|Redemption|➾|Marvel|➾|The Avengers|

08

Natasha arrived at the hospital quickly running it to see Fury. He was currently in surgery so she had to standby in the little waiting room watching.

When she walked in she saw Steve standing up looking through the window with his head slightly down.

Then to the side was Talia sitting in a chair as a doctor was about to remove the bullet that was in her arm from her being shot earlier.

"Are you sure you don't want an anesthetic?" The doctor asked curiously.

"Just remove the damn thing!" She ordered angrily. The doctor nodded nervously beginning to prepare to remove the bullet.

"Please." She said in a nicer tone.

Talia gripped onto the metal part of the chair she was on as the bullet was being removed. Her strength had doubled because of the pain causing her to begin crushing the metal handle till the bullet was pulled out. Once the bullet was removed the doctor wrapped her arm up in gauze, then proceeded to walk away without a second look back.

Talia stood up walking towards Nat and Steve. She looked at Nat's hurt face then slowly grabbed her hand in comfort feeling as Natasha gripped her head back.

"Tell me about the shooter." She insisted.

"He's fast, strong...had a metal arm." Steve told her.

"Had a metal arm."

That sentence struck Talia. 'Metal arm'. It couldn't be. Talia didn't see that he had a metal arm, then again she wasn't paying attention.

"Are you sure?" Talia asked suspiciously taken back.

"Yes." Steve nodded.

Talia's lips parted slightly thinking about everything that was going around in her head.

'He should be dead.'

'No he shouldn't, after all you don't know what happened all those years after you were buried.'

Agent Hill walked in, joining the three as the surgery continued. She was silent trying not to cry. Natasha then began to speak as she stood there emotionless.

"Ballistics?" She asked making Talia glance at her from the side.

"Three slugs. No rifling completely untraceable." Agent Hill said.

"Soviet made."

"Yes." Maria said confirming the info.

In the surgical room complications began with the operation. Fury's heart beat was going down. All doctors and nurses began panicking moving all around the room furiously trying to do all they could.

Knowing his heart rate was dropping rapidly they then proceeded to get the defibrillators charging them up. Once charged the doctor warned everybody to stand back giving Fury a shock.

"Pulse?"

"No pulse."

Once again. Shock.

"Still no pulse sir."

"Negative."

Natasha's heartbeat was thumping so loud she could hear it in her ears. She slowly whispered to herself for Fury not to do this to her, to live, but nothing was happening.

"What's the time."

"Time of death, 1:03"

Those words echoed in her head over and over again. She felt Talia squeeze her hand. Turning to look at Talia she saw her give a small nod.