James POV

It's been two weeks and I remember everything, why does it take so long for Natalia. These past weeks, all we've been doing is nodding heads slightly to acknowledge the others' presence. Why? This is killing me!

I walk towards the training room and see Natasha beating the punching bag so hard, it looks like it's going to break! 

"Hey, Natal-sha," I say.

She nods her head in acknowledgement, not even turning around and then going back to the bag.

"Wanna spar?" I ask in a slightly awkward manner. If she remembered me, I wouldn't be feeling like this...

She sighs and then decides to agree with a simple nod. Does she never smile anymore? 

She used to smile at me...

*** 

Damn, she hasn't aged a day, her moves are still so strong and precise. I throw one more right hook when she suddenly freezes and collapses to the floor.

"Natasha!? Natasha! Are you okay. Damn it, what happened?" I yell, whispering the latter. 

I run towards the med bay, carrying her in my arms and as I am about to enter, her eyes open and she immediately jumps forward, out of reach. Her eyes are calculated, stiffly taking in her surroundings until she relaxes, realising no danger. She must have had a memory blackout. Does she remember me? 

As I think, I see her slowly walking backwards, away from me before running into a sprint, towards her room. 

Natasha POV

I don't know what happened. I didn't feel 100% when sparring but that didn't scare me. But I blacked out. How? Why? We weren't going all out, this shouldn't have happened. Maybe he triggere- aargh! Dammit! 

I, I need to keep my distance, stay away from this, Winter Soldier, but what, what's he doing to me- agh. Okay. Calm. 

I decide to take a long bath now that I am free and try to relax.    

***

"Agent Romanoff, director Fury would like to see you." An agent informs me through the door.

"I'll be there in ten," I reply.

After getting dressed, I walk towards Fury's office and in 5 minutes, I am no longer free. A mission to Ukraine, sounds fun, simple at least. I read through the file on my way to my room, "Bring in for interrogation. Do not harm unless necessary," is listed across the front page. "Intel believes suspect is carrying unearthly object. Possible 0-8-4," I read on the second page. Great, another one. I pack my gear and head towards the quinjet. 

*** 

I slowly creep up the tower and spot the suspect, same blonde hair, height, eye colour and tattoo. I look through my scope propped out against the roof's ledge and line my shot. I slowly align it perfectly, my index finger hovering over the trigger that will fire the tranquilliser dart when suddenly the suspect turns around, looks directly at me and smiles.

What? How'd she see me? 

As I continue looking through the scope, I see the face morph into something else. Someone else. 

"Enchantress."

"Well, hello Natalia, I mean, Na-Ta-Sha," she greets, exaggerating my 'new' name. 

"You were the target all along? Thanks for wasting my time Enchantress." I say, packing my gear up, walking towards the rendezvous point. As I make my way there, I notice Enchantress following me before suddenly stopping me from walking. I start walking away until she calls out, "Wait! I can help you."

I stopped walking, back still facing her and waited for her to finish talking. "Your head, I've noticed that you've recently been getting migraines and I know why. It's because of the red room. Some time before I actually talked to you there, I saw them take you into a room with a single chair in the centre, wires splayed across the area and you were sat in the chair. For some reason, when you got out of the chair, you seemed blur, like you had forgotten some things and a new load of information had just been planted into you."

"Mandatory 'cleansing' they called it, go on."

"Well, if you want, I can stop the migraines, I can't give you back your memories or give you the ability to discern your real from fake memories but I can turn off your triggers for when you strain yourself, thinking about it. Do you want me to?"  

I think about it for a while. Why not? It's an unnecessary burden on top of everything anyway.

"How certain are you this will work? And what's the catch?"

"Well, back in Asgard I managed to...get Loki to teach me a couple of things so, yes?"

Loki?! Of course, huh, I suppose there's a club for evil sorcerers and sorceresses in Asgard.

"Fine." I say, hoping it works out.

As I give her the green light, her hands start contorting into weird movement, streaks of green wisping out and entering my skull. I black out for a moment and suddenly, as my eyes open, I see as I normally would. It's as if nothing has changed, but as I think about any blur parts of the red room, the memory stays blur but I don't sense any pain so I suppose, it did work.

"Now for me, I want you to do something very simple, the next time Thor comes, tell me because if I find out you didn't, I will pay you another visit. Until then Natasha."

And at that, she vanished.

A/N: YEY! An update!!! :p