The Mission (Natasha x Bucky)

Chapter 3

AN: I do not own any of the Marvel characters, although I wish I did. The only character I own is my oc who is Bucky and Nat's daughter. Also, there's gonna be a bit of a time jump starting after the car scene because I'm too lazy to write all of that down. I've also decided to do flashbacks in this story.

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The car chase scene ended quick with Natasha and Yelena hiding up in a secret hiding spot where Natasha hid with Clint Barton for a few days after her escape from the Red Room. They were in a vent that was in the ceiling of a subway.

"You okay?" Natasha asked Yelena after she finished wrapping a bandage around her bullet wound.

"Yeah. Great plan. I love the part where I almost bled to death." Yelena says sarcastically, "This is cozy."

"Barton and I spent two days hiding out up here." Natasha said.

"That must have been have." Yelena says while looking around and seeing tic tac to writings in the wall.

"Who the hell is that guy?" Natasha wondered.

"Dreykov's special project. So probably your daughter." Yelena answered, "She can mimic anyone he's ever seen. It's like fighting a mirror. Dreykov only deploys her for top-priority missions."

"How do you know so much about her?" Natasha asked.

"Because before you gave birth to her and before Dreykov wiped your memories, you came to me and asked if I could watch her," Yelena explains, "I found where they were keeping her a couple of days after she was born. I stole her away from them but Dreykov found out and he took her back. He punished me for stealing her but it didn't stop me from keeping tabs on her."

"How'd you keep tabs on her?" Natasha asked with curiosity in her voice.

"I wouldn't eat dinner when it was brought to me. The girls in my 'hall' would cover for me while I snuck out and went to your daughter's room and gave her my food." Yelena explained.

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Flashback: November, 2005

Natalie sat in the corner of her room chained to the ground. She had a bed, but whenever she got a mission wrong she would be chained to the ground as punishment and not have dinner. She was exhausted and starving. Natalie backed up against the wall once she heard her bedroom door being opened. Natalie didn't have any self defense with her so she couldn't protect herself if it was an intruder. Once the door opened, it revealed an older woman. The woman was older than her but she looked young. She had blonde hair and blue eyes and she as definitely taller than Natalie.

"My name is Yelena. I am your aunt." The woman introduced herself to Natalie. The woman, now known to Natalie as Yelena, placed a plate of food down and pushed it in towards Natalie, "It was supposed to be mine. But I didn't want you to starve." Yelena continued.

Natalie went for the food but forgot she was chained to the wall. She looked behind her back and frowned. Natalie couldn't eat or even move her hands to reach the food, "Oh, shit. Let me help you with that." Yelena cursed under her breath as she went to pick the locks of the chains. Natalie was excited to be out of those chains but she didn't know if she could really trust Yelena. The younger assassin was trained since the day she turned three years old to never trust anyone.

Yelena saw Natalie look up at her, and she knew Natalie was questioning whether or not she should reach for the food, "It's not poisoned, don't worry. I made sure of that before I came up here." Yelena reassured her. After thinking for a few minutes, Natalie finally reached for the food and ate everything. Even though the food they served at the Red Room wasn't good, Yelena was still happy that Natalie ate something so that she wouldn't starve to death.

When Natalie was finished eating the food, she thanked Yelena as she unlocked the chains on Natalie's feet. Once that was done, Natalie sat on the bed and Yelena sat on the floor, "So do you have a name?" Yelena asked.

Natalie looked up as if she had to think about it, "Everyone calls me WinterWidow. But I don't know what my real name is."

Now Yelena thought for a moment, "How about let's call you Natalie? It's similar to your mother's name."

Natalie smiled, "I like it. Do you know my mother?"

"She's my older sister." Yelena responded.

"Do you know where she is?" Natalie asked.

"No, I don't." Yelena frowned. Natasha had escaped the Red Room almost two years ago. It wasn't a secret as she and her partner exploded Dreykov's home.

"But do you know my father?" Natalie inquired.

"I do, actually. I talk to him sometimes but I don't really think he likes me." Yelena said trying to be sarcastic but Natalie didn't really seem to get the joke.

Yelena cleared her throat, "So how did your mission go today?"

"They said I didn't do the right thing." Natalie frowned.

"Who said that?" Yelena asked.

"My instructions. She teaches me how to dance. I can't remember her name." Natalie responded.

"Is her name maybe Madame B?" Yelena inquired.

Natalie smiled, "Yes! How did you know?"

Yelena laughed at the young assassin's excitement, "She happens to be my dance teacher too."

Natalie's smile faded, "I don't think she likes me very much."

"I think she likes you. I think she didn't like your mother very much and she thinks you're gonna be just like her." Yelena reassured her.

"I wanna be like mommy. Even though I don't know her." Natalie said.

"I'm sure you're gonna be just like her." Yelena encouraged her.

"I wanna be like daddy too." Natalie added.

"Why don't we just stick to being like mommy for now, okay?" Yelena said. Yelena admired Natalie for wanting to be like both of her parents but she doesn't know that her father is a trained serial killer. And Yelena doesn't want her to know that.

"Is daddy bad?" Natalie asked.

Yelena had her full attention on Natalie now, "He's...done some bad things. But he would never hurt you if that's what you're thinking."

"Then why did he leave? And why did mommy leave?" Natalie continued asking questions.

Yelena didn't have time to answer her questions as the door rattled again. Yelena stood up and so did Natalie. Yelena grabbed Natalie by her shoulders gently and looked into her eyes, "You have to put those chains back on. I don't want you to get into trouble. Please listen to me." She ordered Natalie.

Natalie nodded as she rewatched Yelena go through the only window from her bedroom. Natalie closed the window, pushed the plate underneath her bed, and she went back to the corner she was in earlier and put the chains back on. The door opened and Madam B walked in, "Who were you talking to, WinterWidow?" She asked.

"No one." Natalie lied. Natalie noticed Madame B was much older than both her and her aunt Yelena. She had grey hair that was tied into a bun.

Madame B shut the door behind her. Yelena was hanging onto the window sill, listening into their conversation, "If I find out that you are lying, you are going to be in very big trouble with Dreykov young lady, do you understand?" Madame B warned Natalie in Russian.

"I understand." Natalie replied in Russian.

"Lights out and go to sleep, WinterWidow." Madame B ordered and she left the room and locked the door behind her.