Romanrogers With a Twist

-Chapter One-

2016-Civil War-  

-The beginning-   

I just realized I wrote this before I even watched civil war😭help 

-Steve's POV-  

We were all gathered in a meeting.  Natasha, Tony, Sam, Wanda, Rhodey you name it.  

"Anyways like I was saying- "  -BUZZ!-  My phone goes off interrupting Tony's great speech.  I pull it out of my pocket to see who texted me.  -Unknown Number -  In the conversation to wrote :  She's Gone Asleep Now.  

I blanked out.  No!  This can't be happening! Gone!?  Forever!?

I stood up.  "I have to go now."  Then urgent rushed out of the room the meeting was being held in.  I noticed some worried and confused faces being exchanged as I left, but this wasn't any of their business to deal with.  

"Where are going!?"  A voice calls out.  I turn around quickly to o catch a glimpse of the face.  Natasha.  Crap.  

"You heard me!"  Natasha yells.  She must have caught sight of me looking at her.  Her arms were crossed and she was not in the mood for ignorance.  I ignored her.  Natasha then came running next to me trying to keep up.  She tugged on my arm forcing me to stop.  

"Tell me!  Please!"  She beg.  She gives a distressed face and uses both her arms on my arm.  I shake my head.  I try to jerk away from her grasp.  

A door down the hallway then burst open and Sam comes running and pulls Natasha away.  

"LET ME GO!!!"  Natasha screams.  She is kicking and grunting.  Natasha keeps trying to resist him.  

"STEVE PLEASE !  Please."  Nat screams.  Her voice falls shortly quiet for a quick seconds.  I look back to see Natasha's pleading face.  I hate to see her hurting like that.  

"He has places to go and business to do!  Let him be!"  Sam hollers while he is trying to keep Natasha in his grasp.  Natasha kicks Sam really hard, harder than before and Sam drops his arms, defeated and Natasha begins sprinting towards me .  I notice her running towards me and take off to the Quinjet not stopping.  Natasha is in still on my tail.  I stopped for a quick second to quickly catch my breath, because I didn't take a breath.  As soon I did that, Natasha then runs right in front of me facing me.  

"Let me go."  I say lowly.  I brace myself for what's next.  Natasha glares at me.  She has blocked me and it's almost completely impossible to pass her reach.  Even if I do attempt to pass her, she'll kick me really hard and I also wouldn't make it in one piece.  

Natasha flips some knifes out of her pockets.  They're long and silvery metallic.  She twists them and they land in her hands.  I was almost about to take a step toward then Sam comes back and slams Natasha against the wall even harder than before.  You can hear the wall smash up against Nat.  "Go Steve!  Go Now!  It's the only way!  GO!"  Sam continues to shout while trying to resist and trying to attempt to prevent Natasha from getting to me.  I think he's still over reacting a bit though.  I don't ignore his orders though and run faster than I did before.  I had to go see her.  Right before I get onto the Quinjet I hear Natasha pulling herself underneath Sam and switching places.  

"I don't want to do this Sam."  Natasha's voice is low and irritated.  "Just let me see Steve.  Please."  She grunts.  

"Not on my watch."  Sam twists her arms and kicks her legs and runs to Quinjet  Sam jumps in and we begin our journey.  And now we're off to England

-London, England- 

I tug on my tuxedo, making sure it's straightened.  One of the sides is uneven and it bothers me.  Sam pats my shoulder.