two weeks. It had been two weeks since she had lost the loveof her life. Her condo seemed so empty. There was no singing in the kitchen while cooking. No one to cuddleup to on the couch while watching late night tv. No one there to wake her up when she was having a bad dream. Natasha rolled over in her too empty bed, running her hand over the flat surface of Jake's pillow. There was no indent there from his head. His side of the bed was still made. like he had never been there at all.

Natasha sighed as she got up out from bed wearing her sweat bottoms a white tank and Jake's blue and white striped shirt. It still smelt like him. Natasha walked into the kitchen opening the fridge to the various casseroles that the team and neighbours had brought over. Natasha had never understood why people brought casseroles when people died. Now she knew. She couldn't muster up the energy to cook, never mind calling for pizza without bursting into tears. And the casseroles had all the food groups in them so what the hell. Looking over them she closed the fridge and walked over to the cupboard pulling out a shot glass and a bottle of tequila. trudging over to the couch she put the shot glass down and poured herself a shot. She could have easily got up and gone to the fridge and grabbed a lime and some salt but drinking it straight seemed to numb her more.

BUZZ BUZZ

Her cellphone on the table flashed SAM.

"Hey, I do have a land line too."

"You weren't answering it."

"Must have forgot to turn the ringer back on. I just wanted to be alone last night."

"Well I just wanted to talk to you. Umm...Dad's been calling all morning."

"What does he want?"

"I've gotta' give him this one. He's just worried about you, we all are."

"Do you want me to be completely honest with you?"

"Yeah Nat I do"

"I'm tired of everyone asking me how I am! I'm feeling terrible! I can't sleep because the bed's too empty and the house too quiet! And I've gone through three bottles of Tequila in a week and a half and I'm doctor I know that's not good!"

"...I don't what to say Nat. I have no idea what your going through and I never want to. But you have to know we're all here for you."

"I know Sam. Thank you."

"Well I better get going. I'll talk to you tonight?"

"Ya sure. Bye "

The call ended and Natasha poured herself another shot.

"Good job guys! We got everyone out safe. De-brief in the morning go change and get out of here." Greg yelled to the team as they got back in the building

In the men's change room everyone changed a happy mood in the air after saving two kids and their parents.

"Jules and I are going to go see Natasha tonight. anyone want to come." Sam broke in

"I'll come. it'll be nice to see her." Ed responded

"I have to do something for my mom but I'll catch up after." Spike stated

So everyone was in but spike

Everyone stood outside in the hallway. Sam knocked on the Natasha's door. it took a minute but the door opened revealing Natasha. Her hair was pulled up into a messy ponytail and she was still wearing the sweats and Jake's shirt.

"What are you guys doing here?"

"We just wanted to come say hi. Can we come in?" Wordy asked

Natasha nodded opening the door wider for them. The place was still pretty neat other then the coffee table which had the bottle of tequila, half empty and the Tv was some cooking show that was probably just on for the sound.

"Where's Spike?" Natasha asked

"He had to do something for him mom. He'll be over in a little." Jules replied

"That's cool. Do you guys want some casserolele? I have lots" Natasha chuckled automatically regretting it. "I'm laughing at the fact that my boyfriend's dead so I get lots of free casserole." Natasha sat down on the couch pulling her legs up to her chest.

Sam came down and sat next to her pulling her against his chest.

"Did you know I took a pregnancy test yesterday?" Natasha asked looking up at Sam. Sam shook his head. "Obviously I'm not pregnant or I wouldn't be drinking a bottle of tequila a day. But I was praying that I was pregnant. So maybe I could a part of him still with me. is that wrong?"

"No of course not." Sam said squeezing his baby sister tighter

"Can you guys do me a favor?"

"Anything Nat" Ed said

"Can you help me pack up his stuff?"

Out of curiosity write a review telling me what you picture when you read Natasha. Like her hair colour. height. I would really like it.