Italics = Venom talking

"Well your vitals are normal and there's no signs of injury. Venom really did heal you."

Told you so.

I chuckled softly to myself, thanking Dr. Cho and Banner once they were done updating my charts.

"I can't believe you're getting married and don't want your brother to be there." Peter smiled softly at me.

I pulled him into a hug, "You can come to the dinner. This time off-"

"-Don't worry about. You deserve this time off, considering everything that's happened. You deserve to be happy."

"Thanks Pete." I patted his back before both of us separated from the hug.

"Well jets all ready for you and Nat, bags are even packed and ready. Have fun at the island kid and don't do anything I wouldn't do." Tony hit my arm before walking away.

"Watch over New York for me." I told Peter, adjusting the back pack slung over my shoulder.

"You got it. When you come back, maybe the spider siblings can swing together again."

I grinned, "I'd like that."

"Yes!" Peter squealed.

"Can't believe SHEILD has some remote island they never use." I shook my head in amusement, the nippy salty breeze blowing through my hair wildly.

"It was nice of them to let us use it for our honey moon, though." Natashas lips twitched up into a smile, eyes fluttering closed as she let the small water droplets coming up from the boat splash on her face.

The rumbling of the boats engine came to a quiet stop as I pulled the boat next to the dock and tied the rope around the poll. I gathered our bags and put them on the wooden dock, hoisting myself up before stretching my hand out for Natasha to take, her diamond ring sparkling in the glow of the moon overhead.

Someone is here.

"Shut up." I mumbled through my teeth as I smiled at my wife, helping her onto the dock.

I don't like this.

"And I don't like you talking." I fake coughed into my arm.

"Are you okay?" Nat asked softly.

I nodded, "Yeah, it's just a little cold. How about we go see that hot tub Tony was talking about." I wiggles my eyebrows suggestively.

"Mhmm chrisen the place?" Her pearly white teeth sunk into her bottom lip, looking even more full without the lipstick she was previously sporting.

The corners of my lips twitched up into a delicious smirk, pulling her closer by her hips, "Read my mind, love."

Natasha squealed when I picked her up bridal style, ready to carry her through the threshold of the home on the island we'd be staying in for awhile.

Off the grid and just us. No missions, siblings, or Clint bothering us.

The water beneath the dock crashed softly against the wooden pills as my shoes hit the creaky wood. Nats sea green eyes burned through the side of my face as she stared up at me, playing with the baby hairs on my neck with her nimble fingers.

Carefully I slid open the sliding glass door, taking the first step into the beautifully designed island home.

"Welcome home, Mrs. Parker." I casted my loving gaze down on her face, a giant grin forming on my features my cheeks started to hurt from smiling so much.

Tasha chuckled cutely, her nose scrunching ever so slightly, "This day couldn't come soon enough."

I hummed in agreement, setting Natasha down on her feet.

"I'm going to go and get the bags."

"Hurry, I'll be upstairs waiting." Her husky voice dropped an octave, being laced with nothing but pure lust and need, looking for something to ease the ache most likely brewing between her legs.

A small groan came out of my throat and I almost said fuck the bags, but I knew that once we got in that bed we wouldn't be out for awhile.

Before I left to go outside once more, Nat grabbed my wrist and pulled me into her, leaning in and the pulling away before our lips could even touch.

"You know I don't like it when you tease." I gasped breathlessly, squeezing her hips.

The ginger chuckled humorously, "I did it for years before we got together. You should be used to it."

My hand trailed down to her backside, squeezing her plump ass roughly. Her body arched into me, a moan slipping past her lips.

"And I always got you back." I smirked, connecting our lips for a quick and innocent kiss that was much too short for her liking.

Our lips disconnected with a smack, her nails digging into my wrist a little as her sea green eyes were completely dilated and lust blown.

"Hurry and go get the bags, I need you." Nat whined.

Nodding my head I turned in my heel to go back outside into the nippy night air, wanting to be making love to my wife right now. The hairs in the back of my neck stood up, my spider senses going off as I heard Venoms voice in my head.

Incoming!

I heard the soft clatter of something metal hit the wooden floors, seeing a grenade roll towards Natashas feet.

"GET DOWN!" I yelled, running and leaping towards her, tackling her to the ground behind the forest green couch in the living room.

I tucked Nats body in my own just in case this couch wasn't the best protection. Her hands gripped my black shirt I was wearing, curling up even more.

The large boom went off, debris flying past our heads and violently banging against the wall. When the smoke settled, I slowly lifted my head to see where the enemy was.

"Are you okay?" I asked Natasha, looking over her body for any injuries.

Tasha nodded, eyes scanning over me, "I'm fine. Are you okay?"

I nodded, checking to see if our surroundings were clear before standing up, helping her to her feet as well.

Your left.

I shot a web at the guy coming in from my left, slamming his face down on the wooden floor. More guys dressed in all black burst through the windows, pointing AK-47s and other weapons at us.

"Guys, I think you got the wrong house." I joked, scanning over every member from this squad.

"Venom and Black Widow are in my sights, sir." The deep and gruff voice of a man spoke loudly into his ear piece, walking into the room.

"Rumlow." I scoffed with a roll of my eyes.

"I'm just trying to enjoy my honeymoon, man."

"Sucks." The Hydra Agent laughed, taking the safety off his gun, "Sedate em boys."

"We're really going to do this?" I asked.

"Yeah, we are."

Nat began to laugh.

"What's so funny Agent Romanoff?" Rumlow asked, putting a hand on his hip.

"You guys are about to get your asses kicked. And it's Parker now." My wife smirked, tossing up her white heel and throwing it at one of the near by agents as I let Venom come out.

Grabbing the guy next to me, I broke his gun in half and smashed him on the head with it and rendering him unconscious.

Dodging some bullets, both of us managed to battle the Hydra agents without taking that much damage of our own. From the corner of my eye I saw Nats punch get blocked by Rumlow, who, counter attacked with a taser to the gut.

I lunged at the Agent, punching him in the face a few times with brute force. He pulled out a small pistol and shot me in the stomach a few times.

I yelled in pain, feeling the bullet go in and then coming back out as Venom began healing me. While I was stunned, I felt his taser gun lodge itself in my side as he turned the power on full blast.

"You think that's gonna hurt me!?" I growled ripping the taser out of my skin and breaking it in my hand.

"It was just a distraction." The raven haired man smirked before holding up a remote and pressing the small red button on it.

Loud noises started blaring out from hidden speakers as I collapsed on the floor, my senses feeling like they were being fried as Venom and I screamed in pain.

[...]

I groaned, my head bobbing from side to side before an immense pain burned at my left cheek.

"Wake up!" Rumlow barked.

"Fuck you!" I hissed.

I heard a groan come from next to me and turned to see Natasha with rope wrapped around her wrists and ankles tightly, them doing the same to me.

"What do you want Rumlow?" I grunted.

"Since I crashed your honeymoon, I'm here to make you a deal. If you want your wife to live, you're going to come with us."

"No!" The ginger yelled instantly, fighting against her confinements.

"What do you want with me?"

"That's a secret. Agent Foley."

A tall guy with slicked back hair held a gun to my wife's temple, making her stop struggling and my breathing become heavier.

"Foley won't hesitate to shoot your wife, Parker. Make a choice or we'll operate on your corpse." Rumlow spat in my face, his breath smelling like old cigars and whiskey.

"Alright! I'll go with you but if you touch her I swear to god I'll bite your head off."

"We'll see." He chuckled before nodding his head towards a few agents.

"Make a move to escape and I paint the walls red in her blood."

My vision began to get blurry as tears welled in my eyes as I watched them take my wife away to do god knows what to her. I struggled in my binds long after the hydra agents were gone, feeling my wrist be rubbed raw from the itchy rope.

I managed to make my chair fall on its side, grabbing a shard of glass off the floor and cut the thick rope off me. Rushing outside I rummaged through my bags till I found my cellphone, clicking the green call button I waited for Clint to answer.

"Nat? Are you alright?" Clints tired voice rang on the other end.

My throat felt dry as it constricted, a choked sob coming out instead of words.

"Natasha what's wrong? Are you hurt I-"

"They took her. Y/n is gone." I cried.