Its my fault
You got in the way. She only saw you when it was too late. You were covering Wanda, when you got in the way of her Widow bite. You weren’t prepared for it. You fell to the ground, only for a blast from Vision to hit you as you fell. Natasha ran to you. Her heart thumping against her chest. You had agreed that if it came to you and her, one on one, you would both walk away. Oh god, what had she done. She held you in her arms and screamed for help, from anyone. Sam was the first to her side. He covered her as she got you out of the way.
She pulled you into a van that was parked next to the air traffic control building and she drove. She drove in blind panic, her training kicking in. Using knowledge from past missions she took you to the nearest hospital. They patched you up the best they could but neither of you could stay long. General Ross and his goons were coming, it was only a matter of time.
Natasha picked up you unconscious body and took you to a car that she had stolen and she drove to an old safe house she had. She laid you on the bed and waited for you to wake up. She sat on the bed, thinking. Thinking of what to say, thinking of what to do whenever you woke up. She was the reason you had hurt. She hurt you. How could you forgive her?
Your eyes fluttered open. You were disorientated at first, but then you laid eyes on Natasha and you couldn’t help but smile. “Hey honey” you said as you shifted to sit up.
“(y/n)” Natasha said as she leaned forward, “How are you feeling?” she asked glancing down at your hand wanting to take it.
“I feel alright Tasha” you said smiling up at her, but that faded as you saw the unease and hurt on her face. “What’s wrong?” you asked leaning forward to take her hand, only for her to pull away from you.
“I hurt you, (y/n)” she said looking down at her feet. “We promised that if it ever came to us, we would walk away and I hurt you”. Natasha could feel her eyes water as she buried her head in her hands.
You shifted to sit up and pulled her into you. “Nat, you didn’t mean it, it wasn’t your fault” you whispered. “I love you Nat, and that hasn’t and won’t change” you said, pulling away. Natasha looked up into your eyes. “I love you too (y/n)” she said. She pulled you into her and felt you rest your head on her chest. The two of you fell into a gentle sleep, glad to be with each other once more.