"Any word?" Fury asked.
"No, neither Ana, Morgan, nor the Bartons have answered my calls…" Maria responded.
"Well, then find them!" Natasha growled. She felt so helpless, she wanted to find her daughter and make sure she's safe. She then felt a hand on her shoulder; it was Steve attempting to comfort her.
"We'll find her, I promise." Steve embraced Natasha.
"Is there anyway of locating them?" Maria asked.
Pepper and Tony both shrugged as did Clint and Steve but Natasha gasped, "The Chip!"
"What chip?" Pepper asked.
"I put a chip in Ana's luggage when I stopped by…" Natasha wiped her tears away as she started typing on her phone, "Got it! Ana's at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean?" Natasha began to cry again. "It can't be. She can't be dead! No!"

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Widow's Shield
FanfictionYears after the death of Natasha Romanoff, a 21 year old Ana Stark comes looking for answers. Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing except Ana Stark.