[Natasha's POV]I looked at Bucky, at the man I loved, at the father of my child."Let him go," I said, my voice a low, dangerous growl.The man laughed, a cold, cruel sound that echoed in the vast emptiness of the roof. "I don't think so.""Then I'll make you," I snarled, and then I lunged.***I watched in horror as she threw herself at him, a red-haired avenging angel, a warrior queen. She was a blur of motion and fury, a whirlwind of fists and feet. She was magnificent. She was deadly. She was mine.And then I saw it. The glint of metal. The flash of a blade. A spray of crimson.She staggered back, her hand flying to her stomach. A look of surprise on her face. A question in her eyes. A single, perfect tear tracing a path through the grime and blood on her cheek."Natasha..." I whispered, a strangled cry of agony.He was on her in a flash, a predator sensing weakness. He grabbed her, a cruel smirk on his face, a gun to her head."One more step, and she's dead," he snarled, his eye
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