Ch34

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A/N: high winds and rain, oh god.
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Steve pressed Natasha up to his chest while she stared off into space; her breath trying to return to normal.
"Nat it's ok, that's never going to happen."
With a shaky voice, Natasha was able to answer him,"but what if it does? I'm having these dreams for a reason."
Kissing her forehead softly, Steve then said he had to go help Maria with something.
"Oh.....well alright."
"I'll meet you back in our room, don't worry."
Natasha scoffed,"I'm not worried, the Black Widow doesn't worry."
Steve smiled and stopped at the doorway,"she also doesn't love and we know how wrong that is."
Wrapping a red blanket over her, Natasha made her way over to Steve and trapped him between the doorway, and her.
Steve watched her slowly, eyes following every move carefully, grinning when she trapped him between the two things.
"What are you doing Romanoff?"
Natasha smiled innocently, emerald eyes flashing just once with mischief.
"I'm not planning anything," she said sweetly,"just wanting to be closer to you. I don't want to see you go off with Maria, I want you to stay with me."
Steve's head was swarming with confusion, and with Avengers Tower nearing closer, he didn't have time to deal with Natasha.
He snapped out of his trace when he felt a delicate hand crawl up his chest.
Steve suddenly realized that Natasha doesn't want him to go to Maria because, she's jealous?
Steve swiftly grabbed her wrist and held it tight, causing a gasp to escape from the redhead.
Taking a deep breath, Steve spoke with a stern voice,"Natasha, are you jealous of Maria?"
Natasha stopped trying to get out and her eyes briefly met his, looking away when she put her head down in defeat.
"Yea, I was jealous of Maria. I thought I was going to lose you to her."
Enveloping Natasha into a light hug, Steve brought his face closer to hers.
"Nothing can compare to my Tasha."
Steve leaned forward and kissed her softly on the lips, breaking apart when he felt the jet land.
Waving goodbye to Natasha, he ran out the jet, needing to give the already pissed off Maria the info they found.
Still wrapped in a red cloth blanket, Natasha slowly made her way to their room and plopped down on the bed, laying on Steve's side.
She closed her eyes and brought the red blanket over her, keeping her warm.
Please no nightmares
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A/N: I'm surprised that I was able to get this out. I'm at a friends sleepover party for the moment and we almost got hit with a tornado. But I'm ok and my friends are ok so I'm happy.

Happy Reading!
~Forever RedWind

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