The seal of Russia

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by Ellabella0709

by Ellabella0709

It was... strange? Scary? Weird?
Natasha Romanoff had been"dating" Steve Rogers for over a year now. She loved him she had just been too scared to admit her weakness, Steve had been afraid of heart break. Now they weren't dating like typical New Yorkers, how could they? The best way they could explain it was, yes they where in a relationship, yes they did go on dates, but it had progressed farther than that. Natasha had unofficially moved into Steve's apartment, both the one in the tower and out.

Natasha blinked her eyes, she knew when someone else was present. It was a trick she learned in the Red Room, the small shift in the atmosphere, a slight change in sent, a tickle in the back. This was one of those times. This should have panicked Natasha, but she didn't live alone anymore and she had gotten used to that feeling when she was home. Natasha simply thought Steve had come back from his morning run.

Natasha usually joined him on his morning runs, she would have got w with him today he she had a long mission the night before and needed rest. Natasha quickly fell back asleep for around half an hour until she heard the door open and Steve step in,дерьмо, who had she felt come in earlier. Yes she was sleepy and sore but that wasn't an excuse for letting break in. She sat up immediately.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Steve said as Natasha swung her legs over the side of the bed.

"You didn't." She responded

"What are you looking for."

"Do you notice anything missing or out of place?"

"Why?" He asked skeptical.

"Someone came in earlier, I thought it was you." Steve looked calm and continued looking around calmly, but when you get to know a person you start to pick up on signs of sadness, joy, anger, fear, or in this case adrenaline. After being on so many missions and sharing life threatening moments, she only needed to see his eyes, and she could tell.

"Hey, Nat, do you know what this is?" Steve asked as he picked up a letter with a red wax seal.

"Other than a letter, no." However when she got closer and saw the writing on the letter her heart rate quickened. Steve handed the letter to her as she sat on the couch then sat next to her. Наталья Романова, and upon further inspection the red wax seal had a golden hammer and sickle pressed into it, the symbol of the Sovet Union.
"Oh no." Natasha whispered under her breath.

"What does it say?" Steve asked.

"Natalia Romanoff." Steve looked confused.

Natasha continued too peel off the seal and pull out a folded piece of paper. The letter was in Russian, a language she knew too well, her first language.
Уважаемая Наталья,
Дорогая Наталья, Я слышал о твоих приключениях, бегающих с Мстителями, притворяясь, что ты изменился, притворяясь, что ты хороший, что ты больше, чем я сделал для тебя. И все же мы оба знаем, что в глубине души вы та же самая девушка, которая впервые убила в пятилетнем возрасте. Сейчас есть время обсудить это, у меня есть кое-что для вас. 43N 94W. Вы ищете маленькую серебряную жестяную коробку. Уверяю вас, юная Наталья, это не ловушка. Коробка не имеет смысла ни для нас, ни для кого-либо в этом отношении, хотя все содержимое принадлежит вам и может показаться вам важным. Удачи, дорогая Наталья, надеюсь, у тебя все еще есть какой-то смысл.
С уважением,
Иван.

She was horrified Ivan had been in her, or Steve's bedroom, With her In It. She hated him, she spent the past five years of her life doing her best to reverse the damage he had caused, she did her best so she wasn't like him, and he had come to her.

He was the Russian "solider" who had "saved" her when her apartment had "caught" on fire killing her parents. He was the man who took her to the Red Room who made her kill and fight. Who sentenced her to hours of rape and touring and fighting. The man who made her kill the last family member she had, her brother James.

"What does it say? Steve asked with a firm reassuring hand on her shoulder.

"Dear Natalia,
I have heard about your adventures running around with the Avengers, pretending you have changed, pretending you are a good, that you are more than what I have made you. Yet we both know that deep down you're the same girl who first murdered at the young age of five. There is time to discuss that now, I have something for you. 43N 94W. You are looking for a small silver tin box. I can assure you young Natalia this is not a trap. The box has no use for us or anyone for that matter, though its contents are all yours and something you might find important. Good luck dear Natalia, I hope you still have some sense in you.
Sincerely,
Ivan"

Natasha took in a deep breath, trying to proses the information. Steve looked like he was dining the same. The rest of the Avengers knew that she was a deflected Russian spy and assassin, but that was all they knew.
"What do we do?"
"Tell the Avengers." I say as I stand up. "Jarvis tell the Avengers to meet at the kitchen table."

By the time Steve and I made it to the kitchen everyone, minus Clint and Thor, was already there. Lara had just had her second child, a little girl named Lila. As soon as Steve and I entered the room Tony stood up and shouted...
"I KNEW IT I KNEW IT YOU ARE PREGNANT!"
"Tony, what, NO. Someone broke into our room."
"Damn it."
"Do you know who or how?" Bruce asked.
" Yes his name is Ivan Petrovich."
"Did he take anything?"
"I'm calling for backup." Tony called as he stood up.
"That wont be necessary."I said. "He just left a letter."
"I didn't know you still had pen pals, I thought you murdered all of them." Tony said.
"I did."
"So what does the letter say?" Bruce asked.
I read the letter to them.
After a pause Bruce asked,
"34N, 94W, Upstate New York, have you decided what to do, and what if it is a trap."
"If Ivan wanted me dead he would have done it himself, and if he wanted me to come with him he would have taken a hostage, if he is going to capture us why not do it while we're off guard? I don't believe it's a trap, Ivan is smarter than that. I don't know what to do."
"Well I know exactly what we will do. We are going to march right up state grab your damn lunch box, and if anyone try's to trick us we'll kick ass." Tony half stated half yelled as Steve just shook his head. " We ride at dawn!" Tony stated as he walked out the door.
"Are we going?" Bruce asked.
" Try changing Tony's mind." Steve said.
"But do you think we should go?"
We discussed it a but further.

"So you're the captain what do we do?"
"Go I guess, what better choice do we have?"
"Good, change and get in the car, I'll put the coordinates in the GPS." Tony said as he walked down stairs and started for the garage.
"I'm driving!" Steve yelled as he started for our room.