Natasha Romanoff ~ Reunion

It had been two weeks since the war. Two weeks since you had lost Natasha.

You hadn’t been coping well; She had been your wife after all, her passing wasn’t exactly going to go down well.

Your lack of self-care was at an all time low, your appetite non-existent and emotions all over the place. Everything reminded you of her; The gear at work, the odd thing or two that she’d left around your room, the odd nostalgic smell of her perfume when you moved something. The others tried to help as best as they could; they tried to move anything that was Natasha’s away from sight, storing all of her gear in a storage room away from you and when you were up to it always tried to keep someone else with you but half of their attempts didn’t work well; Nothing could disguise the Natasha-shaped tear in your heart after the incident.

You’d also kept a far distance away from Clint; You couldn’t trust what would happen if you were to see him after letting her die just like that. You’d blamed him a lot for what happened; The way you saw it, it should’ve been him, not Natasha.

Anyway, Steve had managed to convince you to socialize a little, the company having hosted a bit of a get-together now that things after the fight with Thanos were mostly sorted out now. He had been your go-to person since that day, him being the closest person that you had to comfort after Natasha so you had stayed particularly close to him since then and also for the majority of this occasion.

What nobody knew was when Bruce used the stones to bring everyone who had been snapped away back, it had also brought Natasha back, all the way in Vormir. She’d had to, somehow, find her way back to which she did two weeks after her initial passing, leading up to the get-together at the HQ.

Through pure willpower, and maybe a little help, she had gotten herself back; Her main priority was getting back to you. After getting herself back she entered the building, her emotions beginning to overwhelm her as she looked around the room and saw everyone again, desperately scouting the room out for you.