Hi guys, this is my first ever fanfic so I'm sorry if it's rubbish and I hope you enjoy! :)
"Guess you didn't see that coming?"
Clint barely heard the words leave Pietro's mouth as he fell to the ground, crimson blood seeping out onto the cold stone ground. He saw his eyelids slowly fluttering until they closed and before he knew it he had laid the boy he was carrying down on the ground and was by Pietro's side feeling for a pulse. Steve came over after seeing the event and rounded the corner of the bus, which Pietro has used to save Clint, and the young boy's life, he looked down at the two men.
"Is there a pulse?" Steve's voice was filled with concern as he quickly kneeled down to the same level as Clint. At first he didn't reply, he just continued to stare at the body whilst his fingers were firmly pushed against Pietro's neck searching for even the faintest beat. He then slowly looked up to look at Steve.
"There is, but it's so weak, we need to get him back on the helicarrier as quick as possible, he's bleeding out and he won't last long if we take any longer, you take Pietro and I'll grab the little boy?" Steve gave Clint a quick nod and picked up Pietro's body and rushed to the ship, Clint following closely behind. After Clint returned the child to his mother he slowly walked to seats next to where they had laid Pietro's body. He suddenly looked so young, everything that made him look older had disappeared and all Clint could see now was the still body of a young child, he shuddered. He slowly lowered himself down onto the seats next to Pietro. After staring at Pietro's body for what seemed like forever his eyes slowly started to close as he lowered himself to sleep on the chairs.
The last Clint saw of Pietro was his near lifeless body lying beside him whilst they were flown towards the helicarrier.
When Clint woke up, he found himself in his room in the Stark tower, before he really knew what he was doing he had pushed himself up and out of his bed and was barging through the door running towards the medical bay where Pietro was probably being held, hoping that against the odds, he had pulled through.
What was that kid thinking, he should've just stayed out the way, and oh god, Wanda.
Clint rounded a corner slamming into the banister before running back off down the corridor.
Poor Wanda, her and Pietro had never really been without each other, and when they had, it wasn't for very long.
Clint started to feel sick with guilt, if Pietro hadn't made it he wouldn't know how to cope and he especially wouldn't even know how to apologise to his sister.
After what felt like corridor after corridor he finally made it to the medical bay, people were rushing in out of one room and that's where he found Wanda, slumped in a chair outside the room, knees drawn up to her chest and her head buried behind her hair. She slowly looked up to Clint, tears glistening in her eyes.
Clint gulped, trying to get rid of the lump in his throat, just before he could ask Wanda the question he wanted she was already telling him the answer, he forgot she could read minds.
"His heart keeps stopping, they… they say it's going to be hard to keep him alive long enough for his body to recover, and… and… and I want to go in, but… but they won't let me" Wanda buried her head back in her knees and started to sob, she didn't hide the fear she had for her brother's life. Clint just looked down at her, shocked by what he had heard, tears were starting to form in his eyes as well, he slowly looked into the room which Pietro was laid. All he could make out was the picture on the heart rate monitor, a very short wave, coming in irregular beats. And then, just like Wanda had told him, the line went flat and nurses were all rushing into the room towards him, trying to restart his heart.
Wanda slowly raised her head again to look into the room after hearing the commotion, she let out a pained wail, tears now flowing quickly down her face, Barton could only think of one way to comfort her right now. He slowly crouched down in front of Wanda before wrapping his arms around her and embracing her in a tight hug. Clint was expecting her to push away, to be honest he was surprised she hadn't sent him flying down to corridor by now.
To Clint's surprise, she didn't try to push him away but held onto his top like it was the only thing left keeping her alive. Wanda slowly brought her head up to rest up onto Clint's shoulder, his shirt suddenly going very wet. Clint stayed crouched there for a while until Wanda's grip loosened, she tried to look back into the room to see if her brother was okay but her body wouldn't let her. Clint realised what she wanted and looked back at the heart rate monitor, his heart had started again. Clint let out a sigh and Wanda quickly realised why and let go of Clint before beginning to compose herself.
"Why does my brother have to be so reckless, so careless and so… so stupid?" Clint just gave a sad smile in return and shook his head.
"We're boys Wanda, it's what we do best" Wanda chuckled to herself.
At least her sense of humour hadn't been lost, Clint thought to himself.
Wanda had finally been allowed in the room with her brother after Helen Chao had managed to stabilize his condition and repair many of the injuries he received after placing him in the chamber for an hour. He was now lying on a bed unconscious.
That had been half the bloody problem, most of the nurses didn't have a clue on what to do!
Clint came back into the room with a glass of water and handed it to Wanda, she took it before taking a shy sip.
"Umm… I'm sorry about earlier, I was just worried for Pietro, you see…" before Wanda could finish her sentence Clint interrupted her.
"Hey, there's no need to apologize, none at all", he gave Wanda a smile, "if anyone should be apologizing it should be me, I'm the reason he's in this mess." Clint's gaze fell to the floor, he didn't want to look at Wanda for the fear she's be angry with him. When he eventually did look up he saw her giving him a warm smile.
They then proceed to sit in silence for an hour before Clint came up with an idea.
He waited until Wanda had gone to refill her water before he made the phone call, it didn't take long for the person on the other end to pick up.
"Where the hell have you been, why have you only JUST called me?" Clint had to hold his ear slightly away from the phone to save his hearing.
"Hey honey, I'm so sorry, something happened and I was so busy making sure everyone was ok and I guess I forgot to call, I'll make it up to you when I get home. Promise? Clint couldn't help but smile to himself, Laura was cute when she was angry. All he could hear was her sighing on the over end. "Any way honey, I have a favour to ask, we have two new team member, and they are gonna need a place to stay, especially the boy, he got hit quite hard, they're both sweet, especially the girl. I promise they'll be no trouble! It's just they don't have any other place and don't think they'll want to stay with Stark after their history with him, he kinda killed their parents and left them stuck in a building for two days without help. Oh and…"
"Clint stop, look it's fine, I don't mind. As long as they will be safe with the kids and aren't killers then I don't mind!" Laura was laughing by the time she had finished talking. "Look you, I have to go now and make dinner, I hope you're home soon, love you"
"Love you too honey, I'll see you very soon!" Clint smiled before hanging up the conversation when Wanda came charging back into to the room before rushing to Pietro's side.
Clint heard coughing coming from the bed before he turned around to see Pietro slowly waking up. He also rushed to his side, grabbing the other water he brought up and placing it next to him on his table.
"Wher… where am I?" Pietro's voice was rough and quite, Clint handed him the water and he downed it in one go passing the glass back to Clint.
"We're at Starks tower Kid, we brought you back here after what happened in Sokovia" Clint placed his hand gently on the boys shoulder before Wanda spoke up.
"We won't be staying here long though brother, we need to go somewhere else away from Stark, because I don't like him!" Wanda practically growled Starks name. She suddenly looked up to Clint before going very quite and shy. "Are you sure Mr Barton? We'd hate to intrude, we can find our own place, we'll be ok!" Yet again, Clint forgot she could read minds.
"Yes I'm sure otherwise I would of never thought of it" Pietro was looking more confused by the second.
"What are you going on about old man?" His voice still sounded very strained, poor kid must be in a lot of pain.
"I'm going on about the fact that you two are going to come and live with my family in the beautiful countryside, somewhere where you will be safe and before you say no Pietro, there is no option, you are coming whether you like it or not!" Clint raised his eyebrows toward the young man who rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Fine" Pietro practically whispered.
"Well the Pietro and Wanda Maximoff, welcome to the Barton household" Wanda and Pietro both smiled up at him before he left to call Laura again.
I hope you guys like it and that it's not really rubbish, please leave reviews, they are always welcome!