Upon each stone that had been returned to it’s original timeline. Steve felt a pain in his chest. He’d reached the top of the mountain on Vormir, he hesitated to hand the stone over. Staring up at the man that was once his enemy from decades ago. Turning the orange stone over in his hand. “I’m here to return the soul stone..but, other than resetting the balance. What else is there?” Questioning as he came face to face with Red Skull.
The cloaked entity drifted forward, looking the tired soldier up and down. In the decades that he’d spent guarding the soul stone. No one had ever come to return the stone or ask if there were other options. “There is a trade, Rogers. One that most do not believe in, as it has never been requested. Returning the stone to it’s rightful place of peace grant’s the individual one revival of their choosing.” Explaining to Steve as he looked at the exhausted man.
“Natalia Alianovna Romanova, she gave her life for the sake of our dimension.” Steve pleaded, looking for any sign of it being a trap. But he didn’t sense one. Handing over the soul stone, his eyes didn’t leave Red Skull till he saw a beam of light beginning to grow from the bottom of the cliff. Cautiously approaching the edge. Witnessing a glowy transformation taking place before Nat’s body was brought up to him. He caught her before she could fall. Checking for a heart beat. “She’s..alive.” His voice cracking as he held her close.
“Yes, though there is a clause. She will not remember her history, she might be able to retain it, but there is no promise that she will know of her previous life.” The entity explained as he watched Rogers’ put the quantum suit on Ms. Romanova. Nodding slowly as he set the time and date. “That’s fine..she’ll probably prefer a clean slate..” Steve muttered thickly before taking Natasha back to their original timeline. He reached out to Okoye and had Nat transported to Wakanda for what turned into a full medical check up and general health statuses.
It had taken Bucky to convince Steve to care for himself. “She doesn’t remember us..I know that’s hard, but, she will be grateful for this fresh slate.” The Romanian soldier spoke up as he had been sitting in on the meeting between Steve, Okoye, medical assistants and Ross. “Steve, you need to take care of yourself. I know that just sticking around worrying, waiting for her to wake up is not good for you.” It was rare for him to speak his mind in a room of people, but, he could still see when Steve wasn’t alright.
Later that night he had convinced Steve to go back home. Attempting to continue with his normal routine, but there was a brutal storm headed their way. He moved his treasured items into his floor of the palace before heading out to the cafeteria to grab a plate of dinner. Looking up when he heard his last name called. A small sigh escaping him as he saw Everett Ross. “She’s awake.” The ex-shield agent spoke up while in line to getting dinner.
“That’s good.” Bucky quietly commented, he was nervous of being around Natalia. “I know she won’t remember me..and I’m okay with that. I just..want her to have the best chance she can.” Glancing up at the other man.
“You don’t want to see her, do you?” Everett questioned while grabbing a roll off the hot plate. Bucky nods. “I don’t want to screw her up again..” Muttering while he picked up the main dish and put it on his tray. “You can’t possibly think that--” Everett stopped speaking when he saw the glare from the farm hand.
“What do you want me to do? Act like I don’t know her? Behave like she’s a stranger? I knew her, trained her..and nearly killed her too many times..Steve said there’s a chance she’ll remember her past, but it’s not a high possibility. I don’t know how to talk to her..without messing up something. If she wants to speak to me..that’s her choice. Not mine.” Getting his thoughts out before swiftly returning to his heavily sound proofed chambers for the evening as he could hear the rain beginning to pick up.