Dear Natasha,
I dreamt about us sitting in Red Sqaure. You were still my target then but the twenty-four hour deadline we had agreed on, or rather was forced on me, wasn't up yet. You told me about a faint memory you had from your childhood. You said you remember sitting there with a woman whom was either your mother or some woman who worked in the program that trained you. The air around you was so calm at the moment. I could tell you enjoyed remember something so peaceful.
Right after that, you started to tell me about a man you assassinated in that square and how you had the same feeling of accomplishment you always got when you had completed a mission. The air was different when you spoke of this. You were feeling pain and guilt. Do you remember that conversation, Natasha? You asked me if you were a sick person for feeling like that after watching a man suffer. You told me that you were not a saint for the things you had done in your life and that you were a fiend that had done more bad than good and that was why you were going to let me kill you.
Even in my dreams I can see why I spared your life.
- Clint
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Director Fury leaned over the console and spoke into the stick thin microphone. "Hawk, how is your sight on the lab?" he asked the archer.
"Perfect like always," he whispered with a silent chuckle.
Hawkeye and his group were stationed all around the deep Scottish valley, keeping an eye on the small town. The Hawk was the furthest of the team, perched on the side of one of the grassy hills. His team, hidden around the town's edges, ready to strike at the call.
As the sun went down, guards armed with assault rifles changed shifts and lights snapped to life in the small houses and buildings. After all his studying of the town during the day and from the past couple of days, he knew by the changing of the guard and where the men heavily stood exactly which building housed the laboratory he was looking for.
"Alright, men," he spoke into his earpiece. "We pull this off as absolute as we planned it, everyone will be going home to their women and children once we're finished." Once they secured the place though, his team would get to leave but he would stay when Fury and his guard came in to protect the scientists that would look everything over. He could only continue to count the days until he was with Natasha again.
Hawkeye prepped an arrow and aimed for the first guard he saw. "Ready and-" He was cut off but a sudden rush of pain to the back of his head. His vision started to go blurry fast and as he collapsed into the grass, he could hear the echos of gunshots and shouting coming from the town. Ambush.