As the jet drew close back to the base, Natasha had a heavy heart, wishing, that in that jet it
would be him, and the rest of the team.
"Nat? Have you been crying?" A voice asked.
"No Bruce. I've been celebrating that my boyfriends dead, how about you?" She sniffed.
"I just wanted to apologies. I knew I shouldn't have said, let alone done anything to hurt you. And I, It was wrong of me." He said, that earned a soft smile from Natasha.
"Thanks, it's nice to know that I'm not alone. Really Bruce. And I'm sorry, that I was such a huge jerk. I honestly never meant for it to happen." She replied.
"It's ok. Even though you have nothing to apologise for." He smiled.
The door opened, then Maria and Bucky entered. Bruce mumbled something to Natasha then walked out.
"Well?" She sniffed.
"Maybe they are KIA." He emphasised.
Natasha couldn't help but break out in tears. Lucky for her, waterproof mascara. Bucky threw an arm around her and hugged her, letting her tears flow freely.
"No, sorry. I should probably get ready, for tomorrow and so should you. The press are asking for a statement, so I-we need to issue one. I'll see tomorrow."
