Natasha POV

I ran my room and quickly opened the door and slammed it shut behind. I felt my head spinning, Laura was right, if I hadn't  forced him to leave before the mission he would have been safe, he would've be with his wife and kids.

I leaned against the door and slid down until I was on the ground, I started to hit my head against the door hard and harder until I thought my head would explode. I could feel small tears running down my face... He's gone. My mind started to revisit the memories of Clint and when they first met.

Flashback

First meeting

"target acquired" said a brown haired, young man speaking into his ear com, he had a bow and arrow he was standing on the edge of a tall building looking down, the arrow was aimed at a young, tall girl with red hair as she walked along the quite streets of Russia.But all of a sudden she disappeared, "Target lost, I repeat target lost" he said alertidly.

Natasha POV

Something was wrong, I felt like I was being watched. I had to be careful otherwise they would find me and they would either torture me or kill me. The red room didn't like that kind of behaviour and I  would be punished.

Sorry for the short chapter, will become longer, just wanted to get it out.

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