Wakanda, 2016

Imagine you had to eat a whole plate of food you didn't like and were disgusted by in order for you to have the most delicious dessert. And you didn't even know that you were going to get it, and you were both surprised and amazed by the dessert. That's kinda how Natasha felt towards Bucky. She had to endure so much so she could work her way up the Red Room into the Black Widow project, so she could meet him. She didn't know she'd fall for him, but she did and even though it didn't last forever, she'll never forget the time they spent together. She'd hold that time dear to her heart, she didn't tell anyone. But it was torture to have to see him all the time, he was like a ghost who was constantly haunting her, and what is he never even remember her. So much time would be gone in vain.

But she was with Bruce, right? Minus the fact that he disappeared into nowhere. How come she always fell in love with men who disappear? A joke that she couldn't even bring herself to laugh at anymore. She covered her emotions and thoughts up pretty well for the past two weeks she had been there. Bucky got a new arm, just like the old one, just like he wanted. The same arm he got in 1944 when his real arm took most of the damage from the fall, the same arm he used to fire a gun at her, the same arm that would hold her.

Bucky was making his way around the living area when he accidentally hit his foot against the coffee table, Natasha walked right in exactly the same time her foot came into contact with the table. It moved very far and flipped on its side and everything on top of it fell on the ground. He freaked out and yelled something in Romanian:

"La naiba!" ["Shit!] he exclaimed in frustration, he was too strong for his own good. Although it was a funny sight to behold, it even caused Widow to let out a little giggle at his expense. He turned to the redhead who stood in the doorway watching him.

"Ai mai multă grijă. Nu vrei ca Steve să prindă te injura," ["Be more careful. You don't want Steve to catch you swearing,"] she replied, also in Romanian. He looked at her supposed at how good she was at the language. She continued to speak, "De fapt, o dată când Tony a spus nimic, Steve a spus ..." ["In fact, once when Tony said shit, Steve said..."]

The last word was said by both Bucky and Natasha who said it the same time, "limba." ["language."] He smiled at her amazing ability to speak Romanian.

"Foarte impresionant, Natasha. Știu că au fost instruiți să vorbească mai multe limbi, în funcție de modul în care au fost instruiți pentru a fi un asasin, dar lipsa de accent este uimitor," ["Very impressive, Natasha. I know that were trained to speak multiple languages, based on how you were trained to be an assassin, but the lack of an accent is amazing,"] he commented, it brought a smile to her face for a second before she continued to talk to him.

It was nice to have one on one time with Bucky, it was like getting to know he better in slightly better conditions and different circumstances. Like sex was definitely off the table. And before by this time in a conversation, one of them would have their tongue down the others throat. Nevertheless, she was just happy he was safe. "Ei bine, am avut foarte bune învățători," ["Well, I had really good instructors,"] she laughed, he smiled at her. He saw right through the smile at the sadness in her eyes, and all the nostalgia in the corner of her hand. It psyched him out once again, this happened all the time to him when it came to her and he never knew why.

"E frumos să ai pe cineva pe aici care nu numai că vorbește limba engleză. Serios, nu-mi amintesc ultima dată când am avut un converstaion atât de mult în limba română," ["It's nice to have someone around here who doesn't only speak English. Seriously, I don't remember the last time I had a conversation this long in Romanian,"] he rubbed the back of his neck, his hair had grown so long. She remember his shorter well-groomed hair, she even learned and knew how to help him keep it the way he liked it. His expression soon shifted, "Cu toate că, nu-mi amintesc cele mai multe lucruri." ["Although, I don't remember most things."]

"Imi pare rau," ["I'm sorry,"] she apologized, she also changed to the stoic look he was known for.

"E în regulă, îmi amintesc o grămadă de lucruri după ce și înainte de m-am mutat în Siberia." ["It's okay, I remember a bunch of the things after and before I got relocated to Siberia."] She gave him a look of empathy to let him know that he's safe with the Avengers. He would and always has had a special place in his heart as her first true love. He continued, attempting to lighten the mood, "Cum era viața să fie antrenat ca un spion?" ["What was life like being trained as a spy?"] He failed.

She tried to say only the good parts, there weren't many, "Am avut unul cu adevarat partener care economisesc potasiul mare și antrenorul meu. El a fost, probabil, și a fost întotdeauna persoana cea mai intimidantă și priceput știu." ["I had this one really great sparring partner and my trainer. He was probably, and always has been the most intimidating and skillful person I know."] she laughs to herself quietly, she looked back into the mesmerizing azure eyes ever, although they were piercing and cold, she saw beauty in his darkness.

"Ce sa întâmplat cu el?" ["Whatever happened to him?"] he asked, thinking about it almost brought tears to her eyes.

She did answer, doing her best not to become too emotional, "că omul este plecat de mult. Si eu nu-l voi mai vedea niciodată, și eu nu cred că după tot ce sa întâmplat și tot timpul pe care a trecut că el încă mai amintește de mine." ["That man is long gone. And I'll never see him again, and I don't think that after everything that happened and all the time that passed that he still remembers me."] She looked at her feet, she couldn't bare to look him in the face, she crossed her arms and looked out the window.

"Imi pare rau," ["I'm sorry,"] he said, trying to comfort her in the least.

"Don't be, I'm over it," she lied, "I have to go, I 've got stuff to do. I'll see you 'round, Buck."

"You too, Tasha," he said, as she walked out the door and down the hallway.

I don't think I'm strong enough, but I handled that better than I expected. In fact, I feel like a weight was lifted off my chest. I got it all out, maybe now I can find closure, she wondered as she made her way to her room, I have tried too hard not to make another mistake. I can't make another mistake...

Washington DC, 2014

He appeared again, this was her second time seeing him. She knew she couldn't face him head on, so she' have to use the element of surprise. She used her watch to play a playback of a voice recording, he fell for it and threw a bomb at it. When he assumed that she was dead she jumped up and wrapped her legs around his neck and used string to pull his neck and head back. A technique that was a huge error.

Because in a matter of seconds he smashed his body against a car, not causing any damage to himself, but caused her to lose her balance. She would have never lost her balance before. And because she made a mistake he threw her at a car. He grabbed his gun, and was getting to ready to fire at him.

She tried harder this time. She knew a few chances she could use to beat him. She threw a small disk onto his metal arm that enabled his to use it, so he couldn't shoot her. And with that she made a break for it. Of course he soon removed it, and her little trick only angered him further. He soon prepared to chance her down.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" She yelled at the civilians, as she ran away from the Winter Soldier. They looked at her like she was crazy. Not once did she look over her shoulder, her heart was beating like a jackhammer. Luckily she soon made her way into a clear street. She knew she couldn't put run him, he was too fast. And soon she heard some gunshots break the car windows glasses. Soon a bullet made its way to her shoulder, she restrained herself from letting out a scream of pain. She hid behind the car and looked around to see where he was.

Little did she know that he was behind her. He got ready to take the shot. She would've died right there. But luckily Cap came running in with his shield. The Winter Soldier directed his attention to Cap and punched the shield.

She tried to collect herself and tried to move while the two fought. Steve had absolutely no idea it was Barnes under the mask. Once Steve started to win the fight, he threw the Winter Soldier. The mask fell of and he turn to reveal his fast. Steve looked at him like he had seen a ghost. She knew she could never tell him what she knew, it could only break his heart to know that she knew so much about the Winter Soldier and she. Never told him that Bucky was still out there.

"Bucky?" Steve muttered.

"Who the hell is Bucky?"

Sam, or Falcon, at this point flew down and hit the Winter Soldier who was about to attack Cap again. She quickly grabbed the gun the Winter Soldier used on her, and shot at a car behind him (so he wouldn't be injured). The car exploded and he was able to make a getaway. Soon after, she collapsed.

Wakanda, 2016

But is he a mistake? She wondered so often, she constantly thought what her life would have been like if she had never fallen in love with him in the first place. She made her way to the kitchen and let out one last thought, but I'm with Bruce now. And he and James are very different. I'm going to have to get over my feelings for James, he doesn't even remember the time we spent together. I'm not in love with him, I can't be.

"You're in love with James?!" Wanda exclaimed she was shocked. Natasha looked up at her, not even noticing she was there. She also completely forgot that Wanda can go into a persons' mind and hear their thoughts.

Author's Note: I've really been getting into the WinterWidow stuff, so I decided to make a fanfiction. So, tell me what you think, and enjoy ?