Chapter 8: Worth It

There are some things in this world that you can't control, some things that you have no power over and people that can't be helped, and Steve knew that this was one of those moments.

They were untying Natasha from the table, and Steve expected her to fight back, but she didn't. He wanted to scream at her, tell her to snap out of it, but even he knew some things weren't that easy.

He thought back to the time, before everything went wrong, when they were still just on a normal mission. They were on a stake out, watching the warehouse of some corporation that was supposedly dealing weapon across the border into Russia. Steve noticed that anytime mission involved Russia, or something of the past Natasha was always tense. It was no fun and all games around her.

They were just sitting in the car, it had been roughly two hours of watching and waiting, but something was different with Natasha; she seemed a little lighter.

"Hey Steve?" she asked.

"What?" He said putting down the binoculars.

"Thanks"

"For what?" He said with a laugh.

"Thanks for just, this sounds silly, thanks for just treating me like I'm your equal, not just some pretty face." She said with a smile that reached her eyes.

"No problem, and you're not just some pretty face, you're beautiful". Said Steve. 'Dammit why'd I say that, I went to far, she's gonna think I'm a loser' he thought feeling like he was back in high school again.

"Don't get to used to me there Steve, you should see what i look like in the morning" she said with a laugh.

There was a comfortable silence when she said "when we get out of here, were going dancing, I don't care how much you protest, I'm teaching you how to dance before I die"

Steve was shocked at her proposal, but secretly he was a little happy. He couldn't deny that he loved a woman who pointed a gun at him. He should probably get therapy for that. "I'm not saying no, but I'm just saying if you get any broken toes it's on you"

"Wouldn't be the worse thing to happen to me" she said with a smirk.

That's when they got a call from SHIELD instructing them to infiltrate the warehouse, that's when everything went downhill.

He was snapped out of his thoughts when they started guiding him out of the room, with Natasha not to far ahead. There was no point in fighting, there were too many guards so he just followed them.

They then told Natasha to guide him into a very dark room, like cell. When she touched his wrist to lead the way, her touch was surprisingly light, like she was holding herself back and even though her eyes were still like stones and her face cold, that was all he needed for some hope.

He knew that even Natasha was human, but he knew that she was still in there somewhere and that she remembered him. You can't help who you fall for but you can help who you fight to keep and Steve was determined to not give up on Natasha, she was worth it and they still had a dance to get to anyway.

OOOOO some romanger feels right there.