Right or Wrong? {complete}

Don't touch him

                     Natasha and Steve (POV)

Natasha:
"Or have you just gone soft.?" For some reason his last words make me boil up inside and I gain my confidence back. I quickly send a punch into his jaw. Shocked, he stumbles  a feet backwards. After a while he gains his balance and she's his jaw out. "Ha, there's the Black Widow I know." I walk towards him "You don't know me." I spit at him. "You fool yourself romanova." Apparently he finds this funny. I send another punch at him but he catches m fist in his hand. "Not... again." In the brief moment when he pauses I see him glance behind me. I understand what he is doing and I go to duck. But it's too late. I feel something hard come crashing down on my head. And I feel a needle injecting something into me. All I see before I go unconscious is that terrible, sinister grin.

Steve:
"You doing okay man?" Sam asks, pulling me out of my thoughts. "I can't get her out of my head." He laughs at me. "Man you know she's the best of the best. She'll be fine she always is." He claps his hand on my back. "I don't know. I have a bad-"
"Don't finishes that sentence." He cuts me off.  "She is fine." He adds. Despite all Sam's encouraging words, I still can't ignore the bad feeling that has settled into my head. It may sound pathetic but I hate my life without Natasha. She hasn't even been gone a week and I feel like I've already lost her. I'm an attempt to distract myself I ask Sam about his love life. "So you and Hill huh?" I watch as he smiles at the mention of her name. "Nah we're not-" He let's out a soft chuckle. "I see the way you two look at each other. You may as well already be together." A blush settles on his cheeks. "I can't."
"And why not?" I ask.
"Well one, she's out of my league. Two Fury would kill me." He states.
"Okay But one, she is out of your league-" I start to say. "Wow thanks man. That felt great." Sam interrupts. "I'm just kidding. But truthfully, she likes you. You should stop waiting and just ask her." I try to encourage him. "I can't-" he tried brushing it off. "Fine. How about if I stop ranting about Romanoff then you ask Maria out."
"It's a tempting offer but..." he pauses when he sees the look of disapproval I'm giving him. "Alright. Okay. I'll do it. Buts I highly doubt that you will keep your side of the deal. Oh and when Fury kills me make sure they write how great of a soldier I was on my gravestone." We both chuckle and enjoy a good rest of the night. Well mostly good. Throughout the night, bad thoughts kept slipping into my head and it was hard to ignore then.

When I get back to my apartment I go straight to bed. Not wanting to think about anything anymore. But the longer I await sleep the more I realize that it will not be coming. So I'm left thinking of the worst possible things that could happen to Natasha. These thoughts surround me for the next few days.

Natasha:
What I guess is a few days later and I open my eyes I'm immediately made aware of my concussion. I take in my surroundings. Dark room, typical. No windows. Nothing. Except for the tv that's placed on a box a few feet in front of me. I start to work on the rope tied around my wrists but I stop as I hear footsteps and then the door opens. Two men walk into the room. One starts messing with the tv while the other says "morning sunshine." 
"Is it morning? I wouldn't know of course because I was knocked out and then tied up in a chamber with no windows." I say sarcastically. "Sorry lady. Boss's orders." The man by the tv says. "So you're the famous black Widow. Well you don't live up to your reputation." The man next to me snickers. "Carful man. You don't know her like I do." The man at the tv says as he slowly turns around. Now that I'm getting a proper look at his face I see the scar that goes from his forehead down to his lip. I think I recognize him as a man form a previous hydra take down mission. And I'm guessing the scar is from my hand knife. "Sorry about that." I smile at the man with the scar. "Oh so she did that to you. Well then she really does deserve this punishment." The man that was standing next to me walk in front of me and bends over so he is face to face with me. "What punishment?" I snap. "We are about to kill your captain." He looks like he was going to say more but I will never know because I smash my head into his as hard as I can. He stumbles backwards and looks at me surprised. I'm satisfied when I see the fresh cut on his forehead that is dripping blood. "Don't touch him!" I hiss. The man with the scar now moved from in front of the tv so that I can see the screen. "Oh it's too late late for that." He states. I scream on the inside when I see what's on the screen. It's a recording from  a camera but it says live at the bottom of the screen. I want to yell when I see what looks to be Steve apartment. And the next eight makes my eyes immediately fill with tears. I see  a man with messy dirty blonde hair on his knees with his hands behind his head. He is wearing kaki pants with a baby blue muscle shirt. "Just like Steve's" I thought. I watch in horror as a man behind him pulls out a hand gun. "Well leave you alone for this part." The men say and they slip out of the room unnoticed. The man on the screen load his gun and points it right at the kneeling man. Tears softly fall down my face. "Steve.." I can't help but call out. The man behind Steve keeps the gun trained on Steve's head. As if he is making sure that he can make this torture last as long as possible. He smiles a little. And then the sound of a gunshot fills the room.

***** hey guys sorry for the late update. I haven't had much time to write. But I will get up another chapter today. And sorry for the cliffhanger. Comment, vote and share please.****