Part 6

Steve's POV:

    I'm in a room. No idea where. There's no windows, or vents. Just one door in the corner with me strapped in a chair, and someone behind me. My hands are tied around the chair, legs strapped tight along with my waist with something stronger.

Twisting my neck I see the red hair of one Natasha Romanoff draped to the side of a sleeping face. "Nat," I whisper. "Natasha." I say slightly louder, to this she lifts her head very quickly clearly having no idea whats going on I ask her, "You okay?"

She pauses for a moment looking around the room, "Yeah, yeah I'm okay are you?"

"I'm good," I say, trying to get the small bits of panic out of her voice, you wouldn't even notice it if you don't know her the way I do. "No windows, no vent, one light on the ceiling and a metal door that is at least 3 inches thick." I say giving her the run down of our current situation, "Oh, and a camera in the corner that I think is off but I can't really tell."

She grabs my hand in hers, like she's making sure I'm really there. "Yeah, it's off." She says, I can feel her moving around on her chair a little bit. "How long till you think they'll come in?"

I sigh slightly, "Depends on how long we've been out and what they've got planned for us." I search around for her other hand, I eventually find it and hold it, giving her hand a small squeeze, I blush a little as she squeezes back, thankful that she can't see my face right now.

Just then there are footsteps out in the hall and then 3 people burst through the door, 2 of them with large guns, the other with a red and black mask over their face, with only 2 slits for their eyes.

The guy with the mask moved Natasha's arms and legs from around the chair, while the guards had guns pointed at her so she wouldn't do anything stupid. Without saying anything they start to walk out of the room, when they are walking across Natasha winks at me and says "Bye, Steve!"

Chuckling slightly I reply, "Bye, Nat!" with just as much enthusiasm in my voice. One of the guards leaves the room with them but the other one stays in the small room with me. "So, whats your name?" I ask the guard, hoping to start some form of a conversation. After waiting a minute for a reply I smile a bit and say, "Not much of a talker, huh?"

The entire time she's gone I'm panicking, I need to know if she's okay. I need to know what's happening. I feel like if I have to wait another minute I will burst. I think back to what Tony was saying a few days ago, about me being in love with Natasha. I am definitely not in love with her, but I can't stop thinking about her, her silky red hair, her emerald eyes and the way they sparkle when she smiles, her adorable laugh and her witty remarks. How she carries herself and the way how much she cares about her friends. Damn it... I hate it when Tony's right... or somewhat right...

It must have been at least an hour, maybe 2 before they brought Natasha back into the room. The guard that was with me left with them this time. "What happened?" I ask her once they had all left. The camera in the corner is still off so I feel comfortable saying anything really without being listened too.

"Nothing really, the guy interrogated me when I refused to give up information which I didn't even know existed he threatened to shoot me in the head. No big deal really." She said way too calmly, grabbing my hand knowing I was about to panic.

"I'm sorry, what?" I said raising my voice before she shushed me. "Did you just shush me Romanoff?"

"I did cause your gonna make them come in here if you're too loud. Now, heres the plan. I left a tracker for Tony back at the warehouse, I'm guessing they found it and put it on a different van cause Stark hasn't busted us out of here yet. Little do they know-" She stops talking as a light on the camera turns on. I squeeze her hand a little bit knowing what she's thinking, because I'm thinking it too. If we say, act, or do anything stupid they will come in here and shoot us.

Natasha's POV:

    I hate lying to Steve, but I knew if I told him the truth about what happened when they took me to the other room, it would send him into a blind rage. I was slightly thankful when the camera turned on, meaning that I would now have to sit up tall like I wasn't in constant pain, meaning that there are people who aren't used to seeing me stare out the window at 3 in the morning, people who don't post videos on instagram and twitter of me being neck and neck sparing with one of my best friends.

I wasn't even really paying attention to what our captors were saying, really I was just thinking about Steve and how much it would hurt him later when he found out the truth.

These people don't know me. And they wont. I wont let them. I feel Steve move slightly in his chair, moving my hand a little bit up to his wrist I spell out 'extra trackers' which I know he understood by the light squeeze he gave my hand.

Once Tony realizes that there was another tracker on the tracker then he should be able to find us no problem. I can still feel the tracker on the inside of my shoe so I know its not gone, but I just need to activate it somehow. And I can't with the camera on.

"So what movies have you been watching?" Steve asks out of the blue.

"What?" I ask him confused about why he's asking what movies I watch.

"I heard the opening to a Disney movie back at the Tower, I was just curious what you were watching."

"Oh, yeah," I say remembering the day before, "I was watching Lilo and Stitch. You've seen it right?"

"Nope." he says rubbing his thumb along the back of my hand.

"How? It's so good you have to watch it. I'm watching with you. Oh! We'll make it movie night and everyone will watch. It's gonna be great Rogers."

He chuckles at my enthusiasm, "You seem to forget I was in ice for like 90% of the movies you want me to watch."

"Yeah, well here's one more for you to watch." I tease him leaning back more in my chair.

The light in the corner clicks off which could either mean someone is coming to get one of us or they got bored of us talking about movies and how old Steve is.

Neither of us talk for a couple minutes, waiting to see if someone is going to come in, I hear heavy footsteps in the hall, there are a lot of them. More than last time anyway. "Nat." Steve says softly.

"Yeah, I'm okay Steve." I say quietly, knowing when he was going to say next without even having to look at him. I squeeze his hand, he grabs my other one and squeezes both. I let my head fall, hoping it might touch his back. I just need a little more friendly human contact.

The top of my head touches his shoulder and I smile a bit as he tries to do the same, but he's too tall and I'm too short. I bring my head back up before I very awkwardly and very uncomfortably slide my leg up the chair, I let go of Steves hand and feel around till I reach my shoe. I feel around the back of my shoe a bit until I reach the tracker. Theres a specific amount of times I need to press the small button in order to activate the tracker, as it's in my shoe so it is constantly being rubbed.

I tap the button 12 times stopping between certain ones to get the combination right. Theres a small click signalling the tracker is on, Tony should now have our location. "Is it working?" Steve asks me quietly not wanting to be to loud incase someone is right outside the door.

"It should be." I whisper back, sliding my leg back down the chair and grabbing Steves hand again.

Tony's POV:

    I had been looking for 3 days, anything, anything at all would get me thinking that it was their location, but it would just be a blip or something coming up on the monitors.

Finally, something that seemed real, more real then the other things came up. One that was much stronger, one that would lead me straight to the spy and the super soldier. "Gotcha." I say zooming in on the location. Frowning a little bit he sees that they are just across the border in Canada. The warehouse that they are in is very close to Horseshoe falls, the larger of the Niagara Falls, if they didn't get this right, Steve and Natasha's captures could send them hurtling over the side of the falls, where over 5 000 people have died.

"Friday get everyone in the common room now!" I yell running out of the room.

Exactly 3 minutes later Clint, Wanda, Bucky, Bruce, Peter, Sam, Hill, Thor, and Fury are all in the common room, Pepper is with Morgan in her room doing something else to keep her out of this. I quickly go over the new information with everyone, they're location and how easily they could be discarded. I leave Fury to make the final decisions on the plan.

10 minutes later everyone is on the quinjet in full gear, and we are off to kick some ass.

A/N

Hi! Happy Valentines day!!!! Little glimps of romanogers, do you think Steve is gonna tell Nat how he feels? Let me know in the comments!!! Thank you so much for reading and have a great day!

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