Chapter 16

Feelings

You said really fast having to catch you breath at the end.

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There was a few moments of silence as Coulson processed the information you gave him.

"So, are you with the black widow… now?" Asked Coulson curiously. You weren't a person to lie to your comrade, especially one who was always kind to you.

"Yes, sir," You said.

"Oh… Should I get Fury?" Asked Coulson

"Well…" You pondered trying to think of what Fury would say finding out you lost one of shields best agents and the person standing next to you, who you were suppose to kill, is alive and your 'comrade'. "No I would prefer to save his input for debrief."

"Okay… So… need any help?" Asked Coulson. You thought for a second, you didn't like asking for help.

"Maybe," You mumbled. You then noticed Natasha looking at you sternly. "Yes."

"Great I'll ready the plane at the airport for a quick escape," Said Coulson. You looked at the computer a grainy image had popped up you tried to get it as clear as possible. Then you noticed it was a map with two black dots on it.

"What do those dots mean?" Asked Natasha.

"Me and Hawkeye," You said watching his dot move in the direction of the airport. "What now?"

"I guess we grab him, but first we have our own problems to deal with," Natasha said. You turned around and looked out the window there were red room agents heading towards the van.

"You work out your problems with them, theres tons of guns behind you. I'll try to communicate with Clint," You said. Natasha grabbed two pistols and put a holster on both her thighs. She then kicked open the back of the van and open fired dropping three agents and engaging in close combat with two other. You closed the back of the van and looked back at the computer screen. 'Clint doesn't have an intercom on him. So I can't talk to him directly… But he plane at the airport had drones, I can tell Coulson I need one.' You thought grabbing the intercom.

"Coulson?" You asked.

"This is agent Coulson," He replied

"I need to use one of the drones in the plane at the airport to communicate with Clint I know where he is now. Can you send the controls to my computer?" You asked.

"Sure thing, it will just be a second," Said Coulson. You waited a few moments and then the controls for one of the drones popped up on screen. You instantly got to work. It was just like an online video game using w, a, s, and d to move and then using the arrow keys to go up and down. You made the drone follow the road away from the airport for a good hour before Natasha came back in the van.

"So?" She questioned.

"I'm using a drone to get to Clint, what happened to the agents?" You asked.

"Let's just put it at they won't bother us again and the sidewalk was always a liquid, red color," Said Natasha.

"You drive, bash as many of them as you want. Just don't dent the van it's not mine," You said. Natasha willingly agreed at the idea of running over the agents.

"Where to?" Asked Natasha.

"Head towards the airport," You said. It was going to be a long drive and you weren't quite sure whether you were expecting an awkward silence the whole ride or some small conversation. But it certainly did not go how you could have possibly imagined.

"Back at Ivan's you were about to say something before the grenade and everything… What was it?" Asked Natasha.

"I was going to say you didn't have to die," You said calmly. Natasha looked at you. "Eye's on the road, please." There was silence for a few minutes before Natasha finally spoke.

"Why? Your mission was to kill me, it still IS to kill me," She said. You let out a sigh.

"Do you want to die or something?" You asked.

"No. But with Ivan being killed by the red room. I think it just finally settled in me what I was doing." Natasha said.

"What you were doing?" You questioned.

"None of the people I killed did anything wrong. All the people I killed, did something right. That means I killed the innocent took them away from their families. I'm a murderer. The blood of them is on my hands, my ledger is dripping red. I killed Mr. Drakeoff's daughter, I stated the hospital fire killing thousands, I was the one behind the murders in Sao Paulo." Said Natasha. You looked up from the computer.

"That's in the past, welcome to the present Natasha. You can make up for all the things you have done. You can start over." You said. Natasha stopped the van and looked at you.

"When you first met me, I tried to shot you, I stabbed you with a knife and you smashed my head into the wall and hurt my arm. Not to mention you electrocuted me and tied me to a chair. But yet… it's strange, I feel like I have known you for years and can tell you anything. Generally that's not my style (f/n), I don't know how you got this out of me," Said Natasha.

"I'm an orphan and my foster parents died. I have no clue who my real mom or dad are, and I was raised by a government agency. I was trained to be an assassin since I was three years old. I have never felt pain, I have never felt happiness, I have never felt anything.Then I meet you and you give me pain, and you made me feel happy, you made me feel sad. I didn't know you but I connected with you. Okay fine I did know hummer before meeting you but that was pretty much it," You said. You and Natasha both processed everything.

"(f/n)? I don't have to die," She said. You smiled.

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