I triped over a black spot that turned out to be a box.I felt a familiar anger spike in my blood.I felt around for my glasses.
"I'll never be able to do anything on my own during the day."I muttered, finding the glasses and pushing myself up.
"Dont say that, maybe they will find a cure."Clint optimistically.
"If they do, then Im useless to S.H.E.I.L.D."I said.
"Dont say that!Think about it they could have released you on medical charges after the fire, but they didnt!"He said, standing in front of me.I was just so angry.
"Maybe they should have!"I spat.
"Now your just overreacting."Hawkeye said calmly.I laughed, it was a cold humorless laugh.
"I want this to stop!Im twenty, I shouldnt be tripping like an old woman in broad daylight!Im tired of getting weird stares and Im sick of making other people nervous."I said, shaking my head,"They havent even seen the scars."I held out his hand, I took it and he helped me up.
"They just need to get used to you, thats all."He said gently.I sighed,
"But they wont,"I looked down."They'll just be getting used to me when i say or do something that puts me back at ground zero."I felt Clint put his hands on my shoulders.
"Dont worry about it, it'll work out, youll see."He smiled, I could hear it in his voice.I gave him a weak one in return.
"I hope so."I walked to my new room,
"Need any help?"He asked when we got to the door.I shook my head,
"Ill be able to find my way back, this towers not that big." I smiled.
"Okay."I could hear the doubt in his voice, but he left any way.I was pleased to find that they had found a way to make the room as dark as they could.I was able to take off my glasses and see well.
I went to my bathroom and slid off the ridiculously tight suit.I sighed when i saw my used to be they were scarred.I got traped in fire, they dont know who set it, but it was meant to trapme, and whoever started it knew I wouldnt be able to find my way out.A rafter fell and crushed my legs, burning them and melting skin off.I was lucky to be walking.I grabed the ointment i owed so muchto and smeared it over the scars doctors thought I would never walk again, scar tissue shrinks and isnt flexible like regular skin, I sighed as the pin pricks went away.
When I had finished with that, I pulled on my suit again.I replaced my glasses and left the dorm.I moved slowly and with my hands out, hoping I would feel anything before it hit me in the head.I rounded a corner and bounced off of something solid, I stumbled backwards but was caught.
"Carefull there."It was Tony.I saw the dark spot in his chest.I pushed my hair out of my face and muttered.
"Thanks."
"Are you lost?"He sounded concerned.
"I just want to get to the living room."I said, smiling a little.I heard his heart rate speed .
"Are you okay?"I asked, he ignored my question.
"Come with me, your going the wrong way."He said, leading me by my hand.
"I just came through here, and Hawkeye came from that direction Im sure."I said.
"You were going the wrong way, the living room is this way."Tony heart rate was going was irregualar, slow then fast.
"Enough, I just came through here and youre obviously nervous about something!"I said, planting my feet on the ground,Stark tried to pull me, I didnt budge.
"So its true then you can hear heart beats."
"I can also hear the blood rushing through your veins, I can hear air going to your lungs when you breath,I can hear your stomach digesting what you ate last."I said, furrowing my brow.
"Tell me what Im thinking."He demanded.
"What? , Im a criminal profiler, I read body language not minds!"
"then read this."He growled, in my pushed me against the wall.I felt the air rush out of my lungs. I felt him take my glasses and pin my wrists next to my shoulders.I was in the dark.I felt him lick the side of my neck.
" getthe fuck off of me!"I yelled. he didnt move,I wraped my legs around his waist and squeezed.I heard the air rush out of his lungs.I didnt losen my grip untill he dropped my hands.I droped to the floor, kicking him in the shin and punching his eye at the same time.
"Son of a bitch!"
"Whats going on here?"A familiar voice said.
"Clint.I cant see the bastard took my glasses."I said.
"You did a pretty good job of seeing with out them."Tony complained.
"What were you doing to her?"Clint asked, handing me my glasses.
"I thought he was showing me to the living room."I said.
"Tony, what the hell?"Clint said.
"I was just fooling around."He scoffed,holding his eye
"You better be carefull she will kill you in your sleep."Clint warned and then lead me down the hall.
"Didnt i try to tell you?"He asked quietly.
"I know, and I was doing my best to avoid him, but I got lost and he said he would help me."Clint shook his head.
"I should report him."I sighed.
"Let Tony be no harm no foul."I heard his heart rate elevate, from a simmering anger, to very angery.
"Its just not your helplessness against you like that, for his gain."I droped his arm and stopped walking.
"Im not totally helpless."I ran a hand through his short hair.
"Thats not what...I didnt mean... thats not what I meant."He fumbled, he was getting flustered, why were all these men acting weird?I wondered, I mean i havent changed much.
"I can take care of myself."I said, "Im the same Nightowl I was before the fire."I felt a lump in my thought, his heart rate slowed sujesting another emotion.
"I know you can take care of yourself, but what they say is true, you are my other half, my best friend, and I dont want to see you hurt."He said, standing in front of me."I care about you, I need you to know that."He said, pulling me into a hug.I wraped my arms around his strong were two meanings to his words, one they could be nothing more than what they were or they could be him trying to tell me he loved me.I decided not to read into it.
"I know, I care too."I knew my first day back in the feild would be so eventfull?
"Now you know I wasnt joking about him."He said, his voice rumbled in his chest.
"Its fine, I should have remembered who i was dealing Tony's heart rate was really elevated, that should have set off my warning bells."I said.
"Its your first day back in the feild, dont stress over it."He said, he pulled away and i took his arm again.
"Can we go to the living room now?"I asked, he chuckled.