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Natasha pov
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Clint came inside the room with an envelope and two super soldiers that looked wasted.
"Damn, Y/n got a strong assistant," they said and looked over to me, who had puffy red eyes and Wanda next to me.
"What Y/n sent an assistant here, she never uses an assistant, wait what was her name" I said as I realised it might have been Y/n there instead of the so called assistant.
"Mrs. Brown, I think, she was very polite -"
"Excuse me, she made us lay on the ground the second after we grabbed her." Bucky cut off Clint as he was pointing out him and Steve.
"Guys, Mrs. Brown is Y/n undercover assistant name, it always have been, you guys have the size brain of a pea no no nevermind a strawberry seed" I laughed out as I snatched the envelope from Clint, he stormed to the couch to see what was inside.
As I opened the envelope, I felt a hole that got punched in my chest, slowly filling up. A gasp escaped as I saw the pictures of me and her. There was a little note.
"Hopes this makes it a little up for the brutal way I broke up with you, there's all the pictures of you and me, except the one with you and me on our first date I still have it.
Love, Mrs. Brown aka Y/n L/n" I read out loud. Everyone gasped as I smiled and laid, putting all the pictures on the table.
I sorted the pictures from oldest the newest, Clint pointed out one where I was sleeping, and Y/n was kissing me on the cheek.
"Definitely didn't know about that one, sneaky little girl," i chuckled as I kept looking at every single picture.
Wanda had her hand at my shoulder and steve and Bucky and ice on their foreheads.
I looked at the others with a smile plastered onto my face.
Steve and Bucky gave me the confused look while Clint and Wanda gave me the hell no look.
"No way we are doing that, I don't wanna know what happens if I get laid down by her. She got ice on two super soldiers," Wanda said, clearly not doing it
Clint agreed with Wanda.
"OK, then I'll do It myself tomorrow if you are just gonna do everything for yourself." I sighed at what just came out of my mouth and walked to my room in silence.
The night was falling over the city as I looked out the window and let out yet another sigh as my eyes closed.
~~~~~~~~~~~the next morning~~~~~~~~
As I walked down to the kitchen and about to walk out the door, Clint stopped me. I looked up at him with the 'are you serious' look as he sighed.
"Y/n's is not in town anymore she left town, she got all the way to Budapest from yesterday to today" he said as pushed past him and walked to Tony's car Clint followed me.
"Get away, Clint, I need to reach Budapest." As I turned on the car, Clint walked away.
I started driving with a million thoughts in my head.
I kept driving and driving, but as I reached nothing, i realised I would never get to Budapest.
I smashed my head against the starring wheel and started to let tear fall down from my face down, soaking my pants.
The car got out of control, and before I knew anything else, a truck smashed into my.... well, Tony's car.
My head was sore, and the car was smashed. Tony would for sure kill me.
I rubbed my head as I got out and looked around.
People were crowding the place, and soon after, the police and ambulances were showing up.
An ambulance guy walked up to me and started slowly pushing me towards the ambulance.
He was holding my neck in case my neck was hurt.
I sat down carefully as the ambulance people were checking me.
"Miss, are you ok? Does it hurt anywhere?" a guy said as my breath slowly became heavier, I looked around, trying to get my eyes to focus.
"Miss, I need you to answer," the guy said again, I took my hand onto my head, trying to make my headache go away.
The ambulance people leaned my head back slowly and got me to drink some water.
I started coughing as the ambulance people took it as a warning sign. They started getting me slowly on an ambulance bed and got me in the ambulance.
Before the door closed, I saw Clint getting in the ambulance.
"Hey Nat, how you feeling?" a little smile appeared on my face.
"Better than ever, Barton," I said sarcastic, my head was pounding, vision was blurry, and my arm was bleeding and hurting too.
"Clint, do you mind calling Y/n, please?" I said as I began coughing up some blood.
"No, not at all Natasha, anything for you," Clint answered and pulled his phone out.
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Forever Always Mine (Natasha Romanoff x Reader)
FanficY/n Well yeah she is just like any other 22 year olds, well nearly like any other 22 year olds. it isn't exactly easy to be like everyone else when you're an super spy, trained to kill. It was never meant to be them, they were always meant to be fri...
