Avengers - Infinity War: Part 2.

SPOILERS! Watch the film, then come back and read!

Hi! Firstly - I can't get my head around how amazing the film was. This story is set immediately at the ending and we're starting with Clint (Hawkeye).

This chapter is a bit short but straight to the point - if you like it then please leave a review!

Thanks :)

PROLOGUE:

Clint crossed his arms, leaning against the arm of the sofa. He glanced down at all three of his kids and thanked himself lucky that they didn't notice what was on the television. Tony Stark Missing... Destruction... It was all happening again and he was living through it as a normal guy. That was the deal. They would only go to him if they were left with no one else. If it was do or die.

"Baby?" Laura whispered, walking up to him.

"Mm?" He responded, wrapping an arm around her waist.

She sighed quietly, lowering her voice, as she watched their children play with legos, oblivious to the chaos that was happening miles away. "This isn't good, is it? I know you took that deal for us and the kids, and I - we love having you here, but-"

"-There's no but. No ifs, nothing. If it was that severe, Fury would be knocking on this door right now. " He looked behind him, with a self assured smirk. "Ain't nothing but the people I love the most... besides, you need me here."

Laura looked up at him, holding back a laugh. "Oh, really?"

He shrugged his shoulders. "Yep. I'm good with my hands and my bows - But one takes the priority."

She leaned up on her tiptoes and gave him a light kiss. "You're only good at one of those." She whispered, before heading over to sit by Cooper, helping him with his set.

Clint swallowed the lump in his throat as he watched Lila smile at her Mum and Nathaniel start to doze off. There was always going to be aliens, or alien men, or the end of the world - it was one after another. That's why he had no choice - both him and Scott. He sighed out loud, realisation hitting him - Scott was visiting tomorrow. He did it every week since he made the same deal, of course he was in microscopic Ant mode to get to Clint's. Due to the safe house situation.

"Coffee?" He asked Laura, she looked at him and nodded.

"Daddy? Can I get coff-wee?" Lila asked him.

"You can get the cold, fizzy version-"

"Mum!" She started to call, pouting in a way which meant she was about to get her own way.

"And?" Laura said.

Clint rolled his eyes. "And... Spinach? No, let me guess - Brussels sprouts?" Lila grimaced in disgust. "I'm kidding - you're getting extra cookies." He told her, turning away to walk towards the kitchen.

"DADDY!" Cooper yelled.

Clint paused, a wave of coldness rushing over him. He felt the atmosphere shift in mood, a sudden tenseness was present. He didn't think as he turned around and reached towards the side for a paperweight. As soon as he saw Cooper, he let out a sound. A howl, a cry or a choke - he didn't know. But all he saw was his son, slowly fade away to ash.

"No!" Laura cried out, shuffling towards where he was. "Come back! Please!"

"Mummy!" Lila cried out, reaching out a hand which was starting to fade away.

Something clicked in Clint and he shook away the wave of fear. He sprinted over to where she was and skidded to a halt, falling to his knees. "Lila - hey, Lila, c'mon stay with us -"

"-What's happening?" Laura sobbed, over the sounds of Nathaniel crying.

Clint reached out to pick up Lila, but by the time he touched her other hand she disintegrated into ash. "I need to wake up." He whispered, slowly turning around to Laura who was holding Nathaniel in her arms, tears rolling down her face.

"I can't- I don't want him to go! Please make them come back... Bring them back!" Laura sobbed, clenching her eyes shut.

Clint gritted his teeth as Nathaniel looked up at him, his little arms starting to fade into ash. Clint shuddered as he glanced towards the news channel and saw that this was all over the news. Worldwide.

"Baby?" Laura whispered, starting to hyperventilate.

"You're not going anywhere, I'm not letting you go anywhere."

"Clint-"

"-NO!" He screamed out loud, letting out all the anguish from the shock he was feeling. He looked down at Laura's hand which was starting to turn into ash. "Please, baby, please don't go-"

"-find Nat and make this right-"

Clint leant over and held her other hand, bringing her closer to him. "I'm not letting you go, I'm not letting you go-"

"-I lo-" She started to say, before she faded away.

Silence. Did he die? No, he knew he was here, because death wouldn't feel like tearing up his heart up. He slumped back, looking around at the small piles of ash on the ground and then to the TV, where they showed other families, distraught and screaming for their loved ones. Clint fell back towards the floor and laid on his side, bringing his knees towards his chest. He reached out, seeing that one thing remained from where Laura was. A ring.