Remember Me Before I Go

                                    

                                          
Requested by Despoinagkou, Natasha is kidnapped by the KGB and they brainwash her and send her on a mission to kill Steve. 
                          
"Steve. We have a problem." Tony said, walking in with a tablet in his hand. 
                          
Steve raised an eyebrow, barely looking up at him. "What?" 
                          
Tony sighed. "We found Natasha." He said quietly. 
                          
Steve sat up straight in his chair and focused all his attention on Tony. "You found her?? How is that a problem?" Steve asked, his eyes full of hope. 
                          
"We think she's been brainwashed to be KGB's assassin again. Since her capture there has been three murders that seem like her." 
                          
Steve shook his head. "That doesn't prove anything. Anyone could have done those. Maybe she's being set up." Steve argued. 
                          
Tony sighed and held out the tablet to Steve. "It's not just that. A few days ago, we did everything to try and find her with traces online and there was nothing. Not even a lead. But then today, she emailed us her location." 
                          
Steve stood up after looking at the location. "I know where this is. Let's suit up and go." 
                          
"Cap, there's no way this isn't a trap. We can't just rush in there." Tony said, stopping Steve by grabbing his arm. 
                          
Steve yanked his arm away. "This is Nat we're talking about. She'd walk through hell for any of us and you aren't even willing to try to save her?" Steve asked, anger burning in his eyes. 
                          
"I'm not saying we don't go get her. I'm saying we need a plan." Tony argued. 
                          
Steve glared at Tony. "I have a plan. Get Nat back."
                          
Tony sighed and watched as Steve walked away. 
                          
Steve put his suit on and found Clint. "Clint I need your help. Natasha, they found her location but think it's a trap. I'm going anyways. Will you help?" He asked, knowing that Clint cared about Natasha nearly as much as he did. 
                          
Clint nodded. "I was just about to ask you the same thing." He said, slinging his arrow quiver over his shoulder. 
                          
Steve gave him a small grin and the two found a quinjet to take to her location. 
                          
Steve was quick to grab his shield and get ready to go. "Clint...can I have moment alone with her first? If it really is a trap I might need extraction once I have Natasha." 
                          
Clint nodded and lowered the jet so Steve could jump out safely. 
                          
Once on ground, it didn't take Steve long to find Natasha's bright red hair. She was facing away from him, her hands by her side with no reaction to the jet. Which she had to have at least heard. 
                          
Taking a step closer, Steve gently said her name.  "Natasha?" 
                          
She didn't respond, she still stared out at the lake they currently faced. 
                          
Steve moved forward again, "Nat, it's me Steve. We came to bring you home." He said a little louder, nearing her. 
                          
Before Steve could even blink, Natasha had spun around with her gun pointed at his head. 
                          
He backed up, "Nat. What are you doing? It's just me." 
                          
Natasha stared at him blankly, "I know who you are. You're my mission." She stated as if it was obvious. 
                          
Steve's heart shattered and he looked into her eyes, searching for any sign that she recognized her. 
                          
She had to have been brainwashed, that was the only explanation. Natasha would never hurt him. 
                          
"Natasha you know me. We're partners. We fight together. You're my best friend. We eat Chinese food and watch movies together every Sunday night." He said desperately, trying to spark some memory in her mind.
                          
Natasha's gun remained pointed at Steve. "All I know is that I have to kill you." 
                          
Steve dropped his shield on the ground, defeated. "Then do it. I won't fight you." He said quietly, holding his hands to the side. 
                          
"Cap! What are you doing? Get out of there!" Clint yelled through his earpiece, racing the jet back so he could save Steve. 
                          
Steve ignored him. "I love you Nat." He told her just before she pulled the trigger. 
                          
The bullet hit his chest and he collapsed to the ground, holding his hand over the wound and breathing heavily. 
                          
Natasha dropped the gun in her hand and her hands covered her mouth in shock, tears welling up in her eyes as she looked down at Steve. 
                          
"Steve? Oh my god. What have I done?" She cried, collapsing to her knees besides him and pulling him into her arms. 
                          
"Nat, it-its okay. You didn't do this. They- they messed with your head. It's not your fault." Steve said quietly, placing his hand on top of hers. 
                          
Natasha shook her head, tears spilling down her cheek. "I have to get you out of here. I need to get you to a medic." She said, looking around desperately. 
                          
Steve shook his head. "Nat there's nothing you can do. But it's okay. You'll be okay. Just stay with me while I go." He pleaded, squeezing her hand. 
                          
Natasha shook her head, sobbing uncontrollably. "No. Steve you can't go. You can't leave me."
                          
Reaching up slowly, Steve gently grabbed Natasha's chin and brought her lips down to meet his for their first and last kiss. 
                          
"I love you Nat. Just know that I always have and I always will love you." He whispered, closing his eyes and breathing slowly, his hand falling from her chin as he took his final breath. 
                          
Natasha shook her head, squeezing his hand and putting pressure on his wound. "No, no, no, Steve stay with me. I love you too. You hear me? I love you too." She cried, leaning her forehead against his. 
                          
As her tears fell onto his forehead, Clint landed the jet, getting out of it slowly and watching the scene unfold with tears in his eyes. 
                          
"I'm so sorry." Natasha sobbed, cradling his head to her chest and rocking back and forth. "I love you." She repeated over and over again. 
                          
But it was too late. He was gone and the bullet buried in his chest belonged to her gun.
                          
Hey guys. Sorry this has taken a while. School started back up and I'm already busy so updates will become much less often and more then likely will happen Saturdays and Sundays. 
                          
I hope you guys enjoyed this! 
                          
Despoinagkou, I tried to stick to your suggestions as much as possible with still adding my own touch so I hope you enjoyed! Thanks for the request! 
                          
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