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Natasha gasped, her body jerking as consciousness slammed into her. Her heart was hammering against her chest, and she started coughing, pushing up to sitting as she looked around.
Rocks, a dark purple sky, a landscape full of desolation. Vormir. She was still here. The last thing she remembered was Clint. And falling…
She looked up. There was the cliff, the one she’d fought so hard to throw herself off of. And at the top of it, blinking down at her, shock all over his face, was Steve.
She stared back at him. And a smile spread across his face.