Inspired by black widow trailer, Steve and Nat fight the taskmaster and she gets her new suit. Requested by GiuliaWidow.

Being on the run was always hard. It was physically and emotionally draining no matter how good you were at it.

Natasha for one, was practically an expert at it.

She could be wanted in thirty countries and still manage to evade arrest until everything blew over...which had happened before.

But this time was different. Now, she didn't have the luxury of using fake identities. She was on the run because now, all her identities had been exposed.

She had reunited with people from her past that up until now, she had thought would remain in the past.

It wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Just not what she had expected.

She missed her team though, Clint, Tony, Thor...and especially Steve had become people she was used to being around.

And like it or not, they had become her family.

Even more frustrating was the fact that as much as she tried to, she couldn't help the fact that Steve was constantly on her mind.

It was throwing her off.

After her first encounter with the masked man who seemed to be able to mimick her every move, Natasha was frustrated, tired, and confused.

She had been in the safe house trying to prepare for the next attack when there was a knock at the door.

Natasha frowned and instantly held her gun up, approaching the door slowly.

She made sure the gun was loaded before opening the door quickly, pinning the person to the floor before she could even process who it was.

Steve's hands raised in defense and his eyes widened, "Nat! It's just me!"

Natasha frowned and she loosened her grip on him slowly, "Steve?"

He nodded, "You wanna put the gun down?"

She raised an eyebrow, "How do I know you're actually Steve?"

Steve paused, "I know that the reason all of my hoodies go missing is because you steal them."

Natasha managed a small smirk and she stepped off Steve, putting her gun back in her holder.

She reached out to help him up and narrowed her eyes as she closed the door behind him, "How'd you find me?"

Steve offered her a small smile, "I used some old friends to help me hack into Ross's database and when he got a hit on your location, I intercepted it and came here. He got a fake location."

Natasha smiled, "I guess I owe you one."

Steve shrugged, "You can repay me by telling me what the hell you're doing in Russia."

Natasha bit her lip, "I'm trying to sort out my past. Ended up pissing someone off though."

Steve frowned, "Who?"

Natasha shrugged, "I don't know. They wear a mask and I've only seen them once. But their fighting is strange. It's like they can mimick my moves before I make them."

"Are you okay?"

Natasha nodded, "Yeah. They ended up running off because some government people showed up. I barely escaped them."

"You think they'll be back?" Steve asked, frowning.

"Yeah. Whoever it is, they're after this," Natasha said, holding up a small flashdrive.

Steve raised an eyebrow, "What is it?"

Natasha shrugged, "It's basically a virus inside a flashdrive. If I plug it into a computer at a base, the entire system would be unrecoverable."

"Why do you need that?"

Natasha sighed, "I'm trying to shut down the red room."

Steve nodded in understanding, "Want a hand with that?"

Natasha frowned, "I can't ask you to help me Steve. It's not like Hydra. Everyone working with them is a trained killer. There are hundreds of widows. A fair amount who already hate me. Asking you to help would be like asking you to help me storm the gates of hell."

Steve shrugged, "You're not asking, I'm offering. And I'd gladly storm the gates of hell with you anytime."

Natasha sighed, "Steve..."

Steve inturrupted her, "You're my partner Natasha. With or without your permission I'm going to help you with this."

Natasha sighed again and glared at Steve, "I'll never forgive you if you get yourself killed."

Steve grinned, "Don't worry, I've got my shield."

Natasha shook her head and walked towards the bedroom, "Alright then Rogers. You better suit up."

Steve smiled and went into a spare room to do so, glad that he was reunited with Natasha, even if it was in circumstances that could get them both killed.

He waited for her to come out and his jaw dropped when she walked out in a completely white suit, her red hair flowing over her shoulders.

"Jaw off the floor Rogers. You'll catch flies." Natasha said, smirking slightly, patting his cheek gently as she walked past him.

Steve did so and clearly his throat, "I like the new suit."

Natasha laughed slightly, "I can tell. Now are you ready to go?"

Steve nodded, "Where too?"

"There's an old base I need to check out," Natasha said, walking to the door.

Steve nodded and followed her quietly as they left.

"How's Bucky?" Natasha finally asked.

Steve shrugged, "He's in Wakanda. They are helping him."

Natasha nodded, "I'm glad. And Sam?"

"Went off to visit some family."

They crept between a few old buildings and Natasha raised a brow, "I'm guessing you're not talking with Tony anymore?"

Steve sighed, "I don't know that he's ever going to forgive me."

Natasha reached out and gave Steve's hand a gentle squeeze, "He will. It may just take some time. Tony's not one to hold grudges on people he cares about."

Steve nodded and they fell into a comfortable silence, the only sound being the crunch of the snow under their feet.

Suddenly, Natasha grabbed Steve's shoulder and stopped walking, holding a finger to her lips.

Steve frowned and grabbed his shield quietly.

Natasha raised her gun and quietly took a step towards the street, only to jump back when a shot was fired her way.

They both ducked behind a wall and Natasha cursed, "It's them."

"The one who attacked you?"

Natasha nodded, "Cover me?"

Steve nodded and Natasha stepped back into the street, firing at the man.

He pulled a shield from his back and Steve frowned, wondering how the hell this person had a shield like his.

The man approached the two and Natasha ran at him as Steve threw his shield only for the other shield to meet his in the middle sending them both crashing to the ground as Natasha's blows were blocked.

Sliding to grab his shield again, Steve joined Natasha, fighting side by side with her.

The man would knock one of them away and then fight the other, seeming to be an expert at all fighting styles.

However, he did seem to struggle when the true fought him together.

Natasha picked up on this and her and Steve began working in tandem, delivering punches and kicks in sync, eventually, getting the man disarmed.

"Who are you?" Natasha asked, aiming her gun at them as Steve held them down.

"The taskmaster." The man said, sweeping Natasha's feet from underneath her and driving a small dagger into Steve's stomach, making him loosen his grip long enough to escape.

Natasha scrambled to her feet and fired after the taskmaster, but it didn't do any good. He was long gone into the darkness.

Steve groaned in pain as he tried to sit up and Natasha turned back to him, frowning deeply when she saw the dagger sticking out of his side.

"Steve?" She asked, the blood practically draining from her face.

Steve managed to get to his feet, Natasha holding him tightly, "I'm okay," He said.

Natasha took his arm around her shoulder and frowned, "Can you make it back to the safehouse?"

Steve nodded and leaned on Natasha lightly as he limped alongside of her, "I'm sorry he got away."

Natasha shook her head, "It's not your fault."

Steve frowned, "Do you still have the card?"

Natasha nodded, "He didn't even try to take it."

"Maybe that's not what he's after," Steve suggested, wincing in pain as they sped up.

Natasha sighed, "I'm starting to think he might just want me dead."

Steve frowned, "Why?"

"I've got a lot of enemies Steve. Especially here."

Steve sighed and walked up the safe houses steps quickly, wanting to get the damn dagger out of his side.

Natasha helped him to the couch and frowned, "You still doing alright?"

He nodded and Natasha sighed, "Alright. Hold on a sec. I'm gonna go get the first aid kit."

Natasha left for a moment before coming back with the kit, "Can you take off your shirt?"

Steve went do to so but found that any movement was now causing him excruciating pain.

Natasha noticed his expression and put a hand on his shoulder, "Nevermind...just hold still. I'll get it," She said softly.

Steve nodded and Natasha gently pulled Steve's shirt up, lifting it over his head so that it caused minimal pain.

He let out the breath he was holding and leaned his head back on the armrest.

"You ready?" Natasha asked softly, gripping the dagger.

Steve nodded and braced himself as Natasha pulled it out of his stomach. Steve cursed and grimaced in pain.

Natasha frowned but immediately began cleaning the wound and trying to stop the blood.

"It definitely needs stitches," Natasha said, pulling out the material she needed from the first aid kit.

Steve nodded and she began stitching the small cut.

He distracted himself from the pain by watching her work. Her hands were steady despite the obvious worry on her face and her eyebrows were furrowed as she remained completely focused on helping him.

When she finished, she wrapped his torso with a bandage and smiled, sitting on the edge of the couch.

"Better?"

Steve nodded, "Thank you."

Natasha sighed, "It's the least I could do after dragging you into this."

Steve frowned, "Nat you didn't drag me into anything. And I'm glad that I went. Obviously this guy's weakness is fighting more then one person at once."

Natasha nodded slowly, "I would've been fine Steve."

"What if you weren't? Natasha if you died I wouldn't have forgiven myself. For the fight between me and Tony, for letting you go, for not helping you."

Natasha frowned, "Why do you care so much if I die Steve?"

Steve's eyes narrowed at the question, as though it was a ridiculous thing to ask, "Why wouldn't I care?"

Natasha stood up, "That's not what I mean. I mean why is my life so much more important to you then everything else. Why aren't you with Sam? What if he gets into trouble."

Steve sighed, "Because I love you Natasha."

Natasha's eyes widened and she stared down at Steve, slightly in shock, "What?"

"I love you. So the reason that I care more about your life then mine is because without you, my life doesn't mean anything," Steve said, standing up slowly so he could look Natasha in the eyes.

Natasha's breath slowed down and she searched Steve's eyes, wondering if she had gotten a concussion and this was all a dream.

Steve frowned, "Look, it's okay that you don't feel the same Natasha. But you have to know I'm not going-"

"I do. I love you too Steve. I just...I was surprised," Natasha said, cutting him off and stepping towards him.

"You do?" Steve asked, his face lighting up as though he had just gotten the perfect gift.

Natasha laughed and stepped forward, wrapping her arms around Steve's neck carefully, not wanting to aggravate his injury, "Yeah I do. Now are you gonna kiss me or just stand there?"

Steve laughed and kissed Natasha softly, knowing that now was not the time or place to begin making out.

Natasha sighed when he pulled away, but didn't argue. They needed rest. Especially if they were going to have to fight the taskmaster again.

Natasha grabbed Steve's hand and pulled him with her into her room, "You know, I think that just to be safe, you should stay in here with me to make sure your stitches don't open up."

Steve chuckled and willingly obliged. He laid down besides her and wrapped his arm around her as she placed her head on his shoulder.

"Goodnight Nat," Steve whispered, turning to kiss her forehead.

Natasha smiled, the gesture melting her heart a little, "Night Steve."

They both drifted off to sleep soundly despite the undeniable fact that the next day, they would have to continue their mission.

But to be honest, neither of them could care less. Natasha felt safe with Steve by her side and Steve, well he was just happy to be with her...even if it did end him up with a dagger in his side.

Hey guys. So this was really long and could be longer but I'm going to cut it off here because there's going to be more chapters like this in the future so those can act as other "parts" for this if need be.

Hopefully the next chapter will be up tomorrow but it may be another day or two because frankly, I'm exhausted and need to get more sleep😂

But anyways, I hope you enjoyed this! Please vote and comment if you did!