Y/n pov
"Then answer my questions" he says with the tone that used to make me want to crawl into a corner and cry. But that was before, when i was human, i'm not the same anymore. I may suffer from PTSD of everything but considering everything, i know i can handle myself, even when i'm scared...
"Ask away"
"Where are we?"
"Avengers tower, my home and the home of my family"
"What is all of this?" he says, gesturing to all the technology around us.
"It's tech, a hologram screen" he looks at me with a million question piercing his eyes. "You don't know what that is, do you?"
"Where were you? I looked for you, it's been five months and you're already remarried, to a woman no less"
"It's been over seventy years since i disappeared Daniel, how are you alive?"
"It's been five months Y/n, what is happening?"
"What's the last thing you remember?" i ask, afraid of what he has been affected by. This is not how i expected the day after my wedding would be.
"I was in the woods with Rogers, looking for you. We cam across some Hydra agents and i feel" i take out a scanners from one of the drawers.
"I think you feel through a wormhole" i say, draggin the piece of metal in front of him.
"A what?"
"A whole in space and time, i think that when you feel into it you somehow ended up here"
"What are you talking about?"
"You time travelled Daniel"
"That's not possible, there's no such thing as time travel"
"Howard was talking about flying cars, Steve became a super solider and died"
If you're dead? Does that mean i'm in heaven?"
"If it only were that simple, i'm not going to heaven no matter what, i've killed far too many for that. You time travelled seventy years into the future Daniel, things have changed" but he still doesn't seem to believe a word i'm saying, like i'm talking a completely different language. "I need to talk to Tony" i mumble, but he hears me.
"Howards son, it's his tower technically" i meet hi searching gaze, seeing it looking for me. But it's not the Y/n he remembers, not anymore. "Could you follow me up to the Medbay please" i say to him and then i address Friday. "Friday, please let the team know i'll be needing them in the Medbad now, let Sam know too"
Natasha pov
"What do you mean it's your husband, isn't he very dead?" Tony asks as Helen continues to do health checks on the so-called Daniel. I can't deny the similarities to the Daniel i had met in the other reality.
"In our timeline he is, but somehow he time travelled when he was out looking for me with Steve" Y/n answers, grabbing my hand so that i look in her eyes. "Everythings gonna be okay" but i know that it's not, because i can feel exactly what she feels at this moment. It's no coincidence that she had married Daniel, it had all been the curse, for this moment in the future.
"Why am i being woken up at five thirty in the morning on a saturday?" Bucky asks but freezes at the first step in the door frame upon seeing who's on the bed.
"Buck, mind moving so i can come in" Steve says behind him and when he does he just turns to me with a questioning gaze.
"It's Daniel" she answers his gaze. "Do you remember when he and you went out on a mission to find me. How long after i left was it?"
"Five months, why?"
"He sais that you got ambushed and he fell and somehow he ended up here"
"It was Hydra who was behind the ambush, i thought he got captured or died from the fall"
"He didn't, he apparently fell through a wormhole"
"Because that's not crazy" i mutter under my breath and Y/n squishies my hand in reassurement.
"Fill in Wanda and clint when they come here, i'm gonna talk to him. And tells Wanda i found what she was looking for" she says before letting go of my hand and walking up to Daniel's bedside. With Helen there still checking his vitals she takes his hand as she talks.
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In the end, it's only us (Natasha x reader
Fiksi PenggemarIf anyone deserves their happily ever after, it's Natasha and Y/n. But like always, life is difficult even for those who've suffered the most. But now there are a whole new set of challenges in front of them, for a new chapter in their lives. Death...