Well I guess this is the first chapter of my Clintasha One Shot Series! I'm Eve and I guess this is just a way to get all those plot bunnies on the page. I hope you enjoy! Each one shot is mostly independent and not linked to later one shots :)

This one is angsty but with some fluff at the end...enjoy!

Steve ruffled his hair and took in a deep breath. He was currently riding the elevator up to the Avengers floor of Stark Tower. With every floor the lift climbed the more Steve felt sick. He wished the elevator would just break down and keep him trapped inside, then he wouldn't have to face everyone. Because behind the elevator doors was the husband of ex assassin Natasha Romanov. The same ex assassin who had just pushed him out the way of a blast, getting herself hurt in the process.

Natasha and Steve had been on a mission in the city involving a particularly difficult drug organisation. They thought it would be a simple in and out operation, that is until they brought out the explosives. Steve had been fighting off one of the gang members and hadn't been paying attention when a grenade rolled near his feet. If Natasha hadn't have pushed him out of the way then god knows what would have happened. Nat had caught the tail end of the explosion and had been flung into a brick wall across the street. He would never forget the sickening crunch of her bones hitting the wall and the way her body dropped to the floor like a sack of potatoes.

Back-up had arrived shortly after that and Natasha had been evacuated back to Shield Headquarters to the awaiting med bay. And that was how Steve had ended up in the lift, on his way to impending doom. Maybe he was being over dramatic, or maybe not. There was no way of knowing how Clint was going to react.

He grimaced when the lift doors finally opened. Tony, Bruce, Clint and Thor were all sat on the couches laughing and talking. Clint quickly turned to look at the lift doors with a grin on his face, most likely expecting his wife to waltz through the doors, make a sarcastic comment and give him a kiss.

His smile dropped and a frown replaced his features however when he saw that it was just Steve. The room fell silent and everyone looked at Steve uneasily.

Clint was the first to his feet and he slowly approached Steve, closely followed by Tony.

"Steve" Clint started, his voice quiet "Where's my wife?"

Steve forced himself to make eye contact with the shield agent and took a deep breath.

"Everything was going well on the mission, we were taking down the gang members pretty swiftly and they weren't putting up much of a fight. But then they started throwing grenades left right and center. I was fighting one of the members and I didn't notice someone had thrown a grenade in my vicinity, but Nat did" his voice faltered as he looked at Clint who he could see was slowly starting to lose it

"She pushed me out of the way but got caught up in the explosion, it threw her into the wall and god, there was just this crunch, and I don't-" he was cut off by Clints hands around his throat as he pinned him against the wall.

"Clint!" he heard Bruce shout but Clint didn't seem to care.

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?! YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN PAYING ATTENTION, SHE SHOULDN'T HAVE TO WATCH OUT FOR YOUR ASS"

Steve was pretty sure he could get out of the hold Clint had him in but he chose to just let Clint scream at him, god knows he deserved it.

"Clint, I think you need to calm down" Tony put a hard on his arm but Clint brushed him off

"CALM DOWN?! MY WIFE IS LYING IN SOME HOSPITAL SOMEWHERE, POSSIBLY DEAD AND YOU WANT ME TO CALM DOWN?!"

Clint took a deep breath

"Please tell me she's alive"

Steve looked down at him with a lost expression on his face

"I don't know Clint, it didn't look good"

Clint released him and stepped back like he'd just been shot. Steve looked into his eyes and saw the look of a man whose whole world was collapsing around him.

Without a word he dodged around Steve and ran into the elevator, frantically hitting the ground floor button. As the doors closed the remaining men looked at each other. Steve punched the wall in anger and Bruce flinched

"GODDAMMIT" the other members of the team were shocked. They'd never seen their captain lose his shit like this before and honestly, it was a little scary.

Tony approached him

"Listen to me Steve, this is NOT your fault, okay?" Steve wouldn't look at him but instead turned to face the lift.

"I'm going to see Nat" he whispered. Bruce and Thor stood up from their seats

"We all will"

When they got to the med bay they stood in the doorway of Natashas room. Clint was sat in a chair beside her bed and they watched sadly as he gripped her hand tightly and appeared to be whispering to her.

"Natasha you better wake your ass up right now, do you hear me? You gotta wake up" his voice broke as he spoke to her unresponsive form.

"You can't leave me like this Nat, you just can't" He raised a hand to wipe his eyes as the tears were steadily falling.

"I mean come on, I finally convinced Fury to give us a vacation. I was gonna tell you tonight when you got back as a surprise, but, I guess that's not really an option now. I was going to take you to Paris. I know you've always wanted to go there, and not on a mission either. So you just wake up now baby or I'm gonna have to take Thor and that would just be awkward" he let out an emotionless chuckle.

Bruce slowly entered the room behind Clint and placed a hand on his shoulder

"Clint..." he started

Clint furiously shook his head, refusing to accept it

"No" his voice broke "She has to wake up Bruce, she's all I've got"

Just as if she'd heard everything Clint had said, she slowly squeezed his hand. His head shot up and he looked at her through his tears as she slowly opened her eyes. She looked at him confused but Clint just pulled her into a tight hug and buried his face in her neck.

She slowly came to and looked down at her Hawk who was sobbing with relief that she was alive. She brought a hand up to stroke his hair comfortingly and smiled softly at her team in the doorway. They all stepped out of the room to give her and Clint some privacy.

Clint slowly pulled away and she chuckled at him, wiping away his tears with her thumbs.

"What the hell were you thinking Nat?" He whispered as he stared at her.

"I was saving my friend Clint, what did you expect? For me to just stand there as one of my teammates got blown up?"

Clint shook his head "But he can look after himself" he trailed off, not really knowing what to say.

"I was repaying a debt" she whispered. Clint looked at her in question.

"A couple of months ago we were on a mission in China and this Kingpin had his gun to my head and honestly Clint, I thought that was it. I thought I was gonna be flown back to you in a body bag." Clint squeezed her hand tighter as he listened.

"Steve turned up right as he was about to pull the trigger and knocked the guy out from behind"

Clint sighed and rubbed his face tiredly

"Why didn't you tell me?"

She chuckled "Because I knew you'd react like this and I didn't want you to worry"

Clint smiled softly but then his expression changed to one of worry and sheepishness.

"I guess I should go apologise to Steve then huh?"

She glared at him "Clint Barton what the hell did you do?"

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Next Chapter should be up soon, it'll be a cute one :)

Until next time