I wanted to write a Clint story because they're really isn't too much about him and he's one of my favorite Avengers, so I wrote this. Also my friend also made me write this and I decided that if she liked it I would post it on Fanfiction, so thank you Emazio ;) I don't own the Avengers.

Clint's P.O.V.

In. Out. In. Out. I just kept repeating that over and over to myself. It was getting harder and harder to breath and I felt like I was about to collapse from exhaustion. My lungs felt like they were on fire, I was pretty sure I had broken one of my ribs, my head was pounding, there was sweat pouring down my face, and my heart felt like it was beating a thousand miles per second. Over all, I was a mess.

I sighed and tried to stand up but my knees buckled and I ended up back on the ground. I growled and leaned my head against the wall; I put my hand on my forehead and tried to remember what had happened. The last thing I remember is trying to escape a collapsing building. I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate, the team and I had been out on a mission and somehow we ended up in a building that was only a few minutes away from being completely destroyed.

The rest of the team had already made it out and were yelling at me from the outside but I had stayed because I knew that there was someone still in the building and I refused to leave until every last person was outside and safe. When I had told the others they gave me a weird look, like I was crazy, and maybe I was. I couldn't see or hear the person but I knew they where there, I don't know how I knew but I knew I wasn't leaving until everybody was out.

Natasha had tried to get me to leave but I was too stubborn to go. Nat finally gave up and left telling me that I was crazy and if the building didn't kill me, she would. So I ended up running around the building trying to find some person that my instinct said was there, maybe my brain had just gotten too scrambled by the shaking building. I made it to the, almost, destroyed 2nd floor and saw a little kid that looked to be about 10 huddled in a corner that hadn't been damaged that much. I saw that he was shaking (or maybe that was just the building, I couldn't really tell) his eyes ran around the room wildly until he saw me.

I saw a little flicker of relief and excitement cross his eyes until there was big crashing sound that startled both of us, the fear returned to his eyes and he pushed his knees even farther into his chest. I let out a breath that I hadn't realized I was holding in until now and I carefully walked over to the kid. As I got closer I realized that the he was rocking back and forth and I kneeled down beside him. His eyes focused on me and I tried to speak loud enough so that he could hear me but quiet enough that it wouldn't startle him.

"Hey, what's your name kid?"

"M-my na-names Pe-Peter," I had to strain my ears to hear him and there was a slight tremble in his voice but I didn't need to have super hearing to hear the amazement in his voice as he said these next words "An-and y-you're Hawkeye,"

I grinned at that and nodded "Yeah and I'm gonna help you get out of here, okay?"

He nodded and I placed my hand on the wall to keep somewhat steady "Can you stand?"

He nodded again and I started to stand, he followed me up and I tried to lead him through the debris. We made it to a small opening that I knew he'd be able to crawl through but when I told him to crawl through he looked back at me confused.

"Are you coming too?"

I bit my lip "I can't fit through there, I'll try to find another way but you need to get out now,"

He nodded and hesitated before crawling out. I watched him and sighed, I looked around desperately trying to find another open. Piles of debris had already covered all the doors and windows. The building shook again and more of the ceilings and walls fell, one more violent shake and the building could completely collapse. I tried to keep calm and I finally found a large enough open. I sighed and relief and ran over as fast as I could.

There was another crash and I knew that the building was seconds from being completely destroyed. I started to crawl through the opening but before I could make it completely through there was another shake and everything came crashing down. The last thing I remembered was hearing a scream, (it could've been my own) and then I felt a piercing pain in both my head and leg, after that I blacked out.

I sighed, that's the last thing I could remember. I opened my eyes again and looked around, it was dark but not pitch black so I could just barely see. I took a deep breath in and out, I tried to stand up again and I felt that piercing pain in my leg again but I tried to ignore it. My head was still throbbing with pain and my sides still felt like they were on fire. I put one hand on the side of the tunnel and stumbled along trying to find a way out.

The boy, Peter, had hopefully gotten out safely and the building had crashed down seconds after that. I knew that Nat would be worried and really mad, Stark would be his usual obnoxious self which would only make anger Natasha more, Cap would be trying to keep calm and be the voice of reason which never worked, and Banner who was probably still in Hulk form would be the one who had to

move all the big debris. I shook my head they were gonna be a mess without me.

Natasha's P.O.V

I paced back and forth while watching the building crumble every two seconds. Clint was still in there and he was trying to find another person who was still trapped. I just hopped there actually was someone in there and that Clint wasn't just going crazy, but we've been partners for years and I know that he wouldn't stay in a building that was about to collapse unless there really was still someone in there. There was another loud crash and more of the building came crashing down, I bit my lip Clint better get out of there soon because the building was literally less then a minute from being completely destroyed.

I looked at the others; we had all managed to escape without any really big injuries. My eyes scanned the remaining parts of the building one more time and I saw someone crawling out of a smaller opening, but it wasn't Clint. It was a kid who couldn't be any older than 10, that was who Clint was looking for which meant that he should be right behind the kid. I waited for the boy to crawl out before I ran over there with the rest of the team but the kid came out alone, no one was behind him, Clint was still in there. I growled in frustration and looked at the boy, he had just stood up and was covered in dust and dirt. I stared at the opening that he had just crawled out of and waited for a minute before taking a step closer.

"There's no way you'll be able to fit through there,"

I turned around and looked at Steve "The buildings gonna collapse soon and he'll be stuck in there,"

"Which is another reason for you to stay out here, if you go in then we'll have two crushed assassins and that won't make anything better,"

I opened my mouth to reply but Tony interrupted me "Are you sure? 'Cause I actually think it might,"

I glared at him and put a hand one of my guns and was ready to pull it out in a second, he just smirked "And I thought you were supposed to be intimidating before, but now I'm just shaking,"

In a second my gun was out and pointed at his chest, I saw Steve step forward "Nat,"

"You're not gonna shoot me, I'm too valuable to this team," Tony's smirk widened "Without me you'd be lost,"

I wanted to pull the trigger and shoot me but before I could Steve put his hand on my gun and lowered it so it was pointing at the ground "You can't, you know as well as I do that he's just as important to the team as any of us,"

"Even Capsicle agrees,"

I aimed for a spot next to his foot and pulled the trigger, I smirked as he jumped and fell. I saw the corner of Steve's mouth twitch upwards but he tried to keep a straight face. I looked to my right and saw that the kid from before was staring at us in amazement. I looked back at Steve who was still trying to keep a straight face.

"Cap we've got a fan,"

He looked over and smiled when he saw the kid, but before either of us could say or do anything else the building shook one more time and completely collapsed. I started to run over to the building but Steve held me back. I struggled to get free but he didn't budge.

I growled, "Let go of me Rogers!"

"There's nothing you can do," He loosened his grip on me and I stopped struggling. He was right I couldn't do anything. I heard him walk away but I just kept staring at the pile of rubble that used to be a building. Clint had still been in there and now he could be dead. I tore my gaze away and saw Tony staring at the rubble, the Hulk was trying to remove some of the rocks, and Steve was talking to the star struck kid. He stood back up and walked back over to us.

"What'd the kid say?"

"He said that Hawkeye had helped him get out of the building and that he had said he was going to try and find a different way out,"

I looked back at the destroyed building and hopped that there was some way that Clint had survived. Steve let out a deep breath "Nat I'm sorry, but I don't know how he could've survived that,"

I shook my head. He had to be okay he has a family and a team to get back too, Clint wouldn't of given up he would've tried to find someway to survive. He wasn't dead, and I knew it. I stared at the debris

for another minute until I got an idea. I started to walk away and I heard Steve call out my name but I didn't look back I just kept walking. He isn't dead and I will find him no matter what

So this was actually longer then I thought it would be, I wanted to end it with Clint but I decided to keep going just a bit longer. I'll try to get the second chapter up soon and I hope this wasn't too bad.