Chapter 7
By: MysticFantasy
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A/N: To Proofreader (Guest) screw off. This is a made up story. You don't like it, don't read it. Please keep your notes to yourself!
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Chapter dedicated to Qweb.
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The wind howled loudly outside the wrecked shelter and it felt like the temperature was dropping greatly.
Natasha pulled her blanket around her as close as she could. She let out a shaky breath and saw it fog up before her.
She felt strong arms wrap around her body and smiled lightly when she felt the warmth they gave off. But only by so much.
Even Steve's body wamrth couldn't fight off the cold that was starting to creep inside their bodies.
"It's getting too cold." Steve said as his own breath appeared in small puffs. "We need a fire or something until help arrives."
"We can use those crates from the raid." Natasha suggested.
Steve nodded in agreement.
Together, they both stood and went into the cargo hold where the air seemed to be even colder. Everything was a mess after the wreck but it only made it easier for them to collect broken pieces of wooden crates. They gathered a good enough amount and piled it in the middle of the cargo room.
Steve was able to get a fire going and soon they had a fire giving them light and warmth.
"That's better." Natasha said with a smile as she placed her head on Steve's shoulder as they settled against a few duffle bags mostly filled with written information.
"Much." the soldier agreed as he wrapped an arm around her.
The two sat in silence as they watched the flames dance before them. Enjoying the warmth from the fire and from each other.
"It feels like it's taking a while for the others to find us." Steve said.
"The storm is probably slowing them down." Natasha replied. "It may take them longer to get here than they originally declared."
Steve accepted her answer and remained silent. He didn't want to cause her any worry but he was actually doing his best to remain calm and collected throughout this whole ordeal.
Being trapped inside this plane around an icy wasteland with a huge blizzard going on was making him have flashbacks to when he'd crashed the Hydra ship.
The cold that had creeped onto him, the water that engulfed him, the ice that had trapped him...
It all felt too familiar.
But he wasn't back in that ship again. He was in a new time and a different situation. This time, he wasn't being drowned by the icy waters that had claimed him once before.
Now he's just caught in a snow storm in a crash plane. He had a fire helping to keep him warm and a strong woman at his side.
This was not the forties.
He has friends and a possible future with another woman he's fallen for. A new team and his career as a captain was climbing to new heights.
Despite how great his loss had been when he first learned how long he'd been trapped, Steve felt that he was a lucky man. He'd been given a great gift that allowed him to do things other people could only dream of doing.
Yes, Steve felt like his lucky star was shinning down on him greatly.
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