Tourtured

                                    

                                          
Requested by skippingdeer15, Natasha is kidnapped and tortured until Clint and Steve save her. When she's in the hospital, Steve is the only person who she'll talk to about what happened and he confessed that he loves her. 
                          
Steve knew something was wrong the moment he woke up. He was still laying on the couch where he must have fallen asleep last night while waiting for Natasha.
                          
She had gone out to do a short mission and was expected to be back that same night, but she was no where to be found and it was the next morning. 
                          
Frowning, he reached for his phone and dialed Natasha's number. 
                          
It went straight to her voicemail and Steve stood up, pacing around his apartment as he left a message, "Hey Nat. It's me. I'm starting to get a little worried about you. Can you call me back when you get this message?" 
                          
He hung up and called Clint, who had gone on the mission with her.
                          
"Hello?" Clint answered, causing Steve's concern to grow.
                          
"Hey, are you guys on the way back yet? I can't get a hold of Nat," Steve asked.
                          
There was a long pause on the other line, "Cap we got back last night around ten. Natasha left the quinjet before me to go up to your apartment. Are you saying she's not there?" 
                          
Steve felt as though his heart stopped in his chest, "No. I waited up all night for her and she never came in. Are you sure she wasn't going back to her floor?"
                          
"No, but she said she was going back to yours. She was pissed the whole mission about her date with you being interrupted so she wanted to, and I quote, 'Make it up to you'" 
                          
Steve frowned, "Can you meet me at her floor? I've got a bad feeling about this."
                          
"I'll be there in five." 
                          
Steve hung up and grabbed his shield. If something happened to Natasha, he wasn't going to spare a second to figure it out.
                          
He practically sprinted to her room and knocked on the door loudly, praying that she had just decided to go to her room and that she was still sleeping. 
                          
"Natasha???" He called out, knocking again. 
                          
There was no answer and Steve rammed his shield into the lock, breaking the door open. 
                          
"Natasha!" He called again, searching the apartment desperately. 
                          
Clint appeared in the doorway with his gear, "Not here?" 
                          
Steve shook his head, "Where the hell could she be?" 
                          
Clint looked around and quickly walked back into the hallway, obviously seeing something. 
                          
"Cap, get a look at this," Clint said, pointing at something. 
                          
Steve looked where he was and saw Natasha's phone on the ground of the hallway outside his room, along with a small amount of blood. 
                          
He opened it and found his contact information on the screen, "Someone must have taken her. We have to find her Clint. She could be anywhere."
                          
Clint nodded, "Let's get to the quinjet. She ran into an old enemy on our mission. That's our best shot right now."
                          
Steve nodded and followed Clint as they ran to the jet. 
                          
"Where are we heading Clint?"
                          
"Russia. Even if my hunch is wrong, almost all of her enemies are there. First we need to look for Ivan. He was a trainer in the red room."