5,000 Miles & Only One You

Back to Square One

Natasha sat on the plane silently, waiting to land in the motherland. She refused to believe she was headed back to Russia, but when she looked at the monitor on seat in front of her, she did indeed see that flight path was to Russia. She glanced over at Sharon who was sitting next to her and she bit the inside of her cheek. "C-Can I ask a question?" Natashas voice was soft and cracked and it held a lot of pain in it too.

Sharon glanced over at Natasha and she saw her green eyes staring at her. They were puffy and red and Sharon didn't feel bad at all about it. "I'd rather you didn't, but you won't listen to me anyways, so go on." Sharon looked back down at a file in her lap which contained all of Natashas personal information. Her age, birth date, parents names, government warrants, past residency's, and everything else.

Natasha took a deep breath and looked down at her hands, which were cuffed together. "W-why are you doing t-this? I'll do a-anything you want, just p-please don't make me go b-back." Natasha looked back at Sharon and she felt more tears fall from her eyes. She didn't want to go back to Russia because, she was wanted for not properly executing a man that had wronged the people she worked for, at the time. She was wanted because, she failed to keep her identity a secret. She was wanted for a lot of things, things she was not proud of.

Sharon felt the red heads gaze on her and she took a deep breath. Sharon felt some sort of guilt for doing this to Natasha, but she didn't seem to share that guilt for what Natasha did to her. "You slept with my husband, Natalia. You made him fall in love with you. You made me look like a bad guy, when all I am is someone who just wants to be loved, by MY husband. He looks at you like you're some trophy wife, when I'm nothing but sloppy seconds. You never said you were sorry either." Sharon looked back at Natasha and she grabbed her hand. "The only thing I want you to do, is suffer. I want you to suffer so bad that you beg me to release you. I want to watch you cry out for help and fight for your very last breath. I want you to realize the kind of pain you put me through. If I can't have your blood on my hands, then I want you to suffer."

Natasha gulped as she saw the fury in Sharons eyes. "Sharon I-. I'm sorry. I never wanted this to be serious. I just believed everything S-Steve told me. I-I didn't even want to sleep with him. S-Sharon I wanted to b-befriend you. I-I wasn't looking for trouble, I promise. I'm s-sorry Sharon, please understand t-that." Natasha really wanted this woman to believe that she meant no harm to her relationship, but she could tell by the look in her eye she wouldn't believe her, not even in a million years.

Sharon scoffed and let go of Natashas hand and went back to reading Natashas file. Part of her really wanted to believe Natasha, but the other part remembered the night Steve and Natasha made love and that boiled her blood. Soon the pilot announced it was time for them to land, and Sharon buckled herself back up and looked at Natasha. "I'm sure you'll be happily welcomed home, Natalia."

Natasha looked out the window and she felt her heart sink deep into her chest. "Definitely not." Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and felt the plane lower for its landing. The tires squealed and she bit her lower lip, hoping that maybe it would crash and she would die. Instead, they were parked and she was being roughly yanked up by her arm and pushed out of the plane.

As they walked through the airport, Natasha spotted several people that she knew. Mainly they were official government workers that had been on her radar for years and she knew she was in theirs. Once they made it out, Natasha was greeted with dark clouds, snow, and the bitter cold. She was back home in Russia, the place she no longer wanted to belong to.

A car soon came up and Natasha was pushed in. She was strapped in and seated next to her once again was Sharon. At this point, Natasha wasn't going to beg for her to let her free, it was far too late for that. Instead she was hoping maybe she could get something out of her. "Sharon, I know this is your plan; you want to destroy me, but can I please just have one more thing before you do that? Before you strip me of my dignity and identity?"

Sharon raised her brows and looked at Natasha like she was some crazy person. "What's that?" Sharon watched Natasha bite her lower lip and spread her legs a but wider. "Oh? You want me to play? That's sweet, Natalia, but I don't want to play with you." Sharon smirked and grabbed Natashas face. "I already told you, I have several men waiting to thrust so deeply into you that you'll scream in pain."

Natasha gulped and pushed herself closer to Sharon until their lips were locked. Kissing this woman was not her favorite thing to do, but she was hoping that if she pleased Sharon enough she would keep her around and make her a personal little slave, but unfortunately Sharon pushed her back after biting Natashas lower lip. "Well can't say I didn't try..." Natasha shrugged as she looked out the window and watched where she was going, until she felt something hit her back in the head and all the lights went out.