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"Hey Nat, think you're up for a little competition today?" Steve asked with a grin.

"Always. What are we competing for?" She asked with a smile, securing her parachute around her waist.

"We count the number of people we take out and whoever had the most gets to pick our movie tomorrow night." He said, smiling.

Natasha grinned. "Alright. You're on."

Steve smiled and walked towards the end of the plane, "Game starts now." He said, grinning at her as he jumped out with no parachute.

Natasha rolled her eyes. "Show off." She muttered before jumping.

He landed minutes before her because of his lack of a parachute and immediately started to take out the men below.

"One, two, three. " He counted into his intercom.

Natasha dropped down and shot two men before she could even hit the ground. "Cheater." She mumbled as they continued to take down everyone they could find.

Both being insanely talented fighters, they had each reached nearly 20 men a piece before even entering the bunker.

"What are you at?" Steve asked Natasha as they walked towards the entrance.

Natasha grinned. "18, and you?"

Steve frowned. "17."

Natasha smirked. "Here's your chance to catch up. Ill go right, you veer left. Try to work your way to the middle and I'll meet you there."

Steve nodded and ran off to the left, fighting every agent he came in contact with, occasionally telling Natasha his number just to keep the game going.

"I'm at 53 rounding the corner Steve. What's your status." Natasha asked fighting off another agent.

"60 and very outnumbered. I could use some backup." Steve said and Natasha could hear how hard he was breathing.

"On my way." Natasha said, taking down another man with her thighs before taking off towards Steves location.

"70. Almost there." Natasha said, picking up her place and waiting for Steve to answer.

When Steve didn't respond, Natasha sped up. "Steve? Status?" She asked.

Rounding the corner, Natasha came upon a huge amount of agents/soldiers.

She shot a few of them and used her taser rope to tie a group of them up before taking out a few more.

"Steve. I got stuck in some traffic. What's your location?" She asked, becoming more concerned every second.

After finally fighting off the people she had encountered, Natasha ran around the corner to find it full of bodies.

"Steve. Where are you? I can't find y-" Natasha froze. The air left her body and she couldn't move.

Among the bodies of the enemies, Natasha caught sight of a red, white, and blue uniform laying motionless in the chaos.

Finally finding mobility again, Natasha ran to Steve's side, shaking his shoulders.

He had three large bullet holes in his stomach and a puddle of blood surounded him.

His once bright eyes full of hope were grey and lifeless.

"Steve?" She pressed her fingers to his neck and desperately tried to find a pulse.

Her breathing shaky, Natasha's eyes welled up with tears as she found no pulse.

She started CPR and pressed her intercom again. "I need immediate extraction. Captain Rogers is down. I'm starting CPR now. No pulse." She said quickly.

Minutes passed and Steve had yet to respond to anything. Natasha had even tried a makeshift defibrillator.

"Steve please come back. I need you." Natasha said quietly, tears slowly streaming down her cheek.

Still, Steve stayed motionless.

Pulling him into her arms, Natasha cradled Steve to her chest and rocked back and forth, tears streaming down her cheek.

Eventually, backup arrived and extracted Natasha and Steve's body.

She didn't leave him the entire way back to the hospital, where they would officially declare his death.

She sat besides the gurney they had put him on and held his hand silently, wishing more then anything that he would come back.

Fury met them at the landing zone and was obviously in distress.

While Natasha tried to follow the gurney into a room, Nick grabbed her arm. "What happened out there?" He asked her harshly.

Natasha ripped her arm from his grip and fought back more tears. "I don't know. He called for backup and by the time I got there he had three bullet holes in his chest and no pulse." She snapped at him.

Fury frowned and went to say something else but Natasha didn't give him the chance.

Pushing her way past all the agents, Natasha found her way into the room they brought Steve's body into.

Some of the doctors were still trying to find a way to bring him back, but it was too late.

After another twenty minutes, Steve was declared dead.

Natasha swallowed the lump in her throat and approached his body with tears welling in her eyes.

"I'm sorry I took so long to come help you. Maybe if I was better, you would still be here." Natasha whispered, looking down at his pale skin.

If she hadn't known better she may have just thought he was asleep.

Natasha sighed and blinked away some of her tears. "I'm going to miss you so much Steve. I never got the chance to tell you that I loved you. Or to tell you goodbye."

She grabbed one of his hands again and inhaled deeply. She bent down slowly and placed a chaste kiss on his cold forehead before letting his hand fall limp besides him as she left the room.

Natasha pushed past everyone who came to talk to her and went straight up to her and Steve's floor.

She stumbled into Steve's room and slammed the door behind her before collapsing onto her knees and sobbing.

Hey guys....

Sorry it's been a few days. And also, sorry that this is really depressing. Hopefully you still somewhat enjoyed it.

I probably won't do a part two of this. I like the way it ended and feel like any part two would be very similar to some of my previous chapters.

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