Chapter 13

Out cold

"HIT THE DECK!" Came Clint's voice bringing you back to reality as a grenade landed at your feet.

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A grenade landed at (f/n) feet, a sudden burst of anger and sadness came over me as I watched (f/n) start to sprint away. She wasn't out of the blast radius when the grenade went off though. She was flung forward in the direction she had run, hitting the ground hard with a heart crushing snap that seemed to echo around in my mind. She laid there not moving, I forced myself to look away and my eyes landed on Natasha with her back to the kitchen counter watching the blood pour out of Ivan in horror. The gun fire subsided and we were left in silence.

"Они, возможно, не пережил это! Наша работа здесь закончена!" Yelled a man in russian.

"Нашей задачей было убить агентов. Мы должны были держать Наташу в живых." Replied another russian voice, Clint didn't understand any of the conversation. "Наташа! Вы живы?" Clint saw Natasha looking at him she then turned her gaze to (f/n) and then back to Clint she mouthed the word 'run'.

"Убирайся отсюда конвульсии!" Yelled Natasha.

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Red room agents. That's who the people outside were. It was Them who killed Ivan, her father. 'They will pay for this with their lives' thought Natasha, she looked at Hawkeye, he obviously couldn't understand russian. She looked at (f/n), she wasn't dead, at least not yet. 'But it's possible she was put in a coma or just knocked out.' Thought Natasha. She heard the yell of a question in russian.

"Natasha! Are you in here?" Yelled the agent. Natasha looked back at Hawkeye 'run' she mouthed.

"Get out of here you jerks!" She yelled. The agent came in and saw Hawkeye and drew his gun well he fought with Hawkeye, Natasha got up and ran over to (f/n). She picked up (f/n) wrist and felt for a pulse, she had one. She picked up (f/n) and started running as more red room agents came into the house.

"If you can hear me (f/n), I'm going to need you alive. That, and you didn't get to finish what you wanted to say." Said Natasha she carried you bridal style figuring it would be easier than swinging you over her shoulder. Natasha kept running until she came up to an old bridge with no water running under it. She went under and put you down in the grass. You we're unconscious but at least you we're breathing and your pulse was normal. She sat down next to you. 'I truly am going to need you (f/n)' she thought but was snapped out of her concentration when she heard yelling in russian, it was faint and she could just barely make out what was being said.

"I think they went this way,"

"let's split up we can cover more ground."

"Remember she is not our allie she has been compromised!"

They knew she had gone this way, she had to keep moving but to were? Natasha racked her brain for places to run to. '(f/n)! That's it! She's an agent so wherever the vehicle she used to get here is should have some means of communicating to her base!' Thought Natasha 'The hotel it must be there...' Natasha picked you up, bridal style, and slowly crept out from under the bridge it was clear. But how to get across town without attracting attention by carrying an unconscious person?

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