red head opened the glove compartment and took out the phone she carries in her car for emergencies. Dialing a number she took a deep breath and placed the phone next to her ear. After a few seconds somebody answered it.

Natasha: Well hello.

Woman: I'll be damned. Natasha Romanoff calling ME. I'm honored.

Natasha: Why is everybody surprised that I'm calling them lately?

Woman: Oh well it's you.

Natasha: Seriously Tori? You know what let's just get to business.

Tori: What can I do for you today mon amie? <my friend>

Natasha: I need you to find me some information.

Tori:  For me to do that you have to be more specific.

Natasha: Aleksandur Romanoff. I'll send you a number to call when you're ready.

Tori: Roman-

Before she could finish her sentence Natasha hung up the phone and took out the SIM card. Breaking it in half and putting the phone back in the glove compartment. Tori was an old friend who provided Natasha with intel for years. They haven't talked since Natasha began working for S.H.I.E.L.D.

35 minutes later Natasha was in the elevator at Avengers Tower, looking tired and exhausted. The moment the doors opened she was met with a tall, blonde super soldier.

Steve: Oh... hello.

Natasha: Hi. Nightmares?

Steve: Isn't it always. You?

Natasha: Other things.

Steve: Mhm. You look tired.

Natasha: I am tired. Sorry about earlier.

Steve: It's fine. See you at breakfast?

Natasha: Yeah. See you.

She got out and he got in the elevator. The moment she got to her room she opened her laptop and begun hacking into S.H.I.E.L.D.

Fury was hiding something and she would find out what it is, no matter what.

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Here is a new chapter. 

Btw I'm still not over Black Widow but is anyone? Like I've watched it 5 times. I have a problem.

Anyways hope you enjoyed this chapter that I wrote in 4 am while dying because of how hot is it right now and yeah.

There are two words in french (mon amie-my friend) so if you understand the language and they are wrong I'm sorry.

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