Hello everyone, back again, thought about ending this fic but have decided to keep it going i hope you like where it goes if not please tell me because you are my precious readers so please please please review.

We got into the first empty cab we could find and rode in silence, partly because we couldn't discuss what had just happened in front of a taxi driver but mostly because I didn't feel like talking to him just yet. I asked the driver to stop around the corner from the hotel and Steve gave me a confused look but I ignored it and helped him out of the car once I'd paid the driver and it had driven away I helped Steve walk for a while until he said in a small voice, "I'm alright to walk now that you." As soon as he finished the sentence I dropped his arm from around my neck and started walking ahead of him still having not said a single word to him. I led us around the back of the hotel and I checked the coast was clear before we entered through the back door. We walked down the hallways in silence until we came to a service elevator, I checked the hallway again and pressed the button, "I don't think we're allowed to use that," said Steve starting to protest until the doors opened and I walked inside and stared at the wall ahead of me and he hurried in before the doors closed. I pressed the button and waited for what felt like an eternity the silence only fuelling my rage at him. When we reached our floor and the doors opened I walked out and by the time Steve caught up with me I already had the key card out and was opening the door to the room. Once we were inside I chucked my things into a bowl beside the door and grabbed Steve by the elbow across the room and sat him down roughly on the bed before I pulled off his jacket probably a little to harshly and went into the bathroom and returned with a first aid bag. I started to clean the wound in his shoulder and then realised that they had stabbed him twice in abdomen as well which I don't remember happening but then again I wasn't watching too closely. Steve kept trying to catch my eye obviously confused since I hadn't spoken to him since I had kissed him and told him never to do anything like that again. Once I had the wounds cleaned and dressed I stood back, "Pants" was all I said in a gruff voice and Steve didn't say anything but simply stood up and undid his belt. When I finally got a clear look at the wounds after I had cleaned them I realised that they were already healing and I bandaged them quickly. Once that was done I stood up and wiped my hands on a towel and returned the first aid kit to the bathroom where I washed the blood off my hands quickly and returned to the room to find Steve still sitting there on the bed and he looked up at me with a wounded expression,

"Look I understand you are angry with me but be reasonabl-" I walked over to him and slapped him hard across the face, putting my whole body behind the slap,
"Don't you dare tell me to be reasonable, this job isn't reasonable, there is absolutely no reason to what we do" I said in a deadly voice looking down at Steve as he was still recovering from the slap,
"So don't tell me to be reasonable, you almost died tonight and I don't know what I would do if you did. You don't understand what that would do to me and I don't know what to do about that because that isn't me Steve I don't worry about the people I work with like that," I say with a shake in my voice betraying me as being far more upset than I tried to let on,
"Nat I'm fin-" Steve started to say before I flared up,
"YOU ARE NOT FINE STEVE, YOU ARE CONVERED IN PUNCTURE WOUNDS AFTER BEING TORTURED WITH A HEATED ICE PICK, YOU ARE NOT FINE" I screamed at him my relatively calm exterior broken, standing there my neck straining as I watched his features through my eyes as they started to blur with tears. It was then that Steve stood up and wrapped his arms around as I struggled and beat my fists against his chest. Most men wouldn't have been able to hold onto me if I hit them like I was hitting Steve but it was Steve and he just stood there and smoothed my hair and whispered against my hair, "Shh, Natasha it's okay, I'm here, I've got you, you're safe" over and over until I had a grip on reality and when I had calmed down I looked up at him and he looked back down at me with the most sombre, loving expression. My hand snaked around the back of his neck and brought his head down to meet my lips and it was the most tender, comforting kiss we had ever exchanged, his lips were so soft and warm and his arms were around my body so protectively, so when I deepened the kiss I hadn't imagined how hungry it would become. My other hand went into his hair and I pulled myself up onto tip toes and Steve's arms tightened around me, pulling me closer to him. One of his hands then got hold of the zipper on my dress and pulled it down, it was then that I broke the kiss and came off my tip toes and pushed him back slightly and slipped out of the dress so I was jus in my underwear, Steve then started towards me but my hand went against his chest and stopped him and he just gave me a confused look before I walked forwards, pushing him to the edge of the bed before pushing him down onto the bed. I looked down at him for a split second before I climbed on top of him and continued to kiss him and his hands rested on my hips and I then started to kiss down his neck, then his chest and down to his stomach before I stopped and undid his pants and took them off, I them moved back up his body kissing at I went, very slowly until I was almost at his neck and then I felt his hands on my waist and he pulled me up to his face, his eyes dark. He then started kissing me and then flipped me onto my back and kept kissing me, kissed my neck, my chest, back to my neck, my mouth. He then slowed a bit and we just kissed for a few moments and I realised that he was waiting for me, and I then realised how safe I felt and how...loved, I hadn't realised up until now just how much I loved Steve and it wasn't fake love just for cover, it had nothing to do with the mission, I had always loved Steve to a certain extent more so than the rest of the team. The love I felt for Steve was very different to anything I'd ever experienced even with Clint, that was something born out of the work we did together and how well we worked together and just because it was easy and available. But Steve made me feel…warm and sheltered and whole and he made me want to feel these things, he made me want things I had never wanted before, a relationship, a life outside of S.H.I.E.L.D. I had been thinking about my feelings for Steve a lot over this mission and I realised that I was in love. I was in love and I was happy about it. I focused back on the present and I could feel the muscles in Steve's back move, they were hard and moved like a well-oiled machine as he held himself above me. I broke the kiss at that moment knowing that if I didn't tell him now I probably would never tell him. We were both breathing heavily and when I looked into his bright blue eyes I knew I was making the right decision,
"I love you." I said in a slightly hoarse voice, my eyes boring into his and I knew he understood that this wasn't for cover,
"I lo-"and that was all he got to say before the windows smashed and the door slammed open and there were thirty men in the room and we were both shot with what I assume to be tranquilizer darts and the everything went dark.

So tranq darts what do you think? I was gonna let him say it but hey im nasty like that anyway, please review and tell me what you think oh and dont worry you'll will get to witness some action in the next few chapters this one was just a bit of fluff really sorry about that anyway review and hopefully the next chapter will be up soon x