It Just Happened

Day 1: regret

 How do you say goodbye to someone when you love them, how do function knowing that you will never see that person again that you will never hold them in your arms or look at their beauty again how are you supposed to go on with your life knowing that. Even worse how are you supposed to look at someone, who represents everything about them and be able to love them.

*** 5 days before***

Moscow Russia

Mission take out Anpu Volko

Kill list: 20 shield agents and over 300 innocents

Day 1:

***Natasha's POV***

I probably should have stayed behind not just for the fact that I'm pregnant but that fact that I'm going back to the place that made me who I was; a killer. Where at any moment I could switch off that humanity switch inside my brain and turn myself back into the killer I once was. I also probably should have read the entire file before leaving. Not only is the man that I'm chasing a cold hard killer he is also the man who helped run the red room and part of the reason I still have nightmares every night.

Maybe this could be my revenge. Or maybe it might just get me killed.

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I still had another hour to go so I decided to call someone, someone who hasn't heard my voice in over 5 months.

"Hello"

It felt good to hear his voice again

"Clint" I replayed, he started laughing, hysterically laughing.

"Is this some kind of joke" he angrily said back. I was confused why he would be mad. "What do you mean, Clint its Natasha." I said

"You're kidding me right" he shouted back.

"What do you mean, I'm calling you Clint because I wanted to catch up. Why are you so mad about that?"

"Why am I mad? Your fucking with me right. How could I not be?"

'Clint calm down." I tried saying, before he cut me off.

"Don't you dare tell me to calm down? You've been AWOL for over 5 months Nat, you didn't talk to anyone, and you ignored EVERYONE!!! You IGNORED me. I'm your best friend,  your partner,  the person who's been beside you through thick and thin, and you not once tried to reach out. You had me coming to your door every night checking on you seeing maybe just maybe you would open the door and tell me what wrong, I was scared I thought something terrible happened. But it obviously couldn't be too bad considering you're on a damn mission."

I stared getting tears in my eyes, I didn't mean to, I didn't want to but I did. "I'm... I'm sorry" I tired saying

"You don't get to be sorry" He said but more calmly now. "I thought you died, Nat. I thought you were laying in your apartment dead." I could hear the tears as he said that. "And the worse part now is that I don't care why you did it and don't have the energy left to care."

He hung up.

I let the tears fall and they didn't stop.

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Short chapter, but I'm glad to be back and i will try my hardest to post once a week.