after what happened in Wakanda, the avengers who were there didn't thought of a reason to stay. all of them knew if they will stay another day, they would suffer.
they took the quinjet and since Sam wasn't there to flight, Steve had to do it. the ride back to the facility was quite, nobody talked or even said a word. they were all shocked

Natasha was staring at the air all along the flight. she kept seeing in her mind her friends turning into dust. she was broken, she didn't knew how to move on. all she knew is that they need to bring everybody back, as fast as they could.

the avengers walked down the plane, but Natasha stayed still. steve saw her, but he knew she needed time for herself. they all did, to accept what just happened. so he left her alone. what he didn't knew, is that Natasha really needed someone to talk to, especially him. she really liked to talk to him, she trusted him. she stayed still for at least 5 minutes and then walked out of the plane.

all of the avengers got to their rooms, thinking about what their gonna do.
steve was in the kitchen, drinking some vodka, he couldn't get drunk so he didn't mind to drink as much as he wanted.
but he still hoped it will make him forget what happened.

he walked towards his room, and passed by Natasha's room, he didn't knew why, but he slowed down as he walked passed it. he heard a sound of a breaking glass in her room.
steve knew Natasha, he knows that she is breaking stuff when she's upset or anxious, so he let it go a and kept walking slowly. after a few seconds he heard something like a table falling or she might be throwing a chair.
the truth is, that natasha was having a panic attack. she was out of breath and she couldn't get to the fridge in her room to drink water, so she tried to get to her bed and lay down, but on her way she got into the little table near her bed and the lamp fell and broke. the she tried to move the table but instead she dropped it to the floor.

steve got nervous, he didn't knew if to get in, or stay out.
he walked back to her door and knocked. she couldn't really get to the door, she was on the floor, breathing heavily, desperately needed air.
steve tried to open the door by himself and suprisly, it was open.

he opened the door, and saw her sitting on her knees,with her head in her hands and breathing heavily.
he ran straight to her and took her in his hands.
he leaned her towards him, put one hand around her head and the other one around her torso. she locked his muscle in her elbows and started crying, still trying to get some air.

steve kissed her forehead and held her tighter.
"you're with me, it's okay. you're okay. just relax, i'll get you some water" he said while looking at her beautiful blonde hair. she shook her head as a no. "no steve please stay here, I- I need someone. i need you..." she said while tears streaming down her face. steve never seen her like this, this broken, this miserable.
"i'm just walking to your fridge i won't leave-" he said with a little giggle, and natasha stopped him.
"steve. please" she said and hugged him tighter.
steve knew he would stay there a very long time. and that's what happened. she talked to him all night long, explaining him how the avengers became her family, and it was hard for her to loose them.
they both fell asleep on the bed, her head was on his chest and she held his hand, she felt peace for that time.

next morning Rhody called all the ones who have left, and said they got a package, with a letter.
"it was belong to Fury, find out what this is."
they thought it was Ross. and they checked the thing, after almost 20 minutes natasha heard a voice behind he

"where's Fury?"