Chapter 12

By: MysticFantasy

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Natasha sat quietly in her cell. She had been on edge since she woke up from what she believed was a few hours of sleep. She couldn't tell if she had been tired or if it had been from the blood taken from her.

She had been horrified to see that Steve had been removed from his cell. She didn't know where he had been taken to and could only hope that he was still alive and well.

Maybe he had just been taken to another lab where the scientists believed they could analize his blood better. She just hoped that being heavily sedated was the worst thing that could be happening to him. She couldn't live with herself if something horrible happened to him.

Not being able to tell how long they had been in the enemies clutches, Natasha could only guess that it hadn't been more than two days at the most.

They provided her with two meals throughout the day and she was now being served what looked like breakfast. Making this the third day they were being held hostage.

She tried to refuse the food at first but knew that she had to eat it in order to have her strength and to be ready for when the others came.

The meals were poor in taste and small in portions. They clearly didn't want her to get too much of her strength back. Most likely because they anticipated she would try to escape.

If she could, she would.

She would think of some kind of plan that would get her and Steve out of this prison. Then they could get rescued by SHIELD and head back to Avengers Tower to recover from all of this.

Her tasteless meal was finished quickly and she was back to doing nothing once more. Guards changed shifts and that was the only thing that let Natasha know that a few hours had gone by.

She was afraid that she might go stir crazy soon.

Just as her patients was starting to wear thing, a scientist entered the room and walked directly over to her cell.

"Who is leading the rescure search?" he demanded.

"What search?" she asked, hoping he would buy that she was playing dumb.

"You know very well what I am talking about. There has been a team of SHIELD agents leading a search party since we brought you and the captain here. They have been searching for three days and are getting closer to our location. Either you tell me who is leading the search or I will slit Rogers' throat. And I will be able to. He is in no condition to even wake up to defend himself. Such a task will be as easy as turning on the light."

"You leave him alone." Natasha ordered as she stood and got as close as her shackles would allow.

"Then tell me who is on this search party."

Natasha glared at the white haired man. She didn't want to reveal who might be leading the team looking for her and Steve but she couldn't let anything happen to the soldier.

Especially now that they finally began to start a relationship.

"Who is it?!" the man demanded. "This is the last time I will ask. Answer me or the captain is dead."

"Agent Clint Barton." she answered. "It won't matter though. You won't be able to touch him."

"I believe you are wrong, Miss Romanoff." he said before turning away. "Kill the captain!"

"NO!" Natasha shouted as she tried to get free of the shackles. The chains were too strong and she was no where near strong enough to be able to do anything yet.

One of the guards walked into the cell and stabbed her with a weapon that gave her a strong shock.

She slipped to her knees, panting heavily and glared up at the guard.

"Big mistake." she muttered.