A/N: This is my first fanfic that I've posted. I have about half the story written - just editing - so updates will be fairly quick in the beginning. Chapters varying in length. I have no medical experience nor am I a scientist in any way, shape or form, so please forgive any errors. No beta - all errors are mine.
Seems stupid to have to say, but I own nothing. Marvel, Disney, and all those people do. Suing me would be, in the words of Doctor Sheldon Cooper (Big Bang Theory), "the very definition of a frivolous lawsuit," so I would advise against it.
It was the smell that hit her first. Days-old body odor mixed with piss and vomit, weighed heavily down by the damp, stuffy air. Despite the thickness surrounding her, it was cold. She'd been in places like this before. Broken people in places like this before. Been broken in places like this before. It wasn't new to her. This time, though, it was different. This time, she wasn't here because of a target. She was here to rescue her family.
It had surprised Natasha that these men had become brothers to her. Raised to be a monster, an assassin, a spy - emotions were better suited for the ignorant, not her. But they had wormed their way into her heart and she would do anything for them: search the ends of the earth, break bones, slit throats, go into the deepest pits of hell to make sure her brothers came back.
She knew it would be bad. You just don't go missing for four days and walk away unscathed. Not in their line of work. But she still hadn't expected them to be hanging onto life by the tiniest thread either.
She needed to move. She needed to get them out of this hell, once and for all.