Natasha suddenly stopped writing. "I'm getting a cramp in my hand and I've lost things to write."

"You only actually wrote a sentence." Pepper said looking over her shoulder at the paper. "Well technically you did write a lot you just crossed out a lot more than you kept."

"I don't want it to come out stupid."

"Then why not think of something different." Maria said taking the sheet from Natasha and setting it down. "Just think for a while and then if something hits you write. We can piece it all together later."

"But what should I think about?"

"Anything." Pepper replied.

"I feel stupid." Clint said into the comm. he was wearing in his ear.

"You feel stupid, you're sitting on a roof top while I do all the dirty work below."

"Actually when it comes to the dirty work I'm the one who has to do that part sweetheart." He replied back to Natasha. "And besides how bad could it be."

"This guys a dick and keeps trying to stick his hand up my dress."

"Where do you want me to land the arrow?"

"If I don't stab him first pretend you missed the apple!" She said back smirking. It was yet again another fun-filled mission of her trying to seduce the Mark and Clint having to take them out when she was done with them. This one was a little bolder than most though.

"What did Coulson say he does again?" Clint asked later that night back in their hotel room.

"Didn't you read the packet that was given on him?" Natasha asked raising her head off of his chest.

"I may have just skimmed it called him a douche and planned on putting an arrow through him. Didn't really want to go to far into detail after seeing that the main focus on the whole thing was something to do with little girls."

"He is a trader of child sexual slaves." She said before shuddering. "All that really matters is he's an enormous scumbag."

"And Coulson put you in this because?"

"He said it wasn't all just 'little' girls."

"Does this make you uncomfortable?"

"Of course it does. Why wouldn't it?"

"Just asking. Don't want you to feel like you have to do it." He said kissing her on the head. "If it really bothers you we can always ask to have someone else take the mission, you know if it triggers any bad memories for you."

She gave him a soft, tender kiss that sent in that spark that they both have become familiar with but couldn't quite put a name to and said, "Trust me if I didn't feel like I could handle him, someone else would already be on this mission instead of us."

With a smirk Clint just nodded and flipped their positions so he was lying on top of her. "Well if it makes it any better when your done with trash like that you always have me to come back to!"

"How's that supposed to make me feel better?" She asked with a devious smirk.

"Ouch." Clint said feigning injury. "Nat you wound me darlin'."

"Aww poor Hawkeye! Would you like for me to kiss where it hurts and make it all better?" She said with a fake pout.

"Yes, yes I would!" He said smirking and capturing her lips with his own.

"Anything." Pepper asked.

"He's very considerate of me." She said smiling genuinely.

"Anything else?" Maria asked.

"Also protective of my feelings and emotions." She remarked , her smile widening.

"Is that sweet or sexual?" Maria asked while Pepper snorted a bit.

"A bit of both."

"Well it's just more you can write down of what you love about him." Pepper said handing Natasha more paper.

New update hope everyone liked it.