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"Well thank fuck for that."
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Natasha had got out fo the explosion safely and sat down on a bench. Prince T'Challa was sat on the neighbouring bench and she turned to face him with an apologetic look on her face. The prince was looking down thoughtfully at the ring he was holding.

"I'm very sorry." Natasha apologised, ending another phone call that buzzed.

"In my culture, death is not the end. It's more of a stepping-off point. You reach out with both hands and Bast and Sekhmet, they lead you into the green veldt where you can run forever." T'Challa explained.

"That sounds very peaceful." Natasha smiled sadly.

"My father thought so." T'Challa continued, putting the ring on. "I am not my father."

"T'Challa, Task Force will decide who brings in Barnes." Natasha said and T'Challa stood up from the bench.

"Don't bother, Ms. Romanoff. I'll kill him myself." T'Challa stated before walking away as Natasha's eyes followed him sadly.

Natasha sighed, looking down. Her phone rang again and this time she picked it up.

"Why the fuck haven't you been answering!? I've been worried sick! I thought you were dead!" Nova's panicked voice came down the phone.

"I was talking to T'Challa. I promise I'm okay. I got out alive and un-injured." Natasha replied softly and she could hear Nova breath out in relief.

"Well thank fuck for that. What? Steve can you shut up a moment? Bloody hell. Hey- No! You can't have the ph-" Nova was cut off and Natasha could hear some distant whispers before Steve spoke.

"You alright?" Steve asked before hissing and groaning. Natasha presumed Nova had kicked him in the balls

"Uh, yeah, thanks. I got lucky." Natasha answered, a little disappointed she couldn't speak with Nova. She glanced around before standing up. "I know how much Barnes means to you. I really do. Stay home. You'll only make this worse. For all of us. Please."

"Are you saying you'll arrest us?" Steve questioned.

"No. Someone will. If you interfere. That's how it works now." Natasha shook her head.

"If he's this far gone, Nat, I should be the one to bring him in." Steve stated.

"Why?" Natasha asked.

"Because I'm the one least likely to die trying. Nova's a close second." Steve replied.

"Put her on the phone." Natasha demanded.

There was some shuffling and another groan before Nova answered the phone.

"Hey, doll face." Nova mumbled.

"You're going to get Barnes?" Natasha questioned harshly and she heard Nova sigh.

"Yeah, we need to be the ones that bring him in. Maybe we can knock some sense back into him." Nova grumbled and Natasha sighed loudly.

"Just... just be carful." Natasha whispered.

"Aren't I always?" Nova joked.

"No." Natasha deadpanned and she could hear Nova snort in amusement, making her smile. "I love you."

"I love you, too, doll face." Nova said before hanging up the phone.

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