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Steve continued to move around the country never staying in one town for too long. He was stopped to get gas one day when he phone started to buzz. "Hello? Sam, what happened? Where are you guys?"

"Steve?" Oh god her voice sounded so angelic.

"Romanoff? How did you get this number?"

"Steve, please come home, come back to me please, and if not me, come back to the team they need you."

"Romanoff, I left to find myself and I still haven't, and until I do I'm not coming back. I made that very clear."

"Steve I love you, please I need you, I need to see you."

"Romanoff, tell Sam I'll figure out a way to pass on information about my new contact info. But this conversation is over."

"Please Steve don't hang up just yet. Steve I just need to hear your voice for a while longer."

"Romanoff. I have to go. I…I'm sorry for not saying goodbye to you."

"Steve, I love you please come home." And with that the line went dead.

He had been gone for close to ten months now. He was living a simple life working on farms here and there. Finally he found a place that he could call home. It was a ten-acre plot of land in upstate New York. He hand gone around the country twice and finally decided that this was his home. He bought the land in cash using all of his savings. There was a small run down little house on the land and a huge barn a small walk away. Yes he was close to the avengers facility, but it was still far enough that they wouldn't just stumble upon him.

He started to fix up the land. He went around the edge of the land and fixed up and built up the fences. He cleared what looked like an old farm patch and planted wheat. To the side he created a little apple tree orchid and garden. He expanded the house and really fixed the house making it more modern. He got a guy to come in and help with plumping and electricity. The house was perfect; the farm was in perfect shape. Everything seemed right, and everything was, except his heart. When he had talked to Romanoff he was trying to be stoic and he steeled himself against any emotion. But he faltered; he slipped when she said she loved him. In truth that's why in part he picked a place close to the avengers facility. A small part of him had hoped that somehow, someway, she would find him and they would live happily ever after. No matter how irrational it was, it was all he wanted.

Natasha had tried so desperately to move on from St…Steve. He had loved her and she was too stupid to allow him to love her, to stupid to say she loved him back. It had been weeks and he hadn't returned, hadn't made contact. She was a shell of her former self. She pushed Bruce away and he left again. She didn't love him, whom was she fooling when she tried to have a relationship with him. She loved Steve and it scared her to death, but it was the truth.

One day Sam came to her after the team meeting and he handed her a peace of paper with ten numbers on it. He said: "Call him and tell him the truth. Don't tell him how you got the number. Its best for everyone." She eyed Sam for several minutes before accepting the piece of paper. He started to walk away when she said: "Sam…Thank you." He nodded and left. He knew he had done the right thing, now it was her turn. She sat there for a day thinking about calling him, until she finally did. His voice was like a drug and she was desperately addicted to it. She told him the truth, she told him she loves him and needs him, and wants him home. He sounded so cold and it broke her heart. She pleaded for him to come home and then the line went dead. She broke into more tears and a heart-retching sob.

The days faded into weeks and the weeks faded into months. Now it had been ten long months since he had left her. She tried to move on but she couldn't just stop the feelings that she had for him. She held onto her feelings for him and tried to move on but she couldn't, not completely. She loved him and that was all she could think about. She continued to help train the new avengers team and lead them as needed. She did all that she could, given the circumstances. I mean two people who had super stamina and incredible strength, were beyond just her capabilities. Her team had seen the change in her mood and ability. She wasn't compromised but in a way she was. Her heart was never in it, but she was still affective and the best at what she did. She just didn't know what she was fighting for anymore. Steve had grounded her, had made her sure she was a good person, made her sure that she was fighting on the right side. Without him there she lost apart of herself and lost her sight on things.