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Steve's POV "Wanda!" I yell.She has manage to grab the bottom rung of the helicopter. She looks over at me and I try desperately to reach her. "Steve!" Bucky is now behind me. I spin around to try and get him to help, but in doing so I lose concentration and  feel my feet slipping across the floor. Bucky reaches out to grab me, Natasha following closely. But they are too late.The helicopter takes off, with myself and Wanda hanging from the bottom. Wanda's POV We aren't going to make it.That's all I can think about. Steve, perhaps, he did survive a plane crash and seventy years frozen in ice. But me? There is a 99.9% chance I'll fall to my death. How could I have been so stupid? I never should have left the party. I was upset, but what does it matter to me anyway? But you love him...Maybe that's the case. But why would he pick me when he could have Sharon? Or basically any girl in America? "Wanda!" I hear him yell. I snap back into focus. I look towards him, still as gorgeous as ever...Stop.Maybe I should just let go...it would certainly make everything a lot easier, for everyone...The helicopter starts to move. My fingers start to slip. Steve tries to reach out and grab the railing but the helicopter pulls away. He then tries to reach for me, but I am too far away. My left hand slips. I am left clinging on with my right. I try to reach for Steve. My right hand is slipping. My eyes widen. Steve makes one last desperate lunge...My hand slips....And I fall.......

AN-OMG I am so so so so so so so so sooooooooo sorry I haven't updated for a while. I am going to try writing this regularly again if I can.  It's just my current schedule is so busy and I just never have time....but I'll do it for you guys❤❤❤