Hey guys! I was bored this morning so decided to do a one-shot where Natasha has a panic attack after a trigger gets sent to her. I do not own Marvel or any characters. Also, I have been thinking about doing a 5v1 format while also doing more of these. Let me know if you want to see anything, I really am open to almost anything! Reviews are greatly appreciated!

Panic:

The avengers formed a chaotic and dysfunctional yet close family. They had a lot of laughs but always managed to band together when they were in need. Be it in a battle to save the world or just supporting other members of that family when they need it, they were always there for each other.

It started off as a normal day, the duo of assassins were up at the crack of dawn sparring, Steve was on a 'run', Bruce was asleep in his lab after staying up most of the night researching, and Tony, well Tony was conked out on the couch after attempting to outdrink the fiery Russian the previous night. Thor was in the kitchen with Mjolnir attempting to toast a pop-tart.

It wasn't until the evening that the day became anything but normal.

Remains from dinner were strewn across the table, and the 'worlds mightiest heroes' were laying on the couches watching a movie- that is until a call came in from Director Fury. Tony paused the movie and Fury's face appeared in front of them.

"Ah director, I assume this is about my pay raise? Tony's face was smug as the director gave him a glare worthy of one Natasha's famous death glares

"I did not call to talk to you Mr. Stark", his gaze turned to the two assassins huddled up on a couch, "We have received an anonymous message from Russia, there was a video attached, it's addressed to you agent Romanoff. I'm sending it through now." And with that, the director hung up the call

Natasha's ringtone went off so she scooped up the phone and opened the link Fury had just sent through. All the other avengers watched in silence as Natasha's facial expression went from blank to a faint trace of fear, the fiery light in her eyes had gone out and her face had gone a paler shade than usual. She dropped the phone and stood up shakily hands-on-hips. Clint immediately went for the phone, eyeing Natasha worriedly. His eyes went wide when he opened it then he shook his head slightly before pocketing the phone and walking slowly over to Natasha.

"Nat?" He asked softly, touching her arm lightly. She withdrew from the touch with a slight hiss and backed herself up against the wall. Clint followed her slowly, watching her every move. Her breathing quickened slightly as images and memories from a life she believed she had left behind flashed in her eyes. She crouched down so she was hugging her knees as her mind became drowned in memories.

The other avengers watched in shock as the fearless assassin crouched down, they still were clueless about the message Natasha had sent. Clint crouched down next to her and slowly reached out a hand towards her face, it was slapped away harshly by a now shaking Natasha. "Nat, nat?" he asked, he got no response.

Suddenly, Natasha's started to scream, her hands flew to her head and pulled at her red locks. Steve and Tony ran over to her, obviously startled by the assassins show of emotion. Tears were cascading down her face as Clint came up behind her and wrapped his strong arms around her, Steve was in front of her, trying in vain to pull her hands away from her head, where her nails were now drawing blood. Tony stood there in shock as the assassin shrieked and fought to be freed, but between the two mens grip she was kept at bay. A flailing hand caught Steve on the face, leaving a red mark. All 5 of the other avengers were talking to her, calling her name, whispering memories, shouting at each other. But the red-haired woman was too deep in her own head.

Over 10 minutes had passed when Natasha's shaking started to slow, her vision cleared, and what she saw shocked her. Steve had a red handprint on his left cheek, Tony was close to tears next to her, Thor was bawling next to him, Bruce was holding band-aids and a piece of gauze. But she couldn't see Clint. She started to shake again when a soft voice whispered in her ear "Nat?".

She calmed down slightly when she felt his arms around her, the tears that threatened to fall burst out and swam down her cheeks. She nodded her head slightly and whispered "Clint?".

"Ты знаешь где ты?" Clint asked in her mother tongue

"нет", she replied with a shaky voice

"домой", his mouth was pressed to her ear as he whispered the word, "ты со мной?"

"да", she whispered, more sure of herself now.

Clint's grip loosened on her and she relaxed her hands, which Steve and Tony were holding tightly, she relaxed into Clint and started to shake- not from fear, but from the sobs that now racked her small body. Steve and Tony released her hands as they flew straight to her chest.

"Clint, what happened?" Tony's voice was small as he watched the woman in Clint's arms become still, her breathing evening out as she gave in to sleep. Clint adjusted his position so he could hold her closer to his body as he answered.

"She has panic attacks, never normally this bad, but the clip set her off"

"What was the clip of?" Steves's voice was quiet but curious

"One of her old handlers in the red room" Clint looked down at the sleeping woman as he replied

"What did he do to make her scream like that?", all the other avengers glared at Tony as he asked, "What?! Surely we must all be wondering, personally I have rarely seen Natasha smile, let alone scream!"

"He erm, he" Clint's voice shook as he tried to answer the question

"He raped me"

Translantions:

"Ты знаешь где ты?"- Do you know where you are?

"нет"- No

"домой"- home

"ты со мной?"- Are you with me?

"да"- yes