One-Shots

Natasha Romanoff <3

 ~Angst perhaps?~

Prompt: "I almost lost you."

Prompt in depth: Fury send you on a mission, and you don't have the time to tell Natasha. The redheaded Russian walks into Fury's office only to hear: "Agent down. I repeat Agent down. Y/LN is down."

Warnings: Blood, GSW & Violence

I awoke to the sound of my ringtone, quickly answering before it made Natasha wake up. 

"I need you to come to my office right now." Of course it was Fury, who else would call at 6 in the morning. I hung up, not bothering to change out of my pyjamas, before heading to his office. His door was already open so I just walked in.

"Agent Y/L/N, I have a case for you.." Fury slid a file across the desk. He said something about getting a woman for him. I opened the file to see a woman named Yelena, she seemed familiar, but I couldn't figure out exactly what was so familar.

Ok sorry A/N: I in no way intend to make Yelena seem like a villain. That was all I really wanted to say.

"Alright, when do I leave." I took the file, and closed it. Intending to read it more thouroughly on the quinjet. "A soon as possible go suit up." With a curt nod, I stepped out of the office, and headed to where the suits were. This mission seemed to be simple enough. After having put on my suit, I geared up with my preffered weapins (choose this yourself), and headed to the quinjet.

The hours on the quinjet were spent reading the file over and over again, it seemed easy enough. How hard can it be to 'capture' one woman. The jet stopped not so far away from a building, where this Yelena was supposed to be. I snuck into the apartment, holding my weapon in my hand, hearing rustling in the apartment kitchen.

Yelena must've heard me, because the next thing I know a kick was delievered to the back of my knee. She must've snuck up behind me. I barely managed to keep my ground, turning around to face her. Yelena tried to punch me, to which I dodged, hitting her instead. This small fight, soon tunred into being slammed against walls or being thrown into various funiture.

Now we stood on each side of the room. Yelena with a gun in hand, and you with your preffered weapon.

"Just come with me, this doesn't need to end this way." I tried to reason with her, slowly lowering my weapon. Worst choice of the year. Next thing I knew Yelena had pulled the trigger. She ran off like a coward, while I clutched my stomach, slowly falling to the ground. I pushed down on my earpiece.

"Coulson, get an agent to the apartmen, I've been shot." It didn't take long until an agent came running inside, carrying me to the quinjet as I fell in and out of conciousness. It was quiet except from hearing Coulson talk to Fury.

"Agent down. Y/L/N is down." Before I fully passed out. Little did I know my girlfriend had walked into Fury's office and heard that.

Hours passed, before I woke up. The blinding lights of the medbay hitting my eyes, and the sharp pain in my stomach as I tried to sit up. I looked to the side, smiling weakly as I saw my girlfriend.

"Tasha." Natasha looked up, tears still running down her cheeks. SHe nearly jumped up placing a gentle kiss on my lips.

"I almost lost you." Natasha muttered, resting her forehead against mine. "Who did this?"

"Yelena." Natasha pulled back, looking at me like she had just seen a ghost. I nodded, handing her the file that laid next to me.

"Yelena..." Natasha whispered, running her fingers over the picture.

"You know her?"

A/N: I feel like my writings terrible... I don't know.. Anyways I kinda hate this, but oh well... Please leave a comment, with requests, I'm slowly running out of ideas.