Natasha Romanoff One-Shots

Yelena

A/n: Some of the information might be wrong but I did my best. :D
Also this is before Black Widow so Nat still believes the Red Room is destroyed.

TW: I'm not sure but it's about Nat's past and her live before/in the Red Room.

Pov y/n

It is a calm night and I sit on the sofa, cuddling with my girlfriend and just enjoying the evening.
As I move to grab my water glass, I notice that she is in deep thoughts. Her face is concentrated and she's chewing on her bottom lip.
Her emerald green eyes stare into nothingness and her brows are slightly furrowed.
After I place my glass back on the table, I gently put my hand onto her cheek and pull out her bottom lip from between her teeth.
She does this sometimes and I always make sure, she doesn't bite too hard.

Her eyes slowly focus on me and I turn to look at her completely.
"Where were your thoughts, babe?" I ask and take her hands in mine. She smiles a little at the gesture.
"You know how I told you about a few bits of my past?"
I nod, remembering when she told me, she was trained in some organization. Knowing it's a difficult topic for her, I stay silent and give her all the time she needs until she is ready to talk about it.

"It was called the Red Room, the organization I was trained in..."
Her eyes wander around the room and settle on our intertwined fingers in her lap.
"They trained girls from an early age on to become assassins one day, they called them Black Widows. When you completed the training, you "graduated" and they removed all reproductive organs..."
Her voice trembles a little as she probably remembers that moment.
I softly rub her hands with my thumbs. She stays silent for a few minutes and takes some deep breaths before she turns to look at me, pain in her eyes.

"I had a sister when I was younger. We weren't related but I still considered her my sister and do until today. Her name is Yelena Belova."
I can feel how important it is for her to talk about it and it looks a little like it's freeing her to say it out loud, sharing it with someone.
She searches my eyes for something and I silently say: "That's a beautiful name." A little smile grows on her lips and her eyes light up, probably thinking about her.

"She was, is five years younger than me. We were both orphans and were brought to the same family when she was three and I was eight. At that age I already was in the Red Room for a few years and was incredibly happy when they seemed to let me go. Our new parents, Melina and Alexei, were very nice and they cared for us. When I first saw Yelena, she was still a toddler and I got to see her grow up to be a child. I loved her like a sister and we had so much fun together. We would always play in the backyard and on the street. She was the sweetest little kid and it didn't take long for me to consider her my real sister. Those were the happiest years of my life..."
Her smile becomes sad and her eyes mirror the pain she feels inside.
I'm not quite sure what to say but since Nat is looking at our fingers again, I feel like she isn't finished yet.

"A part of me always knew it was a set up. Why would the Red Room voluntarily give up a girl? But I pushed that thought aside, focusing on being happy instead and over the years I started to believe it was real. Yelena and I grew really close, we even had our own whistle and when one of us did the first part, the other one would whistle back. That's how we always knew, where the other one was."
She breathes out and takes a deep breath, almost as if she had to prepare herself for what she was going to say next.

"After three years we kind of fled with the whole family, in the middle of the night during dinner. I sensed that it wasn't going to be good what came next, but Yelena thought we were on a road-trip or something. She sang in the car while we drove to a little airport, getting in a small plane. Melina flew and it was a long flight. Melina was hurt and I sat in the back, comforting Yelena who was so scared."
Nat frowns a little at the memory of her sister being scared.

"When we arrived, they took Melina away. Yelena cried, she was afraid to lose her mother. I noticed Dreykov, the headmaster of the Red Room and knew what was going to happen. When they made a move to take Yelena, I took a gun and threatened to shoot the man who were with Dreykov. I wanted to protect my little sister, she was only six and so innocent, I didn't want her to become a deadly assassin. Sadly I couldn't protect her, they knocked both of us out and drove us somewhere. We got to a place with many other young girls and I held Yelena close, still hoping to protect her...but they took her from me. She cried loud and it broke my heart but no matter how much I fought, I couldn't reach her. They took my little sister away from me..."

A single tear rolls down Nat's cheek and she looks back up at me and it hurts me to see this much pain in her eyes.
I slowly lift my hands up and open my arms for Nat.
Sometimes it's hard to tell if she needs comfort or space and I don't push her, she can decide for herself, do what feels right for her.
Slowly but surely, she leans into my arms until her face rests in my neck and I wrap my arms around her and hold her close.
My hands rub circles on her back and we just sit like this for a while.

I take the time to process all the new information and it breaks my heart.
I appreciate her telling me so much because I know she doesn't like to talk about her past, maybe she is scared that I won't want her anymore but knowing all of this doesn't make me love her any less.
When she sits back again, she takes my hands back in hers and looks into my eyes.

"I thought about Yelena a lot the past few days because in a week it will be six years since I met Barton and everything. Until this day I still think about Yelena. On one of my earliest missions, I got assigned to kill Dreykov and therefore destroy the Red Room. That was around five years ago... ever since I was wondering where Yelena could be and if she remembers me..."
I have to hold back my own tears and search for Nat's eyes.
As I find them, I speak up: "I'm sure she does. You are part of her childhood and it sounded like you really loved each other, she has to remember you."

Nat nods a little and offers a small smile, silently agreeing with me.
"I would like to look for her. And I want you to come with me."
She holds eye contact and waits for my reaction. Of course I will support her in whatever she does.
"I'm coming with you but I'm afraid I can't really help. I know nothing about finding people."
"I will take care of that, I just feel like I can't do this alone and I want you with me. Not just for emotional support but also because I can protect you better when you're with me and I don't know how long I will be away."
"You can count on me." I smile at her and she cups my face and pulls me closer, kissing me.
There are a lot of emotions in this kiss and I can feel how relieved she is that I agreed to come with her.
We pull away and lean our foreheads against each other's.
"Let's find your sister." I say and she smiles at me, knowing we will do this together.