Alright, new chapter! Sorry for the long wait, I have been extremely busy and just now finished this chapter. It's a bit longer than some of the others. Hope you guys enjoy!

Just an fyi, I know I said this a few chapters ago, but check out wolfehr's story, Our Situation. It's a Captain America story and it's just very good. Especially if you like Romanogers.

Also, if you want great and vivid one shots and other stories, check out DreamEscape16. Amazing writing talent that deserves some love :)

Okay, without further ado, please enjoy.

As you have all guessed, I do not own Captain America. Yup, big surprise there right?

The ride to the Triskelion was a short one, filled with only silence and the sound of the motorcycle starting and stopping. When they went over a bump, Natasha's arms went around Steve's waist, making him blush. Although Natasha couldn't see his face, she knew what his reaction would be and smirked

"Making you uncomfortable? I'm just holding on," she said matter o' factly.

"No, please hold on. Don't want you falling off and putting us behind schedule."

Natasha tightened her grip on Steve's waist as he turned the motorcycle onto the street taking them to the Triskelion.

They rode the rest of the way and finally stopped when they reached the side of the building, a location they specifically picked for its lack of cameras.

Steve turned off the bike and Natasha hesitated slightly before letting go of him.

"Your earpiece on?" Steve asked as he got off the bike.

"Yes. Let's go take down some carriers," she replied.

Steve nodded and arranged his blue helmet on his head and put his shield in his hand. They ran together, their footsteps silent as they made their way around the building. Natasha stopped at a grate in the ground as Steve used his shield to bust it open.

"Ladies first," he said, motioning for Natasha to get into the vent.

"Gentleman," she muttered and dropped down, grabbing the ladder as she fell slightly.

"You okay?" Steve called from above.

"Yeah. Cmon down," she replied and stepped down the ladder a few more rungs.

She watched Steve try to fit through the hole and grinned.

When Steve finally did get on the ladder above her, he was breathing hard. "Dang. Tight squeeze."

"Keep your chest tucked in, soldier boy," Natasha kept moving down the rungs. It was dark in the tunnel, but she could still see slightly. The rungs went down for another hundred feet and led to another passage that would put them in the carrier hangar.

"That's soldier man to you," he replied.

The only sound in the tunnel was that of water dripping and their heels on the metal rungs.

Natasha brushed a spider web with her hand and gasped.

"Wow. The Black Widow is afraid of a spider web. That's ironic," she thought and cursed herself for being so easily scared.

She finally reached the bottom and was pleasantly surprised to find no water there to ruin her shoes.

"Onward," Steve said as Natasha led the way through the tunnel.

They finally reached another grate. Floor level, it looked out to the hangar where the carriers were.

Steve slid in front of Natasha and again used his shield to break the grate.

As soon as he did that, the grate popped out and an alarm sounded.

"I thought you said these weren't alarmed!" Natasha yelled over the noise.

"They aren't!" Steve yelled back.

Both of them looked towards the carriers and saw people around them frantically moving things out of the way. The carriers lights were blinking yellow and red hues.

"Three minutes to launch," a voice boomed over the loudspeaker.

"They're initiating launch," Natasha said.

"Ya think?" They both took off running, not caring who saw them now.

"Hey, you're no supposed to be here. It's restricted access!" a worker yelled. Steve stopped him from announcing that to anyone else by bashing his shield against the man's chest, sending him flying backwards.

"I've got carrier one and three. You take two," Steve said. "Plant the explosives where the computer chips are and then get out somehow."

"I know, Rogers. We already went over this," she said, annoyed.

"Just making sure you remembered." Steve began to run off to the third carrier before it took flight.

"Steve!" Natasha yelled. He turned around with a questioning look on his face. "Be careful." He nodded and continued off to the carrier.

Natasha ran to the carrier next to his, number two. She opened an access hatch and slid inside, once again grateful for her small size. This is how the day would go. Tunnels and hatches and explosions. Just a typical day for a spy.

She followed the air duct and soon found herself in one of the many corridors on the helicarrier.

She got out of the duct and pulled out her gun, keeping it in both hands, ready to fire. Footsteps sounded from around the hall.

"Freeze!" someone shouted as they rounded the corner.

A HYDRA agent was standing, facing Natasha. She aimed her gun as he turned and tried to flee and pulled the trigger. The man dropped down, and Natasha continued running down the hall.

It was only after she passed the man that she began thinking.

"Did he have a family? Will he be added to the list of names that haunt my dreams? Did he have to die?" Natasha shook her head, as if movement would drive the thoughts away and continues on.

By the time she reached the computer chips, Natasha was a happy woman. She had only run into a few other agents, all of whom hadn't been a problem.

She was setting up the explosives when a loud bang came from outside the carrier. Metal pieces flew at the windows and people outside were yelling.

"Steve." Was her immediate thought. "He must've blown up the carrier. He beat me," she contemplated, slightly annoyed. So now it was up to her to dismantle the second carrier as Steve would be going to the third. She took the explosives from her pocket and stuck them to the computer mechanism. Natasha set the timer for a minute and ran back the way she had come.

On the way back, she again had no difficulties, which was strange. A top secret agency, launching an attack, had no security?

She had just finished rounding the final corner as someone stepped out from the shadows. A man with a red star on his metal arm.

"You," Natasha growled. She could once again feel the bullet tearing at her skin, making her life fade away. Causing her so much pain. All from the bullet he fired.

The winter soldier smiled at her.

Natasha pulled out her gun and began firing rounds. The soldier blocked all of them with his arm and began advancing towards her.

Disgusted, she threw the now useless gun to the side and pulled out a small metal disk.

The winter soldier kept advancing, not deterred by her petty bullets.

When he got close enough, he threw multiple punches with his metal arm, one of which connected with her wounded shoulder. Natasha bit back a yell as the soldier smiled. He realigned his arm back to throw another punch, the gleaming metal shining in the dim light. His eyes were playful, as if this horror were some kind of a game. Like killing her would win him a prize.

This was not the man that Steve had so vividly described as his selfless best friend. This was a brainwashed monster.

"Better watch out," she said and smirked back at him. The soldier looked confused as he soon realized that the metal circle was stuck to his metal arm. He tried to rip it off, but not before the jolts of electricity rendered his arm useless.

Natasha sprinted past him just as she heard the explosion and felt the heat from the blast encroaching on the hallway behind her.

She kept running and jumped through one of the windows, the glass shattering all around her. She tucked and rolled out of the carrier and looked behind her as the carrier exploded, raining shrapnel everywhere. No sign of the soldier.

Now there were two smoking ruins and one carrier, which Steve was hopefully aboard. Natasha stood up, holding her wounded shoulder and picked small chances f metal out of her hand.

The pain was small, but just enough to be noticeable and annoying as beads of blood collected on her hand. She then looked up from her hand just in time to witness the third carrier start to take flight.

New chapter weekly hopefully, as my new "schedule". I hope you all liked this chapter. If you did, please leave a review, as it helps me and my writing very much.

I know, this chapter featured Natasha's adventures more, but that's because the next chapter is all about Steve's "adventure", or whatever you want to call it.

Also, to avoid confusion, Fury is dead. Apart from the movie, Natasha and Steve never saw Maria or Fury in the cave and they don't know Sam. So, without the computer chips Maria gives them, that is why Steve and Natasha have to blow the ships up. Also, the council isn't a part of this, so Natasha doesn't have to go undercover.

Maybe they know Sam will later, but for right now, this is different from the movie.

I hope I cleared up any questions and if now, please message me :).