Stranger~ Natasha Romanoff

Part 14

Y/N'S POV

I could hear everything that was going on but I couldn't see anything. Now I am immersed in complete silence, not a sound, not a person breathing in the room. I guess it's night. I don't really understand what is going on but for the first time in a very long time I feel good, I feel safe. Everything recently has been a mess. Since the explosion, I haven't had a full night of sleep. Then thi whole thing about N, well, Natasha... It's just complicated, and now that I know who she is it might be even more complicated... I also have the weight of keeping good grades at school on my shoulders.I want to stay in this calm, carefree state. I don't want to wake up. In fact, I'm afraid to wake up, afraid of what will happen, afraid of what the consequences could be.

The sound of a door opening can be heard and then closing. I try to listen to the sound of footsteps to see who it could be. They are light, slow footsteps, as if this person is trying to go unnoticed. The footsteps come closer and suddenly stop. I hear a light, calm and sleepy breath coming from my left side. Then I feel a soft hand gently caressing my head and hair, moving from the top of my head, to the left side until it reaches my jaw, then my neck and shoulder. It stops there and time seems to stand still. I know exactly who it is... Who else could it be...

"Hey umh... Y/N... I don't know if you can hear me but if you do, and please I hope you do even if I'll probably regret it later... I want you to know that you're in a safe place here and uhm I'm not going anywhere..."

I can't hear clearly what she said after that, but it's hard to listen to her, to know that she's worried and probably not sleeping like she should, just because I'm too selfish to get out of this state I'm in.

In the one hand, I don't feel like waking up right now but on the other hand I wish I could see her. God how much I want to see her right now.

Maybe I can't even wake up? Maybe I am dead? Damn it, maybe I am! Or maybe I just passed out? I've been like this before so I don't know. How am I supposed to know though? I need more time, just a few hours at least.

I decide to go back to what she was saying but I realize I can no longer hear her. However I know she is still there because her hand is still on my shoulder.

The door opens once more, someone enters, and whistles. This time the footsteps are much louder and more determined.

"Natasha, what are you doing here?"

I recognize that voice, it's the man who brought me here when I first arrived. Tony. The hand that was in my shoulder withdraws abruptly. It's crazy how I feel that something is missing already... I want her to stay close to me? I want her here, she makes me feel safe. Unfortunately I hear her footsteps move away. On the other side, Tony approaches, and joins the side of bed. I hear some sounds coming from what might be computers or something.

"Natasha please tell me you didn't stay here all night." He put out.

"Umh no... no I came here around an hour ago, I couldn't sleep anyway." She mumbled.

"Any progress?" She questionned as if she was trying to avoid talking about her.

"Her state is good but I told you that yesterday already, she just need to wake up" He recalled with a really clear tone.

"But how is she supposed to wake up?"

"By herself, she is the only one who has control over this. When she'll feel like it, she'll wake up." He stated. "She is probably even hearing what we are saying now!" He excalmed taking this ironic voice he uses a lot.