Romanrogers With a Twist

-Chapter Six-

-Vienna Austria-

-Steve's POV-  

-ReRead Chapter Three for Refresh :)-

"Bucky!  Bucky!  Come in again!"  I say!

"What is it Rogers?"  Bucky Responds.

"Head out I have retrieved Natasha.  Over!"  I say.

"Copy that Cap I am on my way.  Meet you by the original entrance."  Bucky says before disappearing off the coms.

I look worriedly down at Natasha.  She's silently tensed.  I can tell she is pain, but I cannot do anything to stop.  All I really hope is that Natasha is okay.  I take off my jacket carefully with Natasha still in my arms.  

Once I have the jacket taken off, I carefully wrap Natasha in my jacket.  I hold my shield in front of Natasha, protecting and guarding her.  And I hold a gun in my hand just in case, for extra percaution.  

I keep making little glances down at Natasha.  Her body keeps growing paler and paler by the second.  I grow even more worried after each look.  She must be getting paler from blood loss.  I start to pick up my pace a little more.  

Then suddenly a tall figure rounds the corner.  I hold my gun in position, but then I see the metal arm.  "STEVE!  IT'S ME!"  Bucky reassures me.  And he meets up with us.  

"Steve!  Natasha!  Wait what happened to Nat?"  Bucky stares at us both with concern.  

"It was nothing right now Bucky.   Besides we have better things to worry about right now.  We have to get out of this building stat.  I'll tell you later Bucks."  I say as I look behind me to see if any agents have decided to fall me.  

"Well we better hurry!  I placed a bomb in here.   It could explode any minute now!"  Bucky yells.  

"BUCKY!  WHY!?"  I shout back at him.  He shrugs and smiles.  I knew I should have taken away his full choice of weapons and other destructive things that were ever created on the face of this earth.  

"Why Not?"  Bucky replies.  I sigh at his response.  Bucky can be careless at times, but that is also why I am still best friends with him.  

We run and manage to get out of the building.  Then the entire place blows up in our faces, just evolving into a shower flames and sparks.  It almost looks beautiful, I mean it's an explosion, but it's a good one, like a fountain of fireworks.  

I glance down at Nat.  Her face is pale like snow, and freezing.  I can tell, because the cold winds that are whipping at as sting horribly.  Like a nagging bitter cold.  Even my face is cold.  Her cheeks and nose show a little bit of tiny blush, which still makes me think we have chance with her.  That there is still life in her.  

Her eyes are shut preciously, while they are slightly red.  Ugh Natasha is just the definition of pretty, it is almost like I could stare into her eyes for ages, and never get bored.  

"Nat!  Natasha wake up!"  I hiss slightly, shaking her.  I'm trying to wake her up from her deep slumber, except it just doesn't seem to work.  I want her to stay with me, but I know in reality that won't happen.  Her body keeps growing paler.  

Suddenly her eyes bounce open in shock.  "C'mon Nat!  You got to stay with me!"  I plead to her.  Natasha nods at my words then slowly places her head on my shoulder.   My heart melts slightly, because after all she is just a pretty woman.  

"Almost there!"  I smile at her.  I try to keep my smile bright, to motivate her, but I still get no response from her, which worries me even more.  I pull her up closer to me, wrapping my arms even more tightly around her.  

Bucky opens the jet door.  "Hurry!"  Bucky says.  I dash into the quinjet.