"Wake up, Bitch," I heard a voice. Then I felt cold, and then wet? Cold water. They just splashed me with cold water. My lungs are burning from whatever they used to knock me out. My hands are tied behind my back and my legs are tied to the chair that I am sitting in. The two men who grabbed me aren't the two who are standing in front of me now; maybe they outsourced some help. But these two are wearing ski masks. I look around the dark room I am being held in. One of the men walks toward me and then stands behind me. The other one speaks.

"Now," He has a deep voice, kind of like the others. "My friend here is going to untie you, but if you even think about running."

"We will have to do things that you won't want us to do," The one behind me finishes the sentence. "Nod if you understand." I gave a slight nod. The man behind me untied my hands while the man in front of me untied my legs. I swung one of my legs up and kicked the man in front of me in the face and then stood up and punched the man behind me and ran out of the room before they could catch me.

"Get back here, you bitch," I could hear one of them yell. The house was a multistory house; there was a long staircase that I dashed down. There was no door that I could find, and I could hear them coming after me. I braced myself for impact and jumped out the first story window. I could feel the broken glass in my shoulder, but I just got up and ran. I didn't have any heels on anymore, so it was easier to run. There was a wooded area that I could see about a mile off from the field in front of me. If I could just make it to the woods, I could hide there. I could hear the men behind me, but I was almost to the woods, till I started to feel lightheaded. That's when I noticed how wet my back had become. They were catching up as I was slowing down.

"Help!" I screamed as loud as I could. And I kept screaming until I was too weak to continue running. My screams turned into feeble yells and then the men caught up to me.

"We warned you," one of the men said as he pulled me up out of the tall grass. They dragged me back to the house, with me still trying to yell for help. They dropped me on the porch and went to what looked like a trailer off to the side, where the men who grabbed me in the park were.

"We can't put her back upstairs," one of the men whispered. I could barley make out what they were saying most of the time.

"Well," another said. "What if he is home this weekend? Surely he heard the screams."

The ringleader of all of this finally talked, "We'll just put her in…" and then I couldn't hear them anymore. I looked up at the stars in the sky. If I was going to die, this may as well be the last thing I see. The men came over and one of them grabbed me by my shoulders, I let out a scream of pain. He dragged me down the stairs, instead of up. They were taking me down to the basement.

"Dude," the guy who was dragging me. "She need a bandage, she is bleeding pretty bad."

"Then go get one, idiot." The man who had brought me downstairs dropped me on the basement floor and ran back up the stairs.

"Now," the ringleader of the group said. "I told you that you would regret doing that." I felt so tried. I just closed my eyes as I lost feeling and passed out.

"Here," I heard a voice and felt a nudge, but the voice wasn't as deep as the ringleader's voice. It sounded like one of the men who kidnapped me. "Have some water."

I lazily opened my eyes to see that it was one of the men who grabbed me. My hair was undone and my dress was trashed. Susan would have been so mad. I sat up and looked at the man. I shook my head.

"Please," he held it out to me again. "You need to drink something." I shook my head again. The man just sighed and set the water down. He got up and walked back up the stairs. I stood up and began to try and beat him up the stairs, but I got stopped halfway across the side of the basement I was on.

"We had to do that, so you wouldn't escape." I look over at my ankle, and followed the chain back to the wall. The man walked up the stairs and shut the door behind him. I felt my shoulder, I could feel the bandage over it, but I could also feel that the glass hadn't been removed from my shoulder. I need to get out of here. I hear them upstairs, and then I hear a woman crying and then lots of yelling.

"Mr. Bishop, we can assure you that she is alive. But until you pay us that ransom, your daughter isn't going anywhere." Then I could hear yelling through the speakerphone. Then mid sentence, they hung up on my father. I have to get out of here. I can see a small amount of light flashing back and forth under the door, they had flashlights and it was the next night. I felt around for a rock or something of the sort, but I found something even better. A nail. I held my ankle out in front of me and reached over in front of me. I felt the glass shift inside of my shoulder as I bent forward. I stifled a scream as I switched the nail to my other hand. I jimmied the nail around within the old lock and waited till I felt the click and heard the lock let go. I freed my ankle and looked for a window or something to get out of. I snuck quietly around the dark basement till I saw a small light from the other side of room. It was the moon, and another field, but on the other side of the house form the trailer that my kidnappers were staying in. I heard the two at the door say something about how dinner was ready and they could leave their post to get some. I waited till I heard them walk off and when it was totally silent, I took the nail and jimmied the small window open. It made a loud creak, but that made me get out faster. I climbed up and out using one arm and as I ran, I held the other close to me. I stayed low to the ground and ran through the field. I was almost to the woods when they realized that I was gone. I heard them and ran the last few feet to the woods, and then I was home free. I kept running through the woods till I saw another house, with a barn. I ran out of the woods and up to the barn. I opened the door to see a bunch of cows and some horses. The other side of the barn was open, but that didn't matter as long as I made it up to the loft, I would be good. I found the ladder and climbed up with my good arm. I looked around the lit loft and sat down in the hay and tore off a piece of my dress and created a sling for my arm. I could hear the kidnappers in the distance, searching the woods for me. Then I heard a dog barking from the house near the barn.

"Alright lucky," I heard a voice from the house. "This is the last time for the night."

The dog kept barking, but was still standing on the porch.

"Fine, " the voice said again. "I'll come out with you."

I held my breath as the dog, who was still barking, and the voice came closer to the barn. The dog had stopped at the ladder, and then the voice arrived there too.
"There is nothing up there," but the dog continued to bark. The person sighed, and started up the ladder. I hid deep in the hay, but a bale was lying on top of my shoulder. I looked down on the floor below me and saw that I had bled through my bandage and was dripping on the floor. Shit.

"Hello," the voice said. "See lucky, no one is…" and that was when the person spotted the blood on the floor. "Alright, who ever is up here, I really don't want to have to call someone and you don't want to get arrested, especially by my friends."

Arrested! That was it! I did my best to toss the bale off from me and stand up.

"Please," I held the one hand I could up and tried to hold the other up. "I need your help." The man tuned towards me.

"Kate Bishop?" he said. And that was when I recognized him.

"Clint Barton! You are Jessica's friend."

"Kate," he came towards me and helped me through the hay. "What are you doing in my barn?" I began to feel dizzy again, and my ability to stand was going too. I felt Clint catch me.

"It's a long story," I let out a small laugh.

"Let's get you back to the house." We climbed down the ladder and Clint carried me back to the house. Once we were inside, he sat me down at his kitchen table and rushed off to another room. When he came back, I saw he had a medical kit with him. He sat down next to me. "So, how did you end up in my barn?"

I explained what happened as he removed the bandage and the glass from my shoulder. "And I ran till I found your barn."

"I thought I heard something weird a few days back."

"A few days? How long have I been gone?"

"Kate, you have been missing for almost a week." He was holding gauze to my shoulder. "You need stitches, by the way."

I saw him pull out a needle and surgical thread from the med kit. I kept talking to him as he stitched my shoulder up.

"There, you should be good now," he said as he taped gauze over my shoulder. "Go up to one of my guest rooms and lay down for a bit. There should be some of Natasha or Wanda's clothing up there. I just did laundry and I am sure they wouldn't mind if you borrowed a pair of pajamas."

"Thank you Clint," I say. "But I would really lie if I could call Jessica first."

"I kind of activated my alarm when I saw the blood in the loft, so everyone is on their way over now. I'll explain it all when they get here, you need to sleep off the blood loss."

"Okay, Thanks." I walked out of the kitchen and up the stairs and walked into one of the rooms to see a pair of pajamas sitting on other bed with other miscellaneous clothing folded on the bed too. I moved the clothes off of the bed and slipped into the pajamas and crawled into the bed. I fell asleep pretty much as soon as my head hit the pillow. I woke up to sunlight in the room and the sound of a plane landing. I heard the door to what I guessed was the avengejet, and people rushing off of it.

"Clint," I heard a voice. "Where is she?"

"Kate is fine," Clint must have been sitting on his porch since I went to bed. "She is upstairs in Natasha's room sleeping." I sat up against the pillows and felt my stitches on my shoulder. I lifted the covers off of me and moved to walk down stairs. I was dizzy at first, but I regained my balance and made it downstairs. When I got to the front door, the regular door was open, but the screen door wasn't. I pushed it open to see most of the avengers were standing on Clint's lawn. Jessica ran up the steps and wrapped me in a hug.

"Ouch," I squeaked.

"Jess," Clint stood up to separate her from me. "Kate has stitches in her shoulder."

"Oh my God," Jessica wrapped me in a hug again, but with her arms around my lower back. "What happened?"

"Jumped out a window," I shrugged. "And then the glass got left in there for a few days." Jessica looked so freaked out by what I had told her. Tony Stark walked up behind her.

"So," he looked over at Clint. "This is what you sent out an alert about."

"I didn't know what was in my hay loft," Clint shrugged. He looked over at me with a stern face. "She also isn't safe anymore."

Stark looked at me also. "Jess, take her back home. Make sure at least one of us is there with the Bishops at all times." He turned back to Clint. "Let's take this inside." And they walked into Clint's house as the rest of us loaded back into the jet and headed back to New York City. It was a short ride back to the city, and then a short taxi ride to the apartment. Jessica stayed next to me the whole ride back to the apartment, with her fiancé sitting on the other side of me. As soon as the elevator opened, I saw my sister, father, and stepmother waiting with tears in their eyes. I ran over to them and they wrapped me in a hug. I changed into my own clothes and came back to my family, who were waiting with a big breakfast for me. I sat down and started eating like I had gone days without food, because I had. I talked with them and ate and enjoyed my family for the first time in a long time.

"Mr. Stark," My father stood up from our table.

"Hello Derek," Stark said. "May Clint and I speak with Kate?" My father looked at me and I nodded as I stood up fro the table.

"In the office," I whispered as I stood near them. We walked to my father's office. I walked over and moved books off from one of the shelves. Behind the books was the surveillance equipment dashboard for the apartment. I went to type the password in and it got denied. I hacked the system and shut off the listening and video to the office. "Now we can talk."

"Impressive," Stark said. "Hacking a Stark security system?"

I gave a small smile. "Learned how to do it when I was ten. It's an easy system."

"Looks like we may need some upgrades at the tower and the mansion before you arrive."

"Wait, what?"

"Well," Clint stepped forward. "Tony and I discussed it, and we think that you should come and train with us. Well, Mostly me."

"No way." I looked at them. "You want me to come and learn how to be you?"

"Pretty much," Clint smiled. "You start in a week."

I can't believe that this is happening. Those kidnappers better look out.