Natasha Romanoff

"Natasha," He almost whispered as he grabbed my arm and made me stop in my tracks "What aren't you telling me?"

I turned to face him. He had a worried expression across his face, and he knew I hated that look. "It's nothing..." I release my arm and continue walking to the meeting room in the Helicarrier. We were supposed to be there 5 minutes ago.

"Why can't you tell me anything these days? We've told each other everything."

I just kept walking. Once we entered the doors up ahead he would be forced to keep quiet. But for the time being he just couldn't stop. "I can't tell you, we're running late to the meeting."

I opened the doors to the meeting room and immediately all eyes were on us.

Tony had a smug look on his face, Steve looked serious, Thor was completely clueless, and Bruce was slightly pacing.

"Nice of you two to join us." Director Fury had said as we sat down. I don't think I want to know what everyone was thinking when they saw Clint and I walk in.

Clint Barton

When the meeting was over, Natasha left almost right away. I was really worried about her. It may have been that I have feelings for her and I want her to tell me everything and hope she feels the same way, but I didn't have time to think about that at the time.

I quickly followed after her but of course Tony was there to stop me. "Natasha? Really? I thought you knew better than that." I gave him a confused expression but soon realized what he meant.

"You think we… No I wouldn't do that. We're not even in a relationship." Although it was kind of a nice thought, I had other things to deal with.

"Natasha, hold on a minute!" I practically yelled as I ran after her.

I caught her just walking along, even though she knew I was right behind her.

I started walking next to her. "Tasha, what's going on?" She didn't answer.

"Why can't you tell me?" Again she didn't answer and I had enough of that and was starting to get mad.

"Fine. Whatever. You clearly just want to keep everything bottled up. But one of these days you're going to let it all out and everything will come back just to kick you in the ass." Once I said that I immediately regretted it. I even realized I raised my voice a little when I didn't mean to.

She grabbed my wrist and pulled me into the next room we passed and closed the door behind her. "You want to know why I didn't tell you, Clint? I didn't tell you because I knew you would feel sorry for me. And I hate when people feel sorry for me because it makes me feel weak. Especially when you do." You could tell by her voice she was pissed off at me.

I tried to talk to her "I didn't know, I'm s-"

"Don't even think about saying it. You really want to know why I've been so upset?" She started to pace.

I leaned against the door. "Yes. I want to know why whenever somebody says A.I.M. it makes you upset and lost in your thoughts..."

She continued to pace. "A few months ago we fought them, remember?" I nodded "Well, they took me in the middle of it all and nobody knew because of all the fighting that was going on. They took me and brainwashed me to go against everything I knew. During one of the days you took off, they attacked yet again and I was with them, fighting against everyone I knew. Then I focused on Steve and we were one on one. He cornered me and knocked me really hard in the head. Everything A.I.M. plugged into my mind was gone. Just like that."

Natasha Romanoff

He stood up straight and walked over to me. I could tell he felt horrible about being a complete ass to me before. It was written all over his face.

He pulled me into a hug. "Tasha, I had no idea..."

His hug felt like it lasted for an eternity. And surprisingly, I kind of liked it.