-Steve's POV-
It's offically been two days since Natasha's disappearance. As of this morning I've been in a conference room with Fury, Coulson and Maria Hill. Our plan is for me to fly to Russia. We decided that I should start in Moscow. If I need help they will send in a team. We also concluded that Natasha is on a quest for revenge. New intel suggests that the Black Widow Program is still recruiting orphans and training girls. Girls who would be as lethal and efficent as Natasha. My job is to bring Ntasha back before she starts a war she can't end. I don't think it will be that easy.
I leave in four hours. I head back to my room and I start packing. I hope I'm not to late. I hope that Natasha will listen to me. Listen to my pleads. I need her. I need her alive. If an organization can produce someone like Natasha; I'm terrified of them. From what Nat has told me the leaders of the Red Room are ruthless and untamed. They don't follow rules. They get results no matter what. Just like Natasha. The one thing I do know for sure is that if Natasha is seeking revenge, no one can stop her. I thought Fury would know this. Apparently not if he thinks I'll only be gone for a few days.
I finish packing in minutes. I decide to head to the main kitchen. There, I find Clint. I wonder if he knows.
"Hey Clint,"
"Hey Steve. So is it true your going after Tasha?" He asks.
"Ya I am," I reply.
"You know Nat has been dealing with her demons long enough. If this is what she needs to finish them, then so be it," Clint says calmly.
"How can you say that? Nat is going to get herself killed. These people are crazy," I retort.
"I know I've dealt with them before. But Natasha needs this. She needs to reslove this. If you love her Steve you'll let her go through with it,"
"How do you know I love her?" I ask.
"Well I do now," He chuckles.
"Come on Cap. I see the way you look at her. And I may have abused Wanda's powers. But I didn't need her to see it," I stay quiet and I think about his words. Am I really that obvious?
"Well Clint I do really love her. And I'm going after her. But I won't shut her down. But I won't let her do this alone," I state.
"If Natasha trusts you which she does. Then I do also. Go get her Cap. Don't let her push you away. She needs you," Clint's tone changed to serious.
"Thanks Clint," I decide to go rest before the flight. I know that I won't be able to sleep once the journey begins.
-Natasha's POV-
Does this bitch know what she's saying? Is she just playing games with me. I thought we were past that. I don't know what to believe.
"Nat before you freak out-," Yelena starts.
"It's to God damn late for that," I yell.
"Do you know what your saying? I didn't ask for this!" I feel my insides sink. "Explain everything now!" I yell once more.
"After you defected from the Red Room they let me replace you. I climbed the ranks pretty fast and I was eventually given access to the records room. I saw your file so I read it. And I saw the names of your parents. Nikolai and Katya Romanova. It said they were still alive. Soon after that I was done with the Red Room so I left. It wasn't simple but I did. I was curious so I did some research and I found them. They moved from too Volgograd to Shatura, Russia," Yelena explains.
I'm in shock. My parents are alive. I was told they died in a fire when I was 6.
"Thank you. For telling me," I say.
"What are you going to do?" Yelena asks.
"Nothing. Atleast not until the Red Room is destroyed them maybe I'll consider something," I reply. That night we just talk. There is so much to catch up on. Like last night we fall asleep on eachother. As I drift off to sleep I feel happy. Not only am I getting a chance to take down the Red Room. But my parents are alive. I've never needed them. I probably never will. But now I have this new found hope. My feelings are dampened when I'm reminded of Steve. I feel terribly about leaving him. All he wanted to do was help me. Love me. Love is for children. Besides I don't know how to love. It's not something I need to learn. Love is weakness. A Vunerablity. In my line of work love is a death sentence. Yet I still feel bad about how I treated Steve. I hate feeling. It used to be so easy to show no emotion. But now I have another boy breaking down my walls.
-Steve's POV-
My attempt at a nap wasn't to successful. It was ridden with nightmares. Mostly about losing Natasha. I couldn't live without her. I wouldn't want to live without her in my life. She helped me adapt to this new world. She helped me get over Peggy. She trusted me with her feelings. With her past. I need to help her. Even if she won't accept my help I will push until she does.
These thoughts follow me on to the private jet. They continue to settle next to me during the flight. I begin to fall asleep against my own will. Exhaustion finds me and I drift into a deep haze
Sometime passes until one of the pilots wakes me up. He tells me we are beginning our descent into Moscow.
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Learning to Love
Fanfiction•Completed• Natasha Romanoff the infamous Black Widow, has settled into her new life working for S.H.I.E.L.D. She has found a family in the Avengers. She has everything she wants. She finds herself starting to feel. Feelings that she was never allow...
