Thor: Ragnarok - The Avengers: Infinity War - The Avengers: Endgame
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Tony stark gave his life so we could make something of ours.
*EDITING SPRING OF 2023*
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Natasha's death came as a blow to us all. Clint took the hardest hit for he'd been the closest to her, but there wasn't a single one of us who didn't cry at the funeral slash memorial we held in her behalf. Putting a woman to rest whose body wasn't even on our planet had to be the hardest thing any of us had ever done. Thor held my hand throughout the whole thing, held me close to him as hot tears dripped down my cheeks and struck my hair when the empty coffin representing her body was lowered into the ground. I wobbled on my feet when I pressed my fingers against the statue Tony built of her and as I watched it, I couldn't help but hope a miracle would happen and she would come back. How cruel life could be sometimes still shocked me, even after everything it had thrown my way. All of us lost so much already, and now, we didn't even get to say goodbye to our friend, the one woman who never gave up hope. The one woman who never stopped trying to find a way to undo the snap. The one woman who made it possible for us to retrieve all the stones.
Natasha Romanoff was never coming back and I knew I could never accept it. I'd never be able to ask her for advice ever again, never be able to make more memories with her. Never again would we set foot in the training room again, and she'd never kick my ass in there again. The most vivid memory of her I'd have now was black clothes and tear stained faces on her behalf. At least I got to hold her hand before she... died. I couldn't even get the word passed my lips, didn't even want to think of it. At least the others could still come back. Death was permanent.
Thor squeezed my shoulder and rubbed my back. He felt the sorrow radiating off of me and I could feel the weather change before us when he tried so desperately to convince us we could bring her back with the stones. Clint quickly shut him down, telling him what happened on Vormir could never be undone. My stomach cramped harshly at his words and I sank down on my knees, watching the sun disappear over the lake as it made way for storm clouds. Bruce hurled a bench into the water out of frustration while Thor and Clint argued over whether or not she'd be able to come back. I shook my head silently, my gut feeling telling me Clint was right. The universe only gave so many second chances.
"It was supposed to be me," he cried, "She sacrificed herself for that god damn stone. She bet her life on it.."
"She's not coming back." Bruce confirmed.
I looked up at Steve, eyes gleaming and shining with more tears, "We have to make it worth it. For her, Steve."
He got up and nodded, "we will."
Thor took me back to the compound after the funeral so we could spend time alone. He told me about his encounter with his deceased mother, told me about how seeing Jane made him realize how much he'd really missed my presence and for the first time in what felt like forever, he finally came to understand how much of a fool he had really been to think pushing me away would solve all of our issues. I admitted to missing him too, everything about him, from the way the sparks that flew between us electrified me to how his lips felt like my forever home. We'd both been foolish enough to think one could live without the other, but looking back on how much pain we'd endured over the last five years, neither of us were really surprised to see where we ended up. Both of us had been too busy dwelling on the past to realize we could only move forward and we owed to everyone who'd lost their lives to keep going.
