I'll Always Love You - A Romanogers Fanfic

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This first part, maybe even this entire chapter is really bad. But it's really hard to make Romanogers fit into the storyline of the movie and still somewhat getting it to make sense, so I'm doing my best, and it will get better! (I hope so at least:/)

Everything has been a mess since Vienna. All sorts of agreements and secrets have been made up to the benefit of either the ones agreeing with Tony, or the ones agreeing with Steve.

Steve's people are busy trying to stop Helmut Zemo after finding out his agenda, and they have made a plan on how they'll go about it.

Tony's people are busy - on the orders of Ross - to bring in everyone on Steve's team, as they technically are criminals.

And this way what was once the Avengers family is suddenly something else. Something unfamiliar for them, but something both 'teams' are determined to make go their way.

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NATASHA'S POV

36 hours. We have 36 hours to bring in Barnes, Rogers and Wilson. I don't want Ross' men to kill any of them, least of all Steve, so I'm glad we at least have a shot at getting to them ourselves.

I hate that Secretary Ross and all his people have so much power, but it's both too late to change my mind, and I still believe what I'm doing now is mostly right, and now I have to convince T'Challa to help us, and I don't think it'll be super hard considering how much he hates Bucky.

It's gonna be hard to watch my family of four years split up though, but I suppose it's needed, as much as I hate it. And no matter what, it won't be my first family splitting up, so I'll handle it.

These thoughts run through my mind as I'm about to meet with T'Challa.
I go over what I'm gonna say when I ask him - he is after all royal, so I'll have to choose my words carefully.

When I feel like I know what to say I let myself think about Steve. I haven't let myself do so for so long.
I miss him, and I hope so badly that he knows what he's doing. I hope he gets what he wants without anything very bad happening to him or Wanda or anyone else.

It'll be tough saying goodbye to Steve, if there even will be a goodbye after the battle that I'm almost 100 percent sure is going to happen seeing as it is Tony and Steve we're dealing with, and the rest of us are just following one of their leads.

I'm preparing myself to say goodbye to Steve as I wait for T'Challa. I might as well make use of the time.
Maybe I'm pathetic for making such a big deal out of this goodbye that's probably not even going to happen, and hopefully isn't even necessary.

But I've been like jelly since I broke up with Steve. So ridiculously soft and vulnerable. I barely recognize this version of myself, but I hate her.
I still love him. It's been months and I still love him. It's ridiculous.
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STEVE'S POV

I don't...think...I'm in love with Natasha anymore. Of course she's still important to me, but I've moved on as Sam told me to.

I actually haven't thought about Natasha like this in a while, but now when Sharon is in front of me, she pops up in my mind.
I've talked a lot with Sharon since Peggy passed. We talked about Peggy, and all kinds of stuff, and while I didn't enjoy it as much as I enjoyed time with Natasha, Sharon's pretty nice too, and I owe her a lot.

"They're going to come looking for you" I tell Sharon that's brought Sam and I our stuff back. I owe her so much that I have to make a list.
"I know" she says.
"Thank you Sharon" I say, and she nods in response.

And then I get the courage. I think I'm ready.
I step forward and put my lips on hers.
Her hand is immediately in my hair, scaring me a little. She's a lot more sudden than Natasha was. She almost seems desperate, and not in a good way. I put my hand on her back to perhaps make it more natural, but it feels a little awkward.
It's not like kissing Natasha. It doesn't come natural, and her lips, it's like they don't sync with mine.

Am I not over Natasha? No, I am. I definitely am over her.

We pull away from the kiss.
"That was..." she says but I cut her off.
"...late" I say, just so I'm sure nothing that shouldn't be said is said.
"Damn right" she says, still with a hand on my shoulder.

She sighs. "I should go" she says.
"Okay" I nod with whisper and an awkward smile.

She smiles awkwardly before she gets in her car.

I look at Sam and Bucky in our car.
They both nod approving with a smile, like the greatest thing just happened. But it didn't. This wasn't the greatest thing ever.

Again sorry if this is bad. I will hurry over the last part of having to follow a movie storyline in the next chapter so I can write something a little better. I hope this'll make do for today!