Natasha's POV
My heart was pounding loudly in my chest. My ribs hurt as fast as I moved but I tried to ignore it. Instead I tackled down everyone that got in my way. Until I suddenly came across a familiar face.
"No way." I said laughing. "I thought you delivered mail or something."
"Would you like to continue what we started earlier?" He said smiling.
"That's cute." I said looking at the guy I earlier kissed in the elevator. He was now wearing a black uniform and had two guns in his hands. "But I don't feel like it today." I said, understanding that he didn't know who I am.
"Well, to bad I feel like it." He said, touching my chin, moving his hand down my body, almost touching my ass.
"Oh, you shouldn't have done that." I said coldly.
"Why? You got a boyfriend to protect you?" He said laughing as he grabbed my ass.
"Yeah, kind off. But I do it better myself." I said as I hit him in the face and twisted his arms until he moaned in pain. "Still feel like it today?" I laughed. "Now," I said with a more serious voice. "I'd like you to come with me. We are all interested in your boss and you're going to tell us everything."
He moaned as an answer.Steve's POV
The big room was soon just filled with bodies on the ground. Most of them passed out, some dead. Clint and I had taken some hostages, people who seemed to know more than they should. I saw Natasha coming thought the door, pulling some other guys out with her. Tony came flying back and stopped near Clint.
"The green broccoli has returned to his human form and are now a few miles away trying to find some clothes." Tony said chuckling. I ignored him.
"Did you get any hostages?" Tony said.
"I got one hell of a talker right here." Nat said as she threw the guy on the ground next to the others.
"Steve, you haven't met the elevator guy, have you? Apparently, he's not an awkward, bad kissing, 19 year old. He's actually a raper, killer and a pure idiot." Natasha continued.
My eyes burned into the guys face, making him scared and looked away.
"I'm actually 23." He said tired.
"What's you name?" Tony said.
"And why would I tell you?"
Natasha kicked him in the stomach and his head hit the floor. As soon as he got his vision back, he sat straight up.
"My name is Peter Pierce. Nephew to a certain Alexander Pierce. I'm also known as agent 17." Peter said.
"It all makes sense now." Natasha chuckled.
"What does?" I asked confused.
"Alexander. He's behind it."
"But he's been in prison for months?" Tony said.
"And he luckily had some blood outside the fences. Someone who would help him. Someone I luckily met." Natasha said.
"I wouldn't call that luck, Natalia Romanova. You don't think I know everything about you? My uncle told me everything. Don't call me a killer when we all know that your the worlds most deadliest assassin." He laughed.
"Maybe if you were smart enough, that would be a reason to keep your mouth shut." Nat said, her eyes burning into Peters.
"And your lovely father. He really did love you didn't he?" Peter kept talking. "Did he love you enough to rape you too? Or was that just all his friends?"
Before he had finished the sentence, he was passed out on the floor.
"You didn't have to do that." Nat said to me.
"My pleasure." I said as I rubbed my fist.
"We got some information about the hostages." Clint said as Thor walked by his side.
"Fury's on the 34th floor. We'll just get him and Peter and get out of here. They have all the information that we need." Clint said.
"We got it." Natasha said as she started walking too the corridor, where the elevator were.
"Keep this idiot sleepy." I said as I left Thor, Clint and Tony behind. Nat was already in an elevator, holding the door for me.
"Are you okey?" She said once I was inside.
"Yes, of course. You?" I said as I touched her waist. Her face made a little grimace.
"I'm fine. Some broken ribs, been touched by two different men that I didn't appreciate."
"I'm so sorry."
"No, no I didn't mean it like that."
She didn't want my pity.
"Wait, two men?"
"Yeah, Bruce is a little nuts." She said.
"I'll tell you later."
I nod.
"We really gotta get your ribs checked out." I said worryingly.
Natasha laughed.
"I think we have other things to worry about right know."
She kissed my lips and when the elevator stopped at our floor.
"So much better." She said as she took her lips away from mine.
"Now, let's find Fury."I knooow, I haven't posted for a few days but I'll try to update tomorrow again. And today is Scarlett Johansson's birthday so I'd like to say congratulations to one of the most talented and beautiful actress alive. And also congratulations to Mark Ruffalo. The great hulk.
Sweet dreams.
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FanficHaha, well this is basically a story about Romanogers (Natasha Romanoff and Steve Rogers) and I pretty much write it the way I would have wanted it to be. I come up with new stuff for every part so if you have any suggestions I'll be glad to hear th...