Age: 14
Word count: 928
Warnings: mention of death, blood, angry Mama Nat
Summary: Alenas rescue

On the other end of the ear piece, a great panic set in.

,,Romanoff-Rogers, are you there? Can you hear me? Hello?!"

Fury asked, as he saw the explosion from the monitor.

,,Yea, I-I I'm-"

He heard his young agent, before there was static.

,,Get me Parker on the line, now"

The director demanded, before he spoke to Peter:

,,Parker, is Romanoff-Rogers with you?"

,,No sir. She was supposed to be here two minutes ago. This is not good. We shouldnt have gone, Miss Romanoff is gonna kill us both"

The 14 year old rambled, faint panic lingering in his voice.

,,Shit. Send out agent Hill and agent Barton to go look for her. Not a word to Romanoff or Rogers until we have more information"

Fury ordered. He didn't have the nerve to deal with his angry agents, especially not Natasha, after he sent her daughter out on the mission she wasn't supposed to be on to begin with.

,,Parker, we're sending out Barton and Hill to find Alena. Get into the jet and stay there until further notice"

He ordered sternly.

,,Okay sir, please don't tell Miss Romanoff that we're here. She doesn't know"

Peter pleaded, revealing the whole truth.

Fury had his head in his hand. He should've known that Natasha doesn't change her mind last second.

....

Alena woke up, her head was pounding.

When she opened her eyes, sunlight hit her face.

The memories from before she lost consciousness came trickling back slowly.

Her shoulder was aching and her stomach felt as if someone had stabbed her and twisted the knife, before pulling it out again.

She touched her suit, which wasn't white anymore now.

Blood was on her hands, but she didn't know whether it was purely her own or someone else's as well.

Groaning, she tried to get up, but had to surrender once she moved her head even a centimetre.

Not long after, Alena felt a sense of calm.

If she was honest, she thought this was it. She thought she was gonna die.

....

Back at the compound, Peter arrived. He had cuts on his face and his suit had a hole on his right arm.

Natasha, who was sitting in the living room on the couch, looked up, a puzzled expression on her face.

,,Peter? Are you alright, where have you been?"

The assasin asked, concern growing inside her.

,,Alena, she ... I'm not supposed to say"

The 14 year old rambled, his mind taken up by the fact that his best friend was missing, possibly dead.

Natasha got up from the couch, the concern now prominent on her face.

Peter walked backwards, trying to evade the redhead.

,,Peter, where is my daughter?"

She asked, a scary tone lingering in her voice.

,,I uhh, you see we may or may not have gone on that mission you forbade Alena to go on and well"

The 14 year old stammered, praying for his life.

,,Well?"

The redhead inquired, an intimidating calm in her voice.

,,She's not with me, we split to get the job done faster. Fury is freaking out right now and he said he would send Agent Hill and Agent Barton to find her"

Peter elaborated, the panic visible in every centimetre of his face.

Natasha was livid, concerned but most of all scared for her only daughters life.

,,Ohh Блядь (fuck), this girl can get herself ready for hell when she gets home. Fury!!"

The assasin yelled, before she practically ran to find her boss.

....

Alena woke up, but instead of the hard ground she found herself in a hospital bed.

A groan escaped her lips, as she opened her eyes.

,,Am I dead?"

She asked, her eyes still closed.

,,Open your eyes, детка (baby). You're alive"

Natashas voice spoke softly, her hand grasping Alenas.

The young redheads eyelids fluttered open, revealing her bright blue eyes.

,,Mama? What happened?"

Alena asked, her voice still weak.

Natashas expression hardened, but she still spoke in a soft voice:

,,Clint and Maria found you in front of the hydra base"

,,How bizarre. Dunno how I got there"

The 14 year old stated, knowing damn well how she got there.

,,You don't? Alena, could it be that you snuck on that mission behind my back"

The assasin asked her daughter, a slight smirk playing on her lips.

Silence.

,,Mama, I'm a hero"

The younger redhead then stated, completely random.

Natasha choked out a laugh. She was honestly just glad that Clint and Marie found her in time.

,,You are, мало света (little light). Dont ever do something like that again"

The assasin sighed, stroking her daughters aburn hair.

,,No promises, Mama"

Alena replied, a smirk on her face and her eyes focused on her Mom.

Natasha hit her with the Natasha Romanoff look, before kissing her temple.

,,Я люблю тебя, мама (I love you, Mama"

The 14 year old admitted, her voice muffled by her Mom's shirt.

,,Я тоже люблю тебя, маленький свет (I love you too, little light)"

The assasin responded.

To everyone's relief, Alena recovered quickly, though it was safe to say that Natasha wouldn't let her out of her sight for a long time.

A/N: Here you go, beautiful people :). Happy ending at last, though I feel like this isn't nearly as good as the first one lol.
Also, we've almost hit 2k reads, thank you all for that, I appreciate it a lot.
Anyways, see you around and stay amazing, bye <3