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Natasha nodded to me as she was getting ready to walk out of the building. I still knew that something was wrong, but she didn't want to talk about it, so we didn't.
"Off to the eye doctor." She told me as she opened the elevator to go downstairs. She was looking to the floor as she told me, and I knew she was hiding something at that point. She would never look you directly in the eyes if she wanted to keep a secret. It was her fatal flaw. She could tell you information all day and night, but unless you were looking in her eyes you would never know the truth from a lie.
"Well, call me if you need anything" I responded. She smiled at me before she left, and then she was gone. Immediately after the elevator closed I jumped off of the couch and started looking around for anything weird.
"Jarvis, scan the floor for anything Natasha brought in after her first doctor's appointment."
"Scan commencing Mr. Barton" I knew she was hiding something, and if she wouldn't tell me I would have to figure it out myself. I wouldn't let her know of course, if I did find anything. That would just set her off. I just wanted to make sure everything was okay. If anything ever happened to her, I can't even imagine what I would do with myself.
"3 new items found Mr. Barton. Located in the third drawer from the left in the desk in the work room sir."
"Thanks Jarvis." I would like to think that I took my time to walk over to the desk, but in actuality I sprinted.
"My, my, my Clint! No need to run away from me! Just came to visit is all." Tony smiled as he saw me running to the other room.
"Oh hey Tony. I wasn't running from you, I just had something important…" I trailed off. "Why didn't Jarvis tell me you were coming?" I asked.
"Just thought I would surprise you is all. Bruce will be down in a second. We heard Natasha was out, so here I am!" Tony had this thing, where he thought that whatever he felt everyone else must be feeling that same thing. I understand that Tony had nothing to do without Pepper, but my life doesn't stop when I am not with Natasha. I'm pretty good at empathy, but not as a 24 hour job. I guess I would just have to wait to finish my little investigation another time.
"So Tony how's Pepper doing?" I could tell Tony didn't want to talk about Pepper since he didn't respond immediately.
"I think she's doing fine. I haven't heard from her since last Saturday." There was a sad look in his eyes. I could tell that he really loved her, and he really missed her.
"I'm sorry to hear that Tony. Can I get you a-"I was cut off by the ringing of the phone. "One second Tony." The caller I.D said that Natasha was calling. If I wasn't sure something sketchy was going on before, now I was certain. She never called while she was out unless something was wrong.
"Clint?" Natasha choked out from the other end of the phone line.
"Natasha, what's wrong?" I asked.
"I need you to come get me. The doctor told me that I am not supposed to drive myself around anymore." She had definitely been crying. That killed me more than anything else. I would come and pick her up anytime of the day anywhere, but she was crying and that pushed me over the edge.
"Natasha, don't cry. What is going on? Why can't you drive?" Oh my God. This is going to be bad.
"Clint I… I'm going blind"