5,000 Miles & Only One You

The Text Message

Steve rolled over only to roll on top of another human. Rolling off, he opened his eyes and he saw a pretty little blonde with soft pink lips sound asleep. He watched Natashas nose twitch and her lips quiver, before she flipped her head to the other side. With a pout on his face, Steve slowly got out of bed and headed to the bathroom. Looking around the bathroom he saw his clothes slumped up in a corner and his phone half sticking out. Shaking his head, Steve did his business and began to wash up when he looked in the mirror and saw a very naked Natasha standing behind him. "Good Morning, princess." Steve turned around and glanced at Natashas body, smiling foolishly because he "tapped that ass".

Natasha stood on her tippy toes to kiss Steve. "Princess? I'm more of a Queen." With a wink, Natasha glanced down at the floor and saw Steves phone. "Did you check that at all?" Looking back at him, she saw his head shake and she shrugged. "Gotcha. Well when you do, it better be somewhere safe." Bending down, Natasha grabbed his phone and handed it to him. "At least don't open it here. I don't need her to track you here to this hotel. I want this place to be ours until we can be together." With a quick kiss on the lips, Natasha walked out of the bathroom and got dressed in her day old work clothes. "I need to head home Steve. I have to get ready for work. I'll see you there, yeah?"

Steve stood there looking at his phone, hesitant to ever turn it on again, but the moment he heard Natashas voice he stuck his head out and looked at the now red headed version of her. "Yeah, just explain one thing...why the wig?" As he continued to watch Natasha, Steve shimmied into his clothes and walked out to grab Natashas waist. "Not that I'm against it because, I find it hot, but it's got to be exhausting to have a different wig every day?" Steve helped adjust the wig properly before grabbing Natashas chin. "You're beautiful either way, Nat."

Natasha felt blush creep up on her neck and to her face before burrowing her face into Steves chest. It's where she felt the safest and she loved the feeling of safety, especially if it was by Steve. "It's because, I have to try to stay undercover. I'm sure Tony filled you in a bit, but don't worry. It's all for a good cause." Her mumbled words vibrated on Steves chest and she knew that he probably didn't understand a word and that was fine with her. Pulling away, Natasha pressed her lips to make a fine line before kissing Steve quickly. "I need to go, I'll see you later. Be safe...I lo- I'll look out for you at work." Before Natasha would allow Steve to say another word she was out the door and headed out in the street to grab a cab back to her home and then to work.

Steve smiled before shaking his head as he could have sworn he was about to hear the four letter word. "I love you too...Natasha." Sitting down on the bed, Steve looked at his phone and turned it on. He knew better, but he needed to know what kind of chaos he was going to face when he got home. Sure enough, the excessive phone calls, text messages, and voicemails left for him made Steve feel anxious. Slowly he began to shuffle through the texts and one stood out to him like no other. It was a picture text and what the image held, made Steve boil.

There he sat looking at a photo of him and Natasha having sex. The captions under it made Steve hiss in anger. "Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. Too bad it won't happen again." Sharon knew he cheated and she was going to do whatever it took to make sure Steve would never see Natasha again. With fear sitting in his body, Steve dialed Natashas number, but her line was disconnected. "No." Quickly getting up and opening the door to the room getting ready to leave; he was stopped because, there he saw Sharon standing with her arms crossed over chest and a smile that Steve knew was meant for murder.