Okay, so I wrote this a really, really long time ago, lol. Like, three years, maybe? 0.0 I knowwwww, I'm sorry. I just never posted it and I'm not really sure why. I mean, I kind of hate it lol, because it's written poorly, but hey, why not give it a shot? :) Love y'all.

Disclaimer: I don't own this.

It was supposed to be just a simple mission.

That's all.

So they sent Steve, Natasha, Clint and a New, yet trusted, Avenger; Sam.

Right now, Natasha and Clint were calmly yet quickly, ushering people away from the rapidly burning lodge somewhere in Upstate New York.

Steve and Sam were trying to control the fire so it didn't spread, when Steve spoke through the comms.

"Guys, I think there are still people in there," He paused. "I'm going in." He declared, and Natasha felt her heart skip a beat. But before she could say anything, at least try and protest her secret boyfriend from doing something so reckless, Sam beat her to it.

"What the heck, Steve!? No, don't you dare go in there!" Sam shouted over the blazing fury that was claiming the building victim, even though he had a comms set.

"I have to!" Steve said back through the comms. "If there's people in there, then they're going to die! I'm not about to let that happen," Steve said, and even though Natasha couldn't see him, she knew he was going into the building.

"No! Cap!" Sam was saying, but it was too late; Steve was already in the building. Natasha quickly helped the last few people near her get to safety, before leaving Clint to deal with the rest and head toward the burning lodge.

As soon as she got there, she saw Sam below a window, grabbing somebody off of the rope that was dangling from it.

She looked up to see Steve lowering one other person. She could hear Sam and Steve's conversation through the comms. "Okay, now get out of there!" Sam shouted up to Steve, who shook his head, apparently somehow losing his helmet in all the commotion; revealing dirt and ash streaked blonde hair.

"I've got to make sure that there's no one left!" Steve shouted back before turning around back to the blazing building. Natasha hurried over to Sam to help get the two young children away from the building and back to their family. Natasha just barely turned back around to face the building, when suddenly an explosion rang out from the building; engulfing the whole building in flames.

"Steve!" Sam shouted in terror as he watched the burning building helplessly. A gasp escaped her lips as she brought a hand up to cover her mouth. Tears welled up in her eyes as she shook her head in horror.

"No..." The word came out choked as she watched part of the structure collapse; leaving Steve in it's custody. Suddenly, a shatter was heard, and right after it she saw Steve jump out of a window on the side, landing on his Shield, just as the rest of the lodge collapsed.

And as soon as it happened, she was running faster than her mind could keep up on what was happening. "Steve!" She choked out as she ran over to his side; Sam in tow. Her momentary relief was vanished as she neared him.

"Steve, your suit's on fire!" Sam shouted, not even trying to hide the panic in his voice, as he ran over to his Captain, trying desperately to cease the flames. Natasha helped, too, and between the two of them, and Steve who was trying to put them out, but coughing with every move he made, they were able to put them out.

After they put the flames out, they moved him even farther from the building, and leaned him up against a rock. He lightly shook his head with his eyes closed and coughed weakly. "Steve?" Sam questioned when Steve never said anything.

"Ouch," Came Steve's quiet reply as his eyes slowly fluttered open. Sam breathed a sigh of relief as he sat down.

"Thank You, Lord." He breathed and Steve coughed one more time before glancing up at Natasha. And he started to say something, but she cut him off by placing a searing kiss over his lips, melting into it as she brought a hand up to cup the back of his head, other hand coming up to gently caress his jaw line.

Tears of joy and relief cascaded down her cheeks and dripped off onto Steve's ash covered face as she held his lips firm against hers. As soon as their lips connected, he eagerly reciprocated the kiss, and she kissed him passionately, never, ever wanting to let go.

Their moment was ruined when Sam cleared his throat awkwardly and Steve broke the kiss. Natasha was this close to pulling him back. He looked at her in shock, and she knew exactly what he was thinking, but she also didn't care.

"Nat..." He said quietly, but she just shook her head, willing away the tears as she threw her arms around his neck and clung onto him with a death grip.

"I don't care, I don't care anymore. I thought that I had lost you," Her voice broke, and she crumpled onto the ground next to Steve, burying her face into his ash covered neck. Steve's arms immediately wrapped around her as he pulled her close; feeling hot tears on his neck.

"Shh, shh," He soothed as he gently kissed her cheek. "It's okay, we're both okay," He murmured into her ear so only she could hear, even though they weren't paying any mind to Sam.

They were so deep into the embrace, they didn't even hear the running footsteps coming towards them. Sam looked away from the pair and up to Clint who was panting, but his brows were furrowed together as he looked at Steve and Natasha. He gestured to them once, and Sam shrugged.

"Heck, if I know. You try getting them to talk." Sam said as he crossed his arms. Clint frowned, and within just a few moments, Steve broke the embrace and faced Natasha.

"Natasha, it's okay. All right? Everything's okay." He stated and she bit her lip with a nod. Suddenly, Sam cleared his throat, breaking the moment.

"I mean, I'm happy you're okay, too, but sheesh, man." Sam said in shock as his eyes flicked back and forth between Natasha and Steve. He paused a moment before continuing, "How long?" He questioned and Natasha sighed as she continued to hold onto Steve's hand with a death grip. She looked up at him, and they silently communicated through their eyes that it was time to come clean.

"Five months, one week, and two days." She said casually.

"And I would tell you with minutes, but my watch is sort of...singed." Steve added, and both Clint and Sam's jaws dropped.

"What!?" They both exclaimed and Steve and Natasha both nodded simultaneously.

"Wha-that's-that's not possible!" Sam sputtered. "You can't keep a secret for anything!" Sam exclaimed, directing his sentence towards Steve who chuckled.

"I learned from the best," Steve said with a glance towards Natasha.

"This is just crazy," Sam muttered as he ran a hand over his face. Clint didn't look much better.

"We need to get the rest of people away so that the firefighters that get in here to stop the fire." Steve said as he gingerly stood up, helping Natasha stand who gently scolded him, because he 'just jumped out of a burning building for Christ's sake'. They started to walk away and both Clint and Sam exchanged a look.

"Captain America and the Black Widow...who would have thought?"

This is like the length of the stories I write now lol. And I used to think this was so short...