Prompt: Natasha choose Tony's side over Steve's and he was angry and betrayed no longer wanting anything to do with her, while Tony is angry she betrayed him. She lost everyone in an attempt to keep them all.

"Please pick up," Natasha had been working for weeks trying to find Steve, to contact Tony, even Clint. But no one would meet with her. She was a wanted criminal and couldn't very well show up on Tony's doorstep. Clint wouldn't want her around his kids so she chose against that option, and Steve just had a good way of hiding.

But she couldn't hide away from this. Not now. Not when she needed them, all of them. She had found out that Hyrda survived they were now conspiring with the red room, and they were beginning to form once more and if they didn't stop them now, it would all go to hell. She may be a criminal but she still was trying to wipe out her ledger.

"Please leave a message for (***) ***-****," The phone said causing Natasha to slam it down to the ground in utter frustration. She looked around her small hotel room in France, it was roomy but lonely. She couldn't stay here for much longer. So she picked up her now cracked phone screen and called someone she knew would answer he calls, even if he was dead.

"Hello?"

"So what should I call you now? Because I heard it's no longer Agent, what is it director now?" Natasha asked as she pulled the curtain of her hotel room open looking out to make sure it was still clear.

"Who is this?" The person asked.

"Oh come, Phil, I know you're alive, I also know you started Shield back up," Natasha stated. She was hurt the day she found out Phil was alive, yet relieved because she didn't know how she would be able to move on from his death.

"Natasha," He sighed, Natasha could immediately tell that he wanted to tell her some long-winded speech about how sorry he was. Or how badly he had missed her. They just didn't have time for any of it.

"Listen, Phil, I am not one to hang onto the details of it all." She sighed moving the strands of hair. "Listen I am all alone on this one and I need your help."

"You know I would help you. I always will but where is Steve? Aren't you with him?" Phil asked and Natasha could hear Phile running around yelling for his bus team.

"I don't know, he is umm he isn't answering my calls. Tony's ignoring me for obvious reasons, and Clint apparently wants nothing to do with me,"

"And here I thought everyone liked you," She heard the voice of another person in the room this time.

"May, of course, you would be here," Natasha shook her head.

"Okay Nat," Phil said, "tell me about the case."

The next fifteen minutes was Natasha giving instructions, coordinates and her plan on breaking into the Hydra base. This wasn't easy and Phil and May were sharing their considered to Natasha.

"Natasha I don't think it's possible for you and our team alone, if your theory is correct then you have over 500 men ready to attack us, not to mention with them trying to recreate Bucky's winter soldier program once more, I don't think it's possible," Phil explained.

"What are you saying Phil? I can't just sit here knowing they are back and working with the red room!" She yelled into the phone. She couldn't let them go through what she or Bucky went through.

"Nat we can't do it alone, if it's true they know how to take you down, they know your trap words." Program sleep, and installation that shield couldn't take out of her brain when she joined, they knew her weakness.

"I knew I should have done this alone," she mumbled under her breath before removing the phone from her ear.

"Natasha wait!" She heard Phil yell on the line, "Wait for-" She cut the line before quickly gathering her weapons and stuff. With one last look, she left the hotel.

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"You shouldn't have come alone Widow," Natasha had been captured by Zemo, and Madame B, the man who was to blame for Tony and Steve's fall out, and the woman who ruined Natasha's life.

"It's funny isn't it?" Madame B commented as she walked around Natasha's body, which was exhausted and being held by two tall guards.  "Life really does go around full circle. Too bad you weren't smart enough to know a trap when you see it,"

"You are gonna regret this, there are people out there who know your location, they know where I am and they will come for me," Or so she hoped. Zemo pulled out a gun holding it to her head Natasha was in so much pain she couldn't help but shiver as he put it up against her forehead.

"No one is going to come for you. You're a traitor, you hurt your friends, even the man who brought you in for a new beginning wants nothing to do with you, you never meant anything to any of them can't you see that?"

"You're lying," She said through her teeth, never before had she had such a deep weakness, her trigger words weren't her weakness, it was her family. They knew that.

"Why did they abandon you then? Clint betrayed Tony yet I hear it's okay between them," He said to her. "It was just you, you have no family, No one is going to save you,"

"I would like to beg to differ," All three of them looked up to see Steve Rogers, in his red white and blue, he quickly used his shield, which he somehow got back, and through at the guards holding Natasha.

Natasha couldn't move, she had bullet wounds in her caves and in her feet, they had immobilized her. She watched as Steve fought the guards, and Madame B left with at least five guards following her. She would later fall short in her escape route. Zemo staying grabbed his gun and pulled Natasha up in a quick motion. Steve had just taken out the last of the guards and saw Natasha.

"Let her go," he said.

"Oh no Captain I have better plans, I would love to have the pleasure of knowing I killed the black widow," Natasha looked over at the gun, it was in the side of her head, meaning it wouldn't hit her. This was a trap, not for her but for Steve, that bullet was laced with poison and he would kill Steve. She gave Steve a knowing looking, he nodded indicating he knew. Natasha closed her eyes. She couldn't let him die. But she knew that if Steve dies she could get any, that was his plan.

"You're right." He was wrong and Natasha knew what a Steve was doing in that moment. "I hate her. She betrayed when I needed her most. I lost everything and the one person I thought would stay with me in think and thin left me. I. Hate. Her." He gave her a knowing look. He could never hate her. Not in this life or the next.

"Shoot it." He dared Zemo as if he didn't care. Steve Rogers didn't care if he died. But Natasha did. At the last moment she moved getting in front of the gun as Zemo pulled the lever, all Steve saw was red.

"NOOOO!" He ran as fast as he could toward Natasha catching her as she feel. Zero, almost un shock turned to run but was blasted to floor, by a repulser. Tony landed a few feet from Steve his heart racing. "Natasha please." He crjed as Natasha looked at Steve.

"I'm sorry." She chocked out watching his eyes before turning to Tony. "I never meant to hurt anyone," she said. "I couldn't watch you die Steve, I couldn't watch you both pull each other part." She said with one of her last breaths. "I'm sorry,"

"Hey it's okay. We forgive you Nat." Steve said, looking at tony.

"You just gotta stay with us red, keep your eyes open watching me," tony said but Natasha shook her head in obvious pain. Steve held his hand to her chest trying to stop the blood from seeping through.

"I'm sorry," she breathed out before her eyes shut. Tony stood stumbling backwards trying to hold onto something. Steve held Natasha silently praying for her to open her eyes.

"Please don't leave me." Steve whispered. " I know I don't deserve you but please Nat! You said you wanted me there for you then be there for me!"when there was no response he cried yelling in lain. The footsteps cane running.

"Nat?" The voice of Clint Barton filled the room, he watched as the blood of his best friend left her body and fell on the crying soldier. "No..." this can't be happening, the last thing her told was he hated her. This couldn't be how things end.

"You should all feel horrible," Zemo announced. "She tried calling you, none of you gave her the time of day." If they weren't broken before they were now. "All it took was a pull of the lever and I took it all away from you pathetic avengers." He looked at Steve. " you call yourself a hero and you can't even save the woman you love."

Steve gently placed Natasha on the floor before running towards Zemo. He punched the man straight in the face casing him to fall to the ground. Steve was angry and broken. He couldn't stop himself even when the man was dead.
"Steve." Tony announced. " she wouldn't want you to do this to yourself, don't be the man she knew you weren't."

"HOW DO YOU KNOW WHQT SHE THOUGHT! SHE IS DEAD!" Steve shouted in clear pain and desperation. "She can't be dead." He walked back to her body. "No.."

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Steve refuses to leave his room. Tony was letting them stay at his lake house where they would have a small burial for Natasha, she couldn't even have a proper funeral due to the accords.
"Captain Rogers," Friday said, "Mr Barton is at the door."

Steve didn't respond but Clint made his way into the room. It was dark and Steve sat at the window, which was closed, staring into the wall.
"Hey, we made dinner." No response. "Steve I know your a super soldier but you need to eat."

"Why should I eat? I don't deserve it." Steve muttered under his breath. Clint sighed placing it on the desk in the room. "You know not everyone can see it but I do, you and Nat were so alike," he said in a breath. "I guess that's why you were dating." Steve gave Clint a look. " don't try and deny it, I found her diary at the compound before Tony brought us here." He handed it to Steve. " came to give it you, but I have a question. If you loved her why hide it?"

"She... she thought it wouldn't last so she thought telling people would be useless." Steve smiled at the memories of Natasha. "But we both knew it wasn't something that would go away. I loved her, I always knew that. She just needed more time."

"You two would have been the cutest. I mean it when I say this cap she was the happinest around you." Clint said. " I never seen her smile so hard."

"I was just so angry when she choose Tonys side, I never stopped to think why. I thought it was because she was putting a wall between us and I was getting impatient. I never realized she really was scared of being alone." Steve let out a tear. "All the signs and messages were there, I was just too shallow to see."

"Natasha will always be a person who leaves you wondering." Clint said and looked at the diary before handing it to him. "There something you might wanna read on the last page," Clint left Steve to it. Steve looked down at the book and stared at it. So many memories of her writing in that think we she thought he was asleep, he never pried but always wondered. Grabbing the book, Steve turned to the very last page, it was title with his name.

Steve,

There is real no point of saying sorry but I am. I'm leaving. Forever. I hurt you, I hurt Tony. Clint hates me. I wanted so badly to keep my family that I lost them in the process, but losing you was probably the hardest thing I ever had to do.
I'm sorry for not being there when you need me. I don't blame you for hating me, had I shown bit of love this probably wouldn't be happening. I was afraid and I'm sorry I hurt you.
These past five moths have been hell without you by my side. Im so angry at myself for destroying something that was so amazing and so unique.. we were so happy together and i miss that. You are such a great person and its sad that i saw the bad side of you from my selfish actions.
I have to leave. But I want you to know that I do lobe you, one day I hope we can be reunited and I finally have the courage to tell you I love you. Until then my love, go do what you do best. Be the man I know you are. Be you.
With love,
Natasha Romanoff

Steve let out a tear into the paper. His heart breaking in his chest. He held the book to his chest as of his life depended on it.
"Come back."

"Without you in my arms, I feel an emptiness in my soul. I find myself searching the crowds for your face—I know it's an impossibility, but I cannot help myself." - Nickolas Sparks