#i hate northern media cos yall have no physical contact at all

[inlovewithfairies]

The one in which they think Maria died

ship: Blackhill (Natasha Romanoff x Maria Hill) - MCU

+ Natasha Romanoff & Nick Fury - Maria Hill & Nick Fury (not as a ship for fuck's sake)

words: 673

warnings: none I believe

author's notes: 1. I need Ao3 back... 2. I hate this but didn't want it to die in my drafts 3. yeah, i dont think it is actually angst, you were right em @emylilas

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It could have been seen by everyone on the floor, it was so open and public, but she was alive. 

Natasha ran, she ran as fast as she could, avoiding people and the weird gazes as the flash of red aimed for the other side of the room, to a frail looking woman. Maria was half covered in blood, her arm up in a makeshift support, slight limp on her left leg as she walked down the quinjet; her eyes desperate searching in the landing bay, Bobbi was standing behind her, not in as much a weary state but also injured, she had blood combing through her blonde hair and a stab wound in the shoulder. Bobbi was taking most of Maria’s weight, helping her walk further away from the plane. 

Natasha caught up to them fast, long strides taking her last steps before she was engulfed in Maria’s hug. Maria cradled her close as Natasha rested her head over her heart, listening to the hurried beats, she was alive, she was going to be okay, she was-

“Masha-” It came out as a broken sob and Natasha cradled her closer. 

“I-I’m sorry” It was watery too. Natasha fell to her knees, burying her face on Maria’s stomach, hands circling her waist and pressing her closer, the heat of her body reminding her that this was not a dream. 

Natasha was not at all a religious person but she asked whatever was up and above to claw away the feeling in her heart, the memory of May’s voice calling that their team had been ambushed, the fireguns ringing in the audio, Bobbi shouting to Maria to look out, the guttural sound that followed, and the desperate voice of Bobbi telling “We need an extraction, Hill is-” that ended the tape, to let it be replace with the soundful beating of her heart. 

They had been radio silent for five more days, Natasha had taken a quinjet to go look for them, only managing to sit down before the systems were taken over by SHIELD and she was forced back. Nick Fury had had the sense to at least look remorseful then. Natasha had walked to his office, kicked the door open and aimed a gun directly to his head, her hands shaky. 

“Let me go look for her” It was mustered with as much courage as possible. 

“Agent Romanoff” Fury’s face betrayed no feelings as he stood up, but his eye was red. “This is not going to help her”

“I have to find her” The gun dropped to the floor.

“Natasha…”

“Your intel got her into this problem, I told you he wasn’t reliable, I told you he was going to betray you and you fell for it!” She aimed to punch him in the face and Fury caught her hand. “I warned you!” He stopped her next assault and brought her hands to his chest, stopping her motions. 

“Coulson’s team is looking for them. Everybody is looking for them”

“Then let me help” Natasha pleaded, looking up at the man, her emotions betrayed her and her eyes filled up with tears. “Let me go look for her, Nick” Her eyes fell close and Fury pulled her to his chest, holding her tight. “I need to find her, if I lose her, I don’t think I can go on”

-

A day after they were back, two weeks after they had lost contact with the team, Fury called Maria to his office. The Commander was quite put together, bandaged and limping but alive, she stood straight and composed. 

“Sir, you called for me?” Fury stood from behind his desk with a grave face. “What’s wrong?” He cut the distance between Maria and him and looked her dead in the eye. 

“Don’t you ever, you hear me, ever do that again” Maria found herself suddenly trapped in a hug “You had me dead worried, kid” He whispered. Maria smiled lightly and returned the hug with her good arm.

There was a reason love was for children, it would havoc an empire.