Chapter 10: One Final Bang

Falling to the ground Barton felt the bullet pierce through to his right side cursing inwardly he grabbed his side wincing in pain. Natasha was gone and he could see nothing familiar in her eyes. He couldn't let her become a monster he wouldn't. Pulling out two arrows fast he fired. Natasha jumped to the side trying to evade both arrows but to no luck. One the arrows pierced her left thigh while the other pierced her right in the chest. Gasping she fell back pulling the arrows out. as she fell to her knees.

If he couldn't save her then he had no choice, he wouldn't let her sink any further into darkness he would end this now so Natasha could finally be free. Gritting his teeth, he pushed himself up into a standing position drawing out two more arrows. Pulling his drawstring back he aimed just a little bit to the right. Just past her left ear and fired. This time Natasha was prepared lunging towards the right side to avoid the arrows as they whizzed past her she smirked. "Looks like you missed bird boy" she said grinning at him.

A low chuckle came from Barton. "I never miss sweetheart" he growled as a low being sound came from behind Natasha turning around she frowned as the two arrows were stuck in the wall of the building a red light flashing. What the… An explosion rang out blowing up the entire base in one go. The blast sending Natasha flying into the arrow. She crashed hard into the ground a few feet away confused and disoriented from the blast that shook her to her entire core.

Gone all of it was gone, Natasha let out a growl pulling a blade from her boot she narrowed her eyes. "You destroyed everything, Everything and now I am going to destroy you" she screamed lunging towards him crashing into his body sending them both crashing to the snowy covered ground. Landing on top of him her breath mingled with his. The air frigid and cold from winter as overhead it began to snow and yet neither of them even seemed to notice.

Bringing the blade down hard Barton caught her wrist as both of them struggled with each other. Barton could feel the blade edging closer to his throat. Feeling the tip touching his jugular a small trickle of blood running down his neck. Both of them panting with exhaustion and blood loss. There breathes mingled together. Sweat dripping down his brow due to the heat of the flames behind him as well as the struggle he was now facing with Natasha.

Gripping her wrist tighter, He pushed back hard causing the blade to inch upward a little bit. Natasha who was on top of him smashed her teeth together. Trying to push down a little bit more even though she was getting light headed due to the blood loss.

Tears fell from her cheeks falling onto Barton's face running down his neck. She was crying but for some reason that she couldn't place, she didn't actually know why. "your crying Natasha why?" Barton whispered reaching up with his free hand to slowly wipe away the tears. "Shut up!" she yelled pushing harder on the blade causing Barton to use both hands to stop the blade from going any farther.

"Stop running Natasha you know why it's because you remember somewhere deep down you remember me and you don't want to do this you don't want to hurt me" he pleaded with her trying to break her out of this brainwashing haze he wanted more than anything for her to remember him Because it killed him. Her not knowing who he was it literally killed him inside.

"You don't know me!" she screamed. "You don't know me! And my name is not Natasha!" She yelled once more. Stunning Barton who released her wrists in shock. Taking this opportunity, she slammed the blade down hard right on his right shoulder. Letting out a shout of pain as she dug the Blade in deeper blood seeping up through the blade he choked. "Please Natasha this isn't you not anymore" he whispered his eyes getting heavy.

"Stop it just stop I don't know you" she hissed gripping the blade tighter as she dug it in her and yet there was a slight pleading tone within her voice almost as if she was begging him to stop. "Do… you… do you remember when we first met after you woke up from being knocked unconscious due to the drugs that had been in your system do you remember what I had called you…. Little Spider that's what I said at the time I had wondered why such a small and petite girl could really be someone as dangerous as The black widow honestly I think I would have been disappointed if you had been a small and feeble girl it really takes the fun out of it doesn't it? Little spider" he said in between gasps. Little Spider, little spider those words kept repeating in her head over and over like a drum.

{Well played little spider but I wouldn't be so smug if I were you…. What were you saying little spider about you winning?}"Remember who you are Nat?" he said sluggishly finding it difficult to keep his eyes open with the amount of blood loss that he has experienced. {Helps on the way just keep breathing ok Natasha…. Nat! You called me Nat, Damn it Nat is this a joke to you do you even care about your life…, Well you don't have to worry about that anymore because I care about you Nat}

So many images flashed through her mind. Releasing the blade, she fell backwards. Her head pounding fiercely as she couldn't stop the onslaught of memories. Gripping her head, she screamed a hoarse raw and powerful scream. Until it all stopped and then she sagged almost in relief.

Raising her head slowly wet tears streaming down her face she gasped. "Clint!" she choked stumbling over to him. She wrapped her hands around the hilt of the blade effortlessly pulling it from his shoulder and tossing it aside. Collapsing next to him on the snow she lay there weak and numb as both of them bled out. Blood splattered on the pure white snow. Reaching out she touched his pale frozen cheek whispering "I am sorry I am so sorry for everything it would have been better if we had never met" She whimpered slightly as Barton grasped her hand turning his head.

"Don't say that Nat please don't I will never regret meeting you, I was just going through the motions until I met you. You made me feel alive" pressing his forehead against hers he took a deep breath. Their breaths mingled together. Slowly lowering his head towards hers he pressed his lips against hers. Feeling how soft and supple they were knowing that the end for both of them was probably very near. Slowly she reciprocated the kiss His lips molding against hers. The kiss was slow and leisurely not something you would expect from either of them but they both were critically injured. Feeling his tongue against her lips he coaxed them open slowly feeling the inside of her mouth their tongues did a slow dance as finally running out of breath they drew apart slowly. Both of them out of breath from the lack of air.

pressing his forehead to hers. Both of them exhausted and their breathing ragged. His eyes staring straight into hers he whispers. "I…You" he breathes as she frowns her hearing and everything else including her mind failed to work properly. {what did he say?} she thought not able to hearing because she felt herself sinking into darkness.

A clicking noise drew her attention away from Barton as she froze. Viktor Ivanov stood there a gun pointed right at the both of them laying there helpless in the snow. His body half burnt and his hair completely singed in a way he kind of looked like two face from the dark knight series. "No more chances Natalia" he sneered looking at her with loathing and hatred. "I won't play anymore games you two are dead and now Natalia I am going to make you watch as I kill this man front of your eyes. You're going to suffer by the time I finish with you" he hissed cocking his gun at Barton.

A gun shot rang out breaking the once deafening silence. Natasha flinched expecting the worse almost not even able to look at Barton. Slowly turning to face him she froze because Clint was very much alive and not dead at all. Looking back towards Ivanov she froze. Laying on the ground with a pool of blood around him. His eyes stared up at the sky glassy and unfocused. Viktor Ivanov was dead.

Collapsing against the snow she laid there next to Barton who slowly lowered the gun that he had been hiding at his side. The very gun that she had dropped during their battle. Laying there together in the snows their breathes mingled in the cold. Laying side by side in the end just as it should be.

Neither of them had to say anything in the end, nothing else mattered they just needed each other. The long minutes felt like hours as their bodies slowly began to fail them. "So this is what…. It feels…. like to die?" Barton murmured finally breaking the peaceful silence. "Just when I thought…. It was finally nice and quiet you had to go and break…. That silence you never do shut up…. Do you?" she said softly turning to look over at him. "Sorry I just really hate the silence?" he whispered as both of them began to fade out slowly losing control over there functions.

The sound of a large Quinjet could be heard in the distance.