Natasha and Steve lay in bed with hands laced with one another. Steve's hand traced her scars on her hip and thigh. She still took ashamed.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Me. And the scars. Something I'm not proud of." She replied.

"Your scars are as beautiful as the rest of you. There's nothing to be ashamed of." Steve whispered.

Natasha leaned in closer to Steve and placed her head on his chest. She gently closed her eyes and went to sleep, dreaming about Steve. He kissed her head and wrapped an arm around her.

"Love you Nat." He whispered.

The two fell asleep and dreamt peacefully. The next day there was loud knock on the door. Buck woke up and opened the door. And no surprise it was Sharon Carter.

"Where's Steve?" She asks.

"In his room. But nows not-" Sharon instantly cut him of by laughing.

"There's no better time to see your girlfriend. Is there?"

"Ah, I tried. I'm going back to sleep. DO NOT enter my room. Yesterday was the only time I could ever be alone with Wanda." He smiled.

Sharon rolled her eyes and slowly began to walk into the room. But when she did, her eyes were greeted with an 'unpleasant' view. Natasha Romanoff lay on top of Steve with is big blue shirt, with Steve underneath. And they were kissing.

"WHAT THE HELL!" She bellowed.

Slowly the two turned around and faced Sharon. She looked angry and was spewing with anger,

"Oh look. It's Miss Carter? Your the bitch that made my girlfriend cry yes? Threatened her? Hurt her? Cursed her dead parents? Gosh Sharon. I'm so not impressed." Steve tuts in a menacing tone.

Sharon looked at Natasha who was looking at Steve then smirked at her.

"Steve she's lying can't you see? Why would I do anything like that?" She asked.

"Oh come on. He knows, I told him. There's no running now."

"You can talk. Can't you, Black Widow?"