Foreword:

Romanogers!This one-shot is my first story.Since English isn't my mother tongue,please forgive my mistakes or inappropriate use of some words.Anyway,Thanks for reading!Enjoy it :)

What if I'm gone away,

What if I lost myself in the dark and my heart is nowhere to find.

Do me a favour,Rogers.

Don't look back,my Steve.

—— Natahsa.R

"Nat!Where are you!Natasha!"Captain America seldom loses his mind.He admits that she must be his soft spot.

It's been nearly 3 hours since the boom happened suddenly while he lost the contact with Natasha.They were in a mission to wipe out the remaining centres of Hydra which was hidden in a deserted factory in Syberia.

When the dying Hydra leader pushed the button,they were separated finishing their respective part.This is how it happened.The factory is in the state of total collapse.

Natasha was woken up by her wireless ear walkie talkie,more appropriately,Steve's continuous calls and endless pain from her whole body.

"Steve..."when Natasha tried to react him,she only found that she couldn't spit a word.Damn it.The lung was penetrated by a steel pipe.What's worse,the taste of blood in her throat made her sick.She tried to put down her talkie and began clicking it on the ground.

Thanks to his supreme listening,Steve noticed the subtle and regulational clicking.It's the Morse Code!

—•—••——•— CANT

—•—•—••—•— TALK

Can't talk.

"Nat,Did you hurt the lung?Anything else is hurt?"Steve tried to say gently to calm himself down and to give her some comfort.

Lung.

Rib.

Lap.

Pain.

Steve Rogers wanted her to stop clicking.Every click was heavily hit on his heart like a sharpened sword. Contradictorily,he,at the same time,was afraid of losing her contact again.

"Nat,it'll be fine.I'm coming to you.Stay with me,OK?"

The sound of the click was becoming smaller and smaller. Damn.Must be the blood loss.

"Natasha!Stay with me!Stay with Steve Rogers!You told me before,you didn't want me to be alone,remember?Now,It's my turn.I didn't want you to leave me..."

Finally,the click was gone.

It began snowing.Snowflakes fluttered in the air.

Well.It's been a long time not seeing the snow.Natasha was incentively watching the snowflakes flying down through the chinks between the collapsed walls and roofs.She wanted to share the moment with Steve.

If possible,let's go to see the snow,Steve.I want to stand on your tiptoe.I want to dance with you in the snow.

Natasha felt the heaviness of her eyelids.She heard the calls from Steve.She felt sorry about letting him worry again.She started to see the time when she was running out of the Red Room.The Fire. The hospital.And then she saw the time with Steve when they fought the aliens in NewYork.Steve just protected her under his shield.And their kiss on the escalator,which she held her firm belief that it must be Cap's first kiss after he woke up from the ice.The experience with Steve was flashing through her mind.She felt that she just bet her whole luck in her life on meeting with Steve Rogers.

When the rescue team finally found Natasha in the ruin, they noticed the weird and serene smile on her face,just as she had prepared to face everything,including death.

But there were some words Natasha couldn't hear because of the coma in the ruin.Steve Rogers nearly murmured in the ear talkie,

"What if I told you I love you,Natasha Romanoff."

What if I told you I don't want you to be alone.

What if I told you I want you to stay within the rage of my vision in my whole life.

Sorry,Nat.

When you're in danger,I always look back.

——Steve Rogers

From writer:

The one-shot suddenly occurred to me one day.I wanted to note it down out of my passing fancy.Anyway,thanks for reading! Welcome to your feedback ;)