Natasha woke up scared and sweating, it was the first time in years that she dreamed about Matt Murdock and it was always the same: she felt weak and fragile. Daredevil was blind and, maybe because of it, one of the kindest people she have ever known.

"It wasn't your fault, he was too incredible...falling in love with him wasn't a mistake."

She smiled, but the memories came back really fast.

It was a special mission: Agent 13, Sharon Carter, was betraying SHIELD so the Black Widow, Hawkeye and Daredevil must kill her. Though, she was with a lot of enemies and they couldn't stop her. To save Natasha's life, Matt got hit by a shot and died. Natasha never cried, but swore she would never love again.

She took a hard breath and, after changing her clothes, decided to do the only thing that kept her calm: fight. She went to the gym and found who turned her trainings into a pleasant moment.

-Sleeping problems, ma'am?

-Yeah, unfortunately. And you, never sleep?

-I slept for a long time, you know.

Steve smiled and stopped hitting the sand bag, letting her do it.

-Ladies first, miss Romanoff.

-Call me Natasha, I've already stopped calling you Captain Rogers.

-Sorry, I'm just used to it...anyway, may I stay here? I like watching the way you punch the poor sand bag.

She laughed.

-It's okay.

Natasha liked company to train and Steve liked any kind of company. These trainings in the middle of the night have made them a team as good as Natasha and Clinton, besides creating a strange kind of friendship.

Though, they weren't the only ones at the gym. Someone was watching every move they made and taking notes.