Chapter 1: the jet

Clint stared at the twins, they were both unconscious, although the male had his hand gripping his sisters arm in a death grip. While Stark had been chasing the Hulk, Clint had tracked down the twins, only after he'd got Natasha back to the jet, the state she was in had made him go after the twins.

The girl had been pretty out of it, struggling to stay awake and wincing although she seemed physically unharmed. The boy was trying to help her stand. Clint had hit the boy with a knock out dart before they had noticed him, and that slowed him down but didn't knock the boy out, he had to use 3 darts before the boy went down. The girl he had only used 1 on, she nearly caught him with one of those energy things but as a result of her state she had missed. He was glad they hadn't gone far from the ship, only about a mile, it had made carrying them back much easier. With the boy slung over his shoulder and the girl in his arms he had walked back to the jet, the rest of the team hopefully was.

They looked bad, Bruce was shaking in a curled ball, and Nat was still staring blankly. Steve, Thor, and Tony looked the best, they were the only ones who noticed him emerging from the woods, although none moved to help him. Once he reached them he dumped the girl on Thor, who was closest, and shrugged the boy off his shoulder, supporting him so he didn't fall flat on the ground. Thor followed him and put the girl next to her twin. The boy suddenly moved and grabbed the girls arm, instantly Clint had an arrow drawn, Tony was pointing his arm (which still had some of the suit on it), Thor was holding his hammer, and Steve had a gun drawn. Bruce had just noticed the pair, and was staring in horror at the girl.

As the boy didn't continue to move, Clint warily went to check if the boy was truly unconscious, he was. Clint stepped back with a sigh of relief.

"Why did you catch them?"

Clint turned to Steve, who was staring strangely at the twins. He turned to look at them again, they looked peaceful, and different from what they had been before.

"Looks can be deceiving Steve, these two, they're not the kids they appear to be, you know what they did to us, especially the girl."

"That's not what I meant"

Clint turned back to Steve.

"Why did you catch them when there was no point?"

"What do you mean?"

"Ultron's gone, they made their side very apparent back in there. There is no point in catching them, we don't have a proper prison set up. And even if we did, what would we do with them? We can't go back to the tower and that gives us nowhere to keep them."

"I know a place" Clint responded, he guessed he could whip up a place to put them on the farm. It wouldn't be nice but it would work. "Now help me get them on the jet."

Steve stooped and picked up the boy, leaving Clint to carry the girl. They secured them either side of the jet on the two medical beds. Clint didn't know when they would become conscious, but the stuff he used on them meant when they became conscious again they would instantly fall into a deep sleep. He hoped.

Clint stared back at the team as he got the jet into the air. Bruce had positioned himself as far away from the girl as possible, never taking his eyes off her. Thor, Steve, and Tony where very quiet, standing in different areas, Steve occasionally moving to check on the twins. But Nat, Nat still hadn't moved, she just kept, staring.

Steve walked over to him. Not to talk but to watch out of the front window.

"You should probably get some rest, we still have a few hours before we get there"

Steve looked quizzically at him. "Get where?"

"Safe house"

There was a sudden yell from Tony, Steve and Clint instantly jumped up. The boy was sitting up rubbing his head, somehow he had broken the restraints without their notice. They all froze, ready to attack.

The boy leaned forward and undid the leg restraints and swung to the side of the bed with his legs hanging off. He looked up and spotted the girl, instantly he got up and went to walk to her, but his legs gave way. Grunting he grabbed onto a table edge and raised his head. Suddenly his fist collided with the side of the table where he'd just been looking. His watchers jumped and drew their weapons, he didn't acknowledge them. Slowly he got to his feet and took his time to make sure he was stable before moving again. He began his walk over to his sister.

"Stop where you are" commanded Steve pointing his gun.

The boy kept moving, he didn't seem to have heard Steve. Steve cocked the trigger on his gun.

"Last time, stop."

The boy kept moving. Steve aimed at the boy's leg, Clint knew that the bullet wouldn't have done much damage, just would've grazed the boy's leg, and knowing his abilities it would have healed quickly, but he put his hand on Steve's arm, slowly Steve put away the gun, never taking his eyes off the boy.

The boy completed his travel to his sister, he looked confused as he felt the restraints on his sister's arm. Slowly he undid all the restraints holding his sister down, acting like undoing them required his full concentration. As they were all undone he pushed his twin so she was on her side, she mumbled something at him, sounding moody, he responded with another mumble, even Tony, who was closest to the pair, looked confused at what they had exchanged, it had probably been in sokovian. Moaning she shuffled slightly and he fell clumsily onto the space now on the bed, cuddling up against his sister so that they both fitted, then they both seemed to fall asleep.

"I don't think he knew where he was, I don't think he even saw or heard us." Said Tony suddenly.

"Well he should have been asleep, like he is now" mentioned Clint, staring at the pair, who seemed to be peacefully asleep. He sighed "Alright, shows over, watch them and make sure they don't move again. I'll get us to the safe house as quickly as I can."