Nat's POV:
* 2 months earlier, 6 hours after her faked death at the medical ward*
I wake up to a sharp pain from the wound from the bullet in my stomach. The room is dark and the only source of light is a little gap under the door. My eyes get used to the darkness and I slowly try to get up and reach for the door. I am weak and feel as if I m going to be fainting any minute now. The door is locked. I gather all the strength I have left and start banging
"OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR"
Suddenly the door cracks open exposing me to a group of bodyguards who grab my arms and drag me out of the room. I wince in pain as one of them touches my wound
"LET GO OF ME" I yell trying to break free but I cant seem to find the strength to. After a walk of 5mins we arrive before a large wooden door and one of the guards knocks before opening and letting me in.
"Aghh well well well look who finally woke up! Hello sleeping beauty!"the guy that shot me laughs and commands the guards to leave us
"WHERE IS STEVE" I yell
"Relax doll he is at the compound safe and sound! Just like your little one, now what was her name again? Rosie?"he slurs and I shiver at the mention of my daughter.
"TAKE HER NAME OUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH"I shout "WHERE IS SHE?"
"Chill she is there too crying over the loss of her mother. Heheheh I believe your funeral is today!"
He laughs sarcastically and I shiver.
"What funeral?!!What loss! What are tou talking about"
"Aww poor thing you have no idea now have you! Well you see after i shot you we gave you a drug that slows your heartbeat temporarily so that it seems you are dead! Steve brought you home and you "died" before the eyes of your daughter isn't that great! Then we had agents stealing your body and swapping it with a random lady using the face mask technology you are so fond of!"
A cold shiver run through my spine as I listened to his words. M-my baby thinks I m dead?! She must me so heartbroken. Slowly my mind clears up and I can remember how I said goodbye to her while thinking I was dying and how she was bawling begging me to hold on. How they dragged her out of the room while covering me with a white sheet and how her shrieks pierced my soul. My sweet girl. Right now she is mourning my loss. What if she commits? I have to get to her now.
"Please let me out of here!" I plead having not even an ounce of strength to fake
"Oh no! The fun hasnt even began! We are going to give you the widow serum and retrain you Romanoff. Dont worry tho you will forget everything about her! You ll see when you will be sent on a mission to kill her! Hahahahah!"he announced and suddenly I was tackled to the ground and felt a syringe piercing my neck
"NOOOOOOO I shouted in tears before my body hit the ground once more
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Romanoff's girl
FanfictionNatasha Romanoff by some miracle managed to get pregnant and have a daughter, Rose Romanoff. The story is about their life and challenges they are put through. *I do not own any characters except for Rose Alianovna Romanoff*
