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Shannon K: I'm sorry for the bad grammar, but English isn't my mother language. I'm still working on it, and try to improve it. I hope that you can forgive me that I didn't ask someone to help me with this chapter. It's the last one, so I hope you will read it anyway :)

And thank you for your correction, because of Helen Cho, so I could change it.

: Thank you for telling me. Of course, I change it :)

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Beep… beep… beep… beep… The annoying sound didn't want to stop, and Natasha became more awake with every beep. Finally she slowly opened her eyes, only to close them immediately. Wherever she was, it was really bright. Too bright for her poor eyes. Alright, then she would use her feel-skill first. It felt as if she would lay on a soft mattress. It wasn't her bed in their new safe house, or the one in her apartment. They left the Avengers building, so this she could scratch from her list too. Where was she? And where were her friends? Fine, she had to open her eyes again. Otherwise she wouldn't get an answer. At least this time she knew what would come. It took her like ten minutes until she was able to see the room around her. When she saw the white walls, and smelled the typical smell of a hospital, she felt panic starting to rise. This had to be a trick. Clint would never… he knew that… what if he had no choice? What if Ross captured them, and brought her to a hospital? She can't remember anything since they entered the Quinjet. She knew that Fury had been angry with someone, but she couldn't recall with who or what they had talked about. At this point the pain had increased to a maximum, until she couldn't stand it anymore, and got unconscious. A needle stuck in her arm, and gave her constantly some kind of fluid. Natasha tried to read the tag, but she couldn't see clear. Who knew which side effects this thing had? She needed to get out of here. Maybe she wasn't her old self, but she could still put up a good fight. She had survived worse. A few broken ribs wouldn't stop her. The former spy pulled off the blanket, and stood up with big effort. This wouldn't be an easy escape. Running from her friends had been a big problem, and this had been in a house she knew. This time she was at an unknown place with people, who worked for General Ross. The next problem appeared, as soon as she made a step forward. Additionally to her broken ribs she had a sprained ankle, which wasn't healed yet. Someone had applied a bandage, but it still hurt. Natasha looked around in search for her clothes, but it seemed that she had to run in this ugly hospital gown. Carefully she opened the door. Two men stood outside, and they wore guns just like she had thought. Of course they noticed her, so she acted quickly. One punch at the first one and the second one got a kick with her good foot. While the former agent fought against the second guy, the other man grabbed his radio. Quickly Natasha crashed it. The last thing she needed was an alarmed Ross.

"Stop, we don't…"

Natasha silenced the man with a hard punch. She wasn't so dumb to believe a word these puppets would say. They helped the General, which meant they were her enemies.

"Please, Miss Romanoff. You don't have to…"

Another punch and the second man fell. Normally she would make sure that they were tied up, but she had no time for this. She needed to find the exit. Quickly she ran forward, while she put her arm around her upper body. Apparently someone gave her something against the pain, only that it wasn't enough. Or maybe it had something to do with that she was fighting again, although her body hadn't the whole time to heal.

"This is for everyone! The Black Widow is out of her room! She runs for the exit!"

Damn it! She should have made sure that the second radio was crushed too, before she moved on. Now everyone in this building was alarmed, and would try to stop her. At least she knew that she was on the right path thanks to this man. Natasha stopped thinking about possible opponents, now that everyone already knew that she was on the loose. Instead she started to run. The exit had to be somewhere.

Ten minutes later she still wasn't near the exit. A few armed men had passed her way, but this whole building was a pure maze. Suddenly she noticed an emergency exit sign, which told her to use the left way. Alright, when she couldn't find the exit, then she would use this one. In the distance she could hear new men from General Ross. Gritting her teeth she took the left path, which ended at a glass door. Natasha almost reached her, when she felt two strong hands grabbing hers, keeping her from opening the emergency exit. Immediately she went back into fight mode. Since she couldn't use her arms, she tried it with kicks, but the person pulled her against his muscular chest, before she had the chance to hurt him. Then he pulled her arms around herself, so that it looked as if they hugged her both. Finally he sank to the floor, and she had no other choice than to follow him.

"Let me go!" screamed she, while she used her last strength to get free "I will kill you, if you don't…!"

"Nat, it's me."

His voice was calm, as if he had every time in the world. Surprisingly it worked on her. The security of his arms, the unspoken promise to keep her safe that he won't let anything happen to her, all of this helped her to relax. Defeated her head sank back, and in the next second he pressed soft kisses on her hair.

"I don't understand."

"You are hurt pretty badly. Ross beat you, and broke more ribs. Those pieces led to internal bleedings, which were the reason why you blacked out."

"We've got her! She is…!"

Natasha froze immediately, but Clint tightened his grip on her, then he turned to the armed men.

"I've got this. Tell the others that she is with me."

"What is going on, Clint? Where are we? You know about our current situation, and that we can't go to a doctor. Everyone…"

"I found a solution. Not everyone hates us, Nat. Helen was more than willing to help us."

"Helen?"

"Don't you remember her? She is the woman, who flicked my hole."

"Dr. Cho."

"Yes. You were in a bad shape, and I needed someone fast and nearby. She was the only one I could think of."

"What are with… the others?"

"They are all running through the building, searching for you."

"But only you found me."

Clint laughed silent, and gave her another kiss.

"I know you too well. You are my partner."

"I want to leave."

"Not until Helen cleared you. You almost died I'm not going to risk your life. You scared me like hell."

"But I'm not dead, and I fought against… wait, when they are not Ross' men, then who are they?"

"SHIELD."

"SHIELD is gone."

"Well it seems that Fury can't let go of his organization. A few agents keep it alive, and gave him men to protect us, and to keep an eye on you."

"Since when do you…?"

"I didn't. He just told us, and to be honest it wasn't much. I mean, you know Fury. He loves his secrets."

Loud footsteps approached, and Natasha couldn't stop freezing in Clint's arms. She didn't like it here. It wasn't safe. Ross knew that she was hurt, and that she would need a doctor.

"Here you are."

It was Steve! Slowly he walked over, and kneeled beside them.

"You scared us, Nat."

"I never thought that this is possible."

"You won't fight anymore until you are healed."

"And in case you wonder, a doctor will clear you, and no one else," Clint whispered in her ear.

"As if you could stop me. I followed you on your rescue mission. What makes you think you could stop me a second time?"

"Because one of us will always stay with you," Steve explained.

"Lang is no competition for me. I thought you learned this the last time."

"When I say 'us', I mean Barton and me. We will split on this part."

Okay that was bad. Natasha couldn't fight her two best friends. First because she didn't want to hurt them, second because they both were strong. Steve saw her uncertainty, and smiled. He had to admit that it had been Clint's plan, and it was a good one.

"We can't stay here. Dr. Cho will get many problems, when Ross finds out that she helped us," Natasha tried to change the subject.

"Don't worry, as soon as she cleared you, we'll leave. Ross won't find out, and Helen isn't afraid of him."

"Okay, enough of this. Nat, I'm going to release you. Cap will carry you, so please don't make a scene."

"I can walk by myself."

"This whole walking and running wasn't good for your ankle. Helen says that you should walk as less as possible," Steve contradicted her "So either you do as we say, or we will stun you."

Natasha turned to the archer for help, but he shook his head to show her that he wouldn't be on her side with this. Finally the former spy gave in, and nodded her assent. Clint let her go, and got back on his feet. Steve came closer, and Natasha put her arms around his neck, so he could carry her easier. She really needed to find a way out of this, or she would get crazy, when she wasn't allowed to do anything at all. At least she had enough time to think of an escape plan. Plenty of time. But luckily she was patiently. After all she was the Black Widow, Natasha Romanoff.

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