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If you ask me don't know where to start{Natasha Romanoff}

{моя любовь - My love}

{Мне так жаль мама - I'm so sorry mama}

{Все в порядке, любовь моя, тебе не нужно бояться - It's okay, My love, you don't need to be scared}

You toss and turn in your bed, what had started out as a peaceful nights sleep, has turned into a twisted nightmare.

You stalk through the halls of the base, knifes in hand and ready to attack. You don't want to do this,inside you're fighting with yourself to be let go, but then on the outside, it's who you really are, a cold hearted assassin. You've been given your orders, kill the avengers. You hear scuffling coming from one of the bedrooms and you see your mom cowering in the corner.

"Y/n, please моя любовь listen to me!" She begs with you. You throw a knife and it hits your mom straight in the stomach. She looks straight in your eyes as she goes down. You walk over and stand over her and you all of a sudden snap back into reality. You look down and see your mom covered in blood.

"Mom! no, please no!" You cry. She grabs your hand and you look at her.

"Y-you caused t-this" She says coldly. She drops your hand and you stand up and look around the room, seeing the lifeless bodies of other members of the team. You back yourself into a corner and begin hyperventilating. The body of Peter gets up and walks towards you, a stab wound quite clear in his chest.

"This is who you are Y/n, it's who you will always be" He taunts you. You scream as his body slumps to the floor.

Your mom busts your door down and sees you thrashing around in your bed.

"No! No please wake up, I'm sorry!" You say, still in a sleep state. Natasha runs over to your bed and holds your arms down as she hovers over you.

"Y/N! Wake up!" She yells. You shoot up with a scream and your mom wraps her arms around you.

"No! Mom let me go I'll hurt you" You say, struggling in her grip.

"What? What do you mean you'll hurt me?" Natasha asks you. You stutter for an answer, but decide not to tell her, she doesn't need the burden of her psychotic daughter on her shoulder, she has more important things to worry about.

"Nothing...You know how I get when I have a nightmare" You say. Natasha nods hesitantly, letting her grip loosen.

"If you need me come get me, okay?" She tells you. You nod and wait till she leaves your room. You kick your covers off and get off your bed, standing on the soft carpet below you. You walk into your bathroom and wet your hands, then splashing some water on your face. You look at yourself in the mirror and hate what you see. You walks back into your room and lay on your bed. You grab your TV remote and put on a random episode of Supernatural that's playing on TNT. You pull your blankets around you and watch the episode.

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You must've passed out at some point during the night, because you wake up right side up in your bed. You want to go down stairs and see everyone, but you could hurt them in some way and you don't need that on your conscience after last nights events. You walk into the bathroom and brush your teeth and hair, wash your face and tie your hair back into braids. You jump when there's a knock at your bedroom door. 

"Y/n? Are you okay?" Bucky asks you. You let out a groan, why did she need to tell everyone?

"Yeah, I'm fine!" You say. You walk out of the bathroom and lie on your bed.

"Are you sure?" Bucky says.

"Yes Bucky, I'm sure i'm okay" You say. Bucky sighs.

"Y/n your mom told us what happened, just talk to me, I won't tell your mom" Bucky sighs. Your eyes well up as you make your way over to the door. You put your hand on the door handle shakily as you let out a quiet sob. You open the door before you can change your mind. You crash right into Bucky and let out all your pent up emotions. Bucky takes you into your room and falls down to your height as you continue to sob into him. His heart aches for you, he knows the nightmares and the feeling all too well. He picks you up and walks uver to the edge of your bed, sitting beside you. Your sobs die down and you look up at him.

"I'm sorry" You say.

"Don't be, we're all just worried about you" He says.

"Why? All it's gonna do is get you hurt" You say.

"Is that what happened in your nightmare?" Bucky asks you. 

"Yeah...I-I was under orders again and I wan-wanted to stop but I couldn't. I killed everyone...I killed my own mom and best friend. And every time I did, everyone said the same god damn thing" You say.

"What did they say?" Bucky asks you. You look at him, tears glistening in your eyes.

"Th-they said" You take a deep breath "This is who you are,it's who you'll always be" You say, your voice breaking. What you don't know, is Natasha's listening from outside the door, her heart breaking at your words. "A-and Bucky, i'm so scared, that it is going to be who I am again" You say, sounding fearful. "I don't wanna be that monster again" You say, breaking down in tears again. You put your head between your legs as you hide your face. Natasha appears in the doorway and Bucky nods to her. Bucky stands up as Natasha walks over and sits next to you.

"Y/n? Look at me моя любовь" She says. You hear her voice and the image of her lifeless body flashes through your mind. You lift your head and throw yourself onto her as you begin sobbing again.

"Мне так жаль мама" You cry. Natasha wraps her arms around you and rubs circles on your back.

"Все в порядке, любовь моя, тебе не нужно бояться" Natasha reassures you. You look at her, and still see the glimpse of her lifeless eyes. Your eyes squeeze shut as you remember the horrific scene.

"Hey, look at me" Natasha says. Your eyes flick up to hers, and to your relief, you see the lively green eyes. You sigh and so does she.

"I'm sorry mom, i should've talked to you" You say.

"It didn't need to be me, I just wanted you to talk to someone, Bucky just happened to volunteer" She says, looking over at the smiling Bucky.

"Thank you, Bucky" You say. 

"Hey, I understand." He says, walking out and leaving you and your mom alone in the room.

"So, what do you say, I get Steve to pick us up some ice cream and we watch some crappy horror movies and laugh at how idiotic the characters are?" Natasha offers.

"Sounds like a plan"