The Assistant

Part 56

Natasha POV-

It had been a couple months since Y/N went rogue, she'd moved back into the compound and taken over the running of the Avengers.
Mila moved in with us as we decided this was the best way to protect her, to say everyone was shocked would be an understatement but Tony was delighted. He redesigned a whole floor for us so that there were bedrooms, a play room, a bathroom and offices so we didn't have to venture too far away from her.

Y/N and I had started getting things back on track, we'd become friends again and she was a good mother.

The only thing working against Y/N was her arm, it had never healed from the shooting.
She'd been through 3 more surgeries to try and repair the tendons and nerves but it wasn't working. The physio was helping and she could do the odd things but it wasn't good enough for her.
There were days when things were thrown and tears were shed or she's be completely distant, not telling me anything.

Waking up this morning and Y/N wasn't in her room, I could hear Mila playing in her room so I went there first, Y/N not in there either.

I wandered around and finally found her in the kitchen, glass in her bad hand as the brace held it in position.
Nat- hey
The glass dropping from her hand as it smashing on the floor, juice going everywhere
Nat- shit, are you okay?
Y/N- yeah sorry, I um didn't expect it
Nat- what's wrong?
Y/N- nothing, you just scared me that's all

She grabs a dustpan from the cupboard and bends down, I knew she wanted to try but there was no way it was possible for her to clean this up.
Nat- let me do it

Y/N POV-

For the life of me, I couldn't do it. I wanted to start doing things but I just couldn't, my body wouldn't allow me to.
I took a seat by the kitchen island as Nat bent down cleaning up what I spilt

Y/N- I'm sorry, you shouldn't have to do this
Nat- why?
Y/N- I'm not me anymore. I can't protect you and I can't protect our daughter, I'm decrepit and that's not fair on either of you.
Nat- where's this coming from?
Y/N- I just feel like you both deserve better.

She left the mess on the floor, taking a seat next to me. One hand on mine and the other resting on my chest.
Nat- you told me as long as your heart were beating then you weren't going to leave me and that's the same for me. I'm not going anywhere as long as you're alive, I don't care if you have one working arm or if you get blown up so you're just a head.
Y/N- yeah, I should get going, AJ is waiting for me.
Nat- when will you be back?
Y/N- later.

She knew I had a tendency to shut down when I was feeling rough, lucky for me I had a day packed with physio and a chat was my therapist.
Shield had made it mandatory for me in order to return to work, at first I was completely against but after a few attempts, I started opening up. Talking about my days in the army as well as what happened before.

AJ was outside playing on her phone as I got into the passenger seat, she could see I was in a bad mood which normally didn't bother her. She'd happily chat to herself until I replied.
AJ- damn, someone's looking rough
Y/N- maybe you should get some more sleep
We both laughed, she'd become my best friend after everything that happened. I trusted her more than anything and she'd even told me about her and Oscar getting together.

The day went fast, the physio frustrating me because I just couldn't do it.
The session with Dr James went well, she understood what I was saying and helped me with ways to deal with the anger I had.

As I was leaving her office, my phone buzzed, Fury.

Fury- Office, 20 minutes.

Strange. I hadn't been signed off and I wasn't allowed into headquarters, something had changed.
I got to Fury as quick as I could, AJ driving me there.

His office was quiet, the director waiting for me in his chair
Fury- I need your help
Y/N- happily
Fury- The Avengers are shipping out to bring in a high value target, we need you to interrogate them.
Y/N- I need the file first
He slid it across the table, I opened the file and took a seat.

Bastian Muller, a German scientist working for Hydra. Trained in combat so could handle himself.
He was trying to recreate the techniques used to create Bucky or the Winter Solider as they called him.

Y/N- I need certain things first
Fury- tell me
Y/N- upon capture, rough him up. Use Steve as a weak man who wants to help but can't. Tell him to act inferior to the others.
Fury- why?
Y/N- trust me, it'll help. Make sure Romanoff does the beating. Also upon arrival make sure he doesn't have any tooth caps, I don't want him fizzing up.

Nat POV-

The Avengers had been sent to pick up a HVT, some scientist from what I read.
We'd been sent in with a plan, make Steve look inferior to us, what the hell was that going to do?
Whoever this brilliant interrogator was sounded like a complete idiot.

He was easy to capture, only a few guards protecting his lab.
I pushed Steve round a lot and did what else I was asked to do, give the scientist a beating. The bastard got in a few good shots but it wasn't anything that troubled me.

We arrived at Shield, guards escorting him into the interrogation room.
Fury- well done
Nat- it was easy but the rules you gave were complete bullshit
Fury- I'll remember to tell her that

The door opened and in she walked, files in hand.
Nat- oh I fucked up.