Chapter 10 I need a pen (or two for school). I wrote these chapters together, chapter 9 and 10, the last one isn't sad at all this one is.

I can see Loki materialize in the door frame, and he walks over to the bed. Steve sees him and stands up.

"So, this truly is where your heart lies Natasha" he states, "all that you said to me was a lie" he raises his voice "because no matter how much you pretend to love me… I see tears in his eyes, my heart beat quickens. I feel my face getting warm and my breathing slows dramatically.

"You could never love a frost giant could you?" he yells while he is still crying. He grabs my neck and tries to choke me.

"Leave her out of this Loki, it's me that she's in love with, if you kill me then she will only be but left to you" Steve says.

Loki let go of my neck, and I took a huge breath in, and sat up.

"Loki, if you truly love me you would leave me alone" I say and he turns around to me, "but I guess you really don't love me, and you must know that if you take me the second I get a chance I will kill you, or I could just scream right now and the Avengers will come to my aid".

While Loki is busy being distracted by me, Steve sends out a text on his phone, I'm guessing to the Avengers, and hopefully for help.

But Loki catches him in the corner of his eye, he turns around.

"You're a cruel man Steve Rogers" he says.

"Cruel is a matter of perspective" he says.

"Oh is it now" Loki says, and he stabs Steve in his stomach with his ice blade arm.

I gasp in shock and put my hands up to my mouth. Loki disintegrates into a mist of air, back into a phantom, and is gone.

I run over to Steve and the rest of the guys run through the door but stop dead in their tracks. They watch as I try to help keep Steve alive, telling him to stay with me and not to close his eyes.

"Steve, stay with me now it'll be ok, you're fine, you'll be all right" I say.

"Tasha, you know I love you right?" Steve asks. "And I want you to move on, find someone who loves you, the same way I do. I want you to name the baby Steven if it's a boy, ok. In memory of me, just so I'm sure that you'll remember me".

"Steve, I will never forget you, I promise. But I don't know if I can move on, I love you too much"

Steve's eyes start to fall but he is still awake, and he start's to sing.

His voice is rusty and crackles a little as he does, but I can still hear what he says.

"Tasha don't cry I know, that you're trying your hardest" he stops and tries to breath.

"And the hardest part is letting go" I continue for him. But I too stop because I am crying and I look down at the pool of blood coming from Steve, Tony has called the ambulance but I'm afraid they won't get here in time.

"Of the nights we shared, even though I am dying" he says. "And I know it's haunting but compared to your eyes nothing shines quiet as bright, and when I look to the stars you're not mine but I want you so". He reaches out his hand and lifts my chin to see his eyes.

"Let's just pretend that were alone tonight, like nobody's here and, were just hanging out and making eyes while at the city we both stare, and that I get the nerve to walk the floor and ask my girl to dance"

"She'd say yes" I finish; Steve's eyes are closed already so he never heard me, but I have to stand up because the paramedics are here. All at once it seems like the world is moving in slow motion, the medics take Steve away and Clint pulls me into his arms while I cry. "I can't live without you so, without you I'll kill myself at best."

"Clint" I say.

"Yeah Tash, I know, I'm here" he says. "So, there's gonna be like a little Steve here huh"

"No, if Steve doesn't make it, I'm going to put it up for adoption, I don't know if I could bare it" I say.

"Tasha, no, if that's what you're going to do then I'll keep it" he says. "You saw what happened to Loki, didn't you"

I start to cry, I don't even want to hear his name any longer.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that." He says, "I'm sorry for everything actually"

"It's ok; this isn't your fault it's mine" I say "and Clint".

"Yeah" he says.

"I want you to be the father, if he doesn't make it" I ask.

"Really, I thought we were over Tasha" he asks.

"No, not really" I say, "I still love you, just not as much as Steve".

"Oh, that's understandable" he says.

We walk to his car; the guys have left already so his car is the only one in the driveway. I feel this cold doubt settle in me, and I have to admit, I'm really scared. I miss Steve so much already. Clint drives the long road to the hospital; I rest my head on his shoulder because I'm tired from crying so much. I wake up when we reach the hospital, but I am so very tired.

"Tasha, do you want to go inside, or wait till the morning, it's already 2:00 am?" he asks.

"Yeah, I want to wait, they probably aren't letting people see him yet anyhow" I say.

He pulls the seats back so were lying down, and he puts his arm around me. The last thing I see is a dark shadow, and I drift into a poisonous dream.

"You lie, and kill in the service of liars and killers", my eyes open to darkness. I see something flash behind me, something running near me, I turn around.

"Hello Natasha" a cruel voice says. There's an accent I know, it's silky cruel and … Asgardian.