Nat POV

I slowly peeled open my eyes. 

I began to come to my senses as I started to look around. My head was all fuzzy and heavy. 

I was in my room. A figure was sat at my desk with a laptop filling in worksheets. I then realised it was Steve.

I sat up leaning my head against the wall. I cleared my achy throat and spoke in a scratchy tone. "Steve? What happened?" 

Steve turned around and met my gaze. He smiled at me trying to reassure my worried expression. He rose to his feet and sat next to me on the bed.

"Hey. You're awake," I rubbed my eyes as he continued. "Do you remember what happened?"

I racked my empty, slow and confused brain to try and remember how I ended up in my bed. "I remember... going to the roof," suddenly everything hit me. "Oh my god! Y/N! Are they ok?" I asked hurriedly feeling totally petrified for his answer.

"They are ok. They jumped but Tony and Peter saved them. You went into shock so we sedated you. Do you feel ok?" He explained careful of my reaction.

"I'm fine. Where's Y/N?" I said shooting out of bed. A wave of dizziness overcame my body causing me to sway slightly.

"Hey. Easy, easy," Steve noting my dizziness and trying to get me to calm down.  "They are in Wanda's room but-" 

I ran out of my room and knocked on Wanda's door not giving Steve a chance to say what he wanted. 

I didn't care. I had to be with Y/N.

Y/N POV

Tears streamed down my face as I recalled the horrors I had to face. 

A loud knock echoed around the room making me jump slightly. "Come in," Wanda called. 

Natasha ran in, scanning the room. Her eyes fell down onto me. She calmed down and began to relax. She ran over and hugged me tightly.

Wanda filled Nat in with what happened on the roof and what happened to me when I was being held hostage. Me and Nat started to calm down.

"I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry," I admitted as Nat pulled me into another hug.

Nat POV

I had to tell them. I had too

"Wanda can I talk to Y/N alone please?" I shot her a look so she would know what I was going to do.

Wand understood leaving quickly but not before mouthing "Good luck!" at me as she shut the bedroom door behind her.

"Do you have any family Y/N?" I asked trying to act casually. 

The anxiety of telling them was filling me up tightly, suffocating me slowly. It felt like I was choking. I knew I had to tell them. Hundreds of questions ran through my mind. How would they react? Would they just not believe me or hate me forever?

Y/N's voice pulled me from these intrusive thoughts. "No. Well I do but I don't know who they are. I don't really remember them," they explained as my fingers ran over their hands drawing soft patterns on them. 

"I think I know who your mother is," I muttered staring into Y/N's eyes. They kept looking at me; a face of uncertainty and confusion covered their face.

I cleared my throat.

I just had to say it.

Here goes.

"I think I am your mother."

I know this is a short chapter but I had to end it here as a PlOt tWiSt!!! Hope you enjoyed!