Weakness | Natasha Romanoff

"She's not."

Natasha PoV:
I was just driving us over a bridge when there was an explosion causing the car to go flying and almost fall off a bridge.

"Yuliya? Are you ok?" I asked as I tried to unbuckle myself.

"What do Americans say? Just peachy or something stupid like that." She groaned also trying to unbuckle herself.

After lots of struggling I managed to unbuckle both of us before we got blown up again. We slowly climbed out the car and frantically looked around to see where our attacker was.

There was a dodgy looking car pull up and I made sure to step in front of Yuliya. The person stepped out the car with a gun in hand.

They were wearing a mask that covered their nose and mouth but I could recognise those eyes anywhere. It was her. Her eyes weren't happy, the were lifeless and full of pain.

"Olivia?" I hesitantly said as I lowered my gun.

"It's not her." Yuliya told me but I shook my head as my eyes filled with tears.

"It is." I defended.

"No that's what he wants you to think. It might look like her but she will kill us with no hesitation."

"The dust." I whispered to the younger girl who got a vial out of her pocket and slipped it into my pocket.

"Her nose has to be uncovered for it to work." She explained and I nodded.

My advantage was that I knew how she fought and she didn't know that I know. After 10 minutes of my trying to knock her mask off I gave up. Her fighting was different, she was almost as strong as Steve.

I took a couple steps back and Olivia pulled her gun out. She pulled the trigger no hesitation. The bullet didn't hit me though, it flew past my head. She was still in there. She knows how to shoot a gun properly and she definitely has flawless aim.

"Natasha, I think we should run. If she's Dreykov's new puppet we will see her again soon." Yuliya said and I agreed before hesitantly abandoning the fight.

We ran as fast as we could to the train station and luckily got on the right train. "Shit." I groaned, finally able to catch my breath.

"You didn't say she was a super soldier." Yuliya stated but I shook my head.

"She's not." I told her.

"If she wasn't, she is now. The way she was chucking you about like a rag doll isn't humanly possible." She chuckled and I felt my heart sink to my stomach. "Sorry that was insensitive." Yuliya apologised when she noticed I had slightly teared up.

"No it's fine." I replied, blinking the tears away.

"Yelena is kinda mad at you by the way." She warned me and I sighed.

"Great." I sarcastically said as Yuliya rested her head on the train window.

-

"Once we free your wife do you think she'll like me?" Yuliya asked making me chuckle.

"Yeah definitely. She likes everyone unless they give her a reason to not like her." I explained as we stepped off the train.

"That's reasonable," she says "you're both avengers, right?"

"Yeah, we had just settled down. And then she got taken." I sighed while looking around, making sure nobody was following us.

"I'm sorry." Yuliya said and i furrowed my brows.

"Why?"

"I can't imagine how your feeling right now. If I was in love and we had just settled down and something like this happened i would be heartbroken." She explained and I felt tears prick my eyes but I quickly blinked them away.