Dont blame yourself Y.B

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Me, Yelena, Natasha, Steve, and Wanda were on a mission. We were going into a hydra facility to get files on hydra. Me and Yelena were paired because she didn't like me to be out of her sight on missions we had together. Natasha, Steve, and Wanda we're together.

As we were traveling down the long hallway two guards came around the corner. Yelena attacked the first and I jumped over and attacked the other.

Once we finished them, we ran to the end room. When we opened the door, guards were guarding the files. I looked at Yelena and she gave the signal to fight, so that's what we did.

We fought each guard with skill and caution. There were two guards left. I knocked one of them out and the other Yelena was still fighting off. He had his gun in his hand and Yelena was trying to take the gun. He pulled the trigger and I felt a sharp pain. Yelena knocked him out and grabbed the files. I couldn't speak or move. My body was still. "Lena" I said with all the power I had left. She turned around and her face turned purple. She dropped the files and ran over to me. I collapsed to the ground and she caught me before I hit the ground.

"No no no no no, come on" she said applying pressure to the wound. Blood came up through my mouth. I latched my hand onto her vest. "Hey dekta look at me okay, you're going to be fine" she said while her voice was breaking.

More blood came out of my mouth, I was drenched in blood. Yelena clicked on her ear piece. "I have the files, but y/n is hurt" she said not taking her eyes off of me once. She ripped a piece of her clothing off and tied it around my waist to stop the blood.

"Pumpkin I'm going to pick you up okay, just breathe" she said picking me up. I squinted my eyes from the pain. She grabbed the files and ran out the door. "Don't die, don't die" is all I heard before I blacked out.

YELENA POV
As I ran through the halls of the hydra facility, y/n eyes had rolled back and she blacked out. "No, baby come on wake up please."

I had made my way outside and rushed to the jet. Everyone was already on the jet and was waiting for me. When I ran onto the jet, Bruce immediately got y/n the table and started to work on her. Natasha pushed me away from the scene, and I fought her. "Yelena let him help her" she said remaining calm, even though I knew she hated seeing y/n like that as much as I did.

Natasha and y/n was friends before I met her, so they have a longer history than I do. Tears came to my eyes. "She's bleeding, I need to stop the bleeding" I repeated. Natasha pushed me against the wall of the jet. "Lena he's going to help her" she stated but I just wouldn't stop.

"She needs me Nat please" Natasha but back her tears and still held me against the wall. "Yelena he's going to help her just give him time" she explained. I fell to the floor in tears.

"She can't die" I said with my head towards the ceiling. "She wouldn't respond to me, her hand grabbed my shirt and she choked on more blood. There's so much blood" I was starting to freak out.

"Yelena calm down" Natasha said trying to shake me out of my trance. "I need her" I cried out.

We had landed at the compound and Bruce rushed her to the med room. I clean myself up and then rushed over to the med room, where Natasha was standing behind the glass screen that divided us and y/n.

I watched as she silently watched as the doctors worked on y/n. A tear fell from her eye. I made myself known and she wiped her tears and cleared her throat.

I looked through the glass. She was being worked on and she still looked beautiful. "I should have took the gun from him" I said never taking my eyes off of her. Natasha looked over at me. "Yelena don't blame yourself, nothing you could have done would have changed this" she explained. "I could have took the gun from him and he wouldn't have shot her" I explained.

"Yelena you didn't know he was going to pull the trigger." I looked over at her. "I could have stopped it" I said again.

"Yelena can't blame yourself, y/n needs you. She needs is someone who is there for her and not someone who's mind is somewhere else."

They finished and Bruce came out of the med room.

"Umm she's alive but she did lose a lot of blood, so I will have to keep her for like two days and check on her. Other than that she's fine and you can go see her. She is asleep, so I would let her rest for a little while" he explained.

I walked in the room. She had wires and cords hooked up to her and she still had blood on her. I sat down on the chair beside her and held her hand. I brought her hand to my mouth and kissed it. I held it closely to me. "I'm so sorry pumpkin. You're so pretty and I love you so much. I can't live without you and I'm so happy that you are here and alive." I squeezed her hand every so often.

"I don't know what I would have done without you. I can't help but blame myself for this and I know you hate when I do that, but I can't help it." I smiled at the thought of her getting mad at me because I blamed myself for a mission I messed up one time.

I kissed her hand again.

Three days later.......

I walked in the rom where y/n had been for the past three days. When I walked in her eyes were open, something I haven't seen since three days ago.

I practically ran over to where she was and attacked her with kisses. "I love you so much." I said in between kisses. "I heard what you said" she said looking up into my eyes.

"Everything" I said embarrassed. "Every bit of it" she responded. "I meant ever word" I said leaning in for a kiss. "It's not your fault, Yelena" she said my fist name for the first time in forever. It surprised me because I was used to calling me nicknames.

I looked down. She grabbed my face and turned it towards her. "It's not your fault" she looked at me sincerely. "I just think if I had taken the gun from him, he wouldn't have shot you and you wouldn't have almost died" I explained. "Yelena you can't change the past, it wasn't your fault it was his. Don't blame yourself end of discussion" she said soft but stern.

"Now can you get your hand off my stomach that hurts" she said and I moved my hand. "Sorry."

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