Red Rooms Black Canary (ON HOLD)

Chapter Six: We tear it down.

"I know."

Natasha and Wanda jumped to their feet. Wanda smiled quickly saying "I'll get Bruce"

Natasha nodded as Wanda stepped out of the room, once Wanda was gone Natasha stepping beside M's head "How are you feeling?" she asked gently letting her eyes look over every inch of the woman. Her lips were chapped and her blue eyes looked a little duller but still, Natasha couldn't shake the feeling she had stared into those eyes before.

"Restraints." she croaked out

"What?" Natasha questioned

M strained her neck to look at Natasha "Put me in restraints." her throat and lips were dry as she fought for every word she said

Natashas eyes widened. "What why?" Natasha watched as the veins continued in Ms neck began to bulge turning black before her back arched and her head hit the table. Natasha jumped on top of M pinning her down her pelvic with her thighs. "Bruce! Bruce!" she yelled

Bruce, Wanda, and Steve ran into the room seeing Natasha straddling Ms' hips "What is it?"

"She just started convulsing!" Natasha said panic rising in her voice

"Steve pass me that syringe." Bruce pointed at a big syringe with a large gauge needle.

"Wait!" Wanda said quickly "Let me see if I can help."

Wanda came up beside M's head placing her hands on either side of her face letting her palms rest on her cheeks "She is fighting the brainwashing."

"Why is she having a physical response?" Steve asked

"I believe she experienced both chemical and emotional brainwashing."

Steve asked, "Wanda, can you do anything?"

Wanda took a deep breath letting her hands come off M's face and near her temple. Gentle whispers of red exciting her fingertips and into M's head "There. She's sleeping."

"What did you see?" Bruce asked

"That's not my story to tell."

"Anything you can tell us?" Vision pried

"She is a ghost, a legend really. Seductrice of mankind and killer of many. Nat, she makes you look like a-a-uhm Disney Princess."

Natasha cringed "What do we do?"

"She's fighting every instinct to not hurt us. To snap our necks. You just have to give her time."

Tony nodded to Bruce "Have you learned anything?"

"I have." He said slowly

"Care to share?"

"That is really a conversation I just want to have with...with..."

"With who?"

"With Nat."

"Why me?" Natasha asked finally climb off of M's lap. Bruce looked around nervously. "They are family. You can say it."

"Did you know you had a daughter?"

Natasha swallowed "Everyone out." they just blinked at her "Out!" Everyone quickly scurried out. She turned to Bruce her hand on her hips "Talk."

"When I ran her DNA I noticed some similarities between hers and someone on the team. I couldn't remember so I ran the team and the results said you were the Mom and the father was-"

"Don't," Natasha growled

He swallowed "I ran test after test and each one confirmed it."

Natasha slowly sat in the seat rubbing her face, she let out a long sigh "I had a daughter. Thirteen years ago. But how is she? She's 21. Oh shit."