Sorry, this chapter is a little short!

Safe House roof:

'Umm…..Tasha, I think this was supposed to be a joint effort…..not just solo' Clint said dryly.

'I was handling everything perfectly fine. It was clean, and you don't like messes' stated Natasha.

'How do you know that?!'

'Your room. It's spotless. Your closet's as neat as a pin.'

'Wait a sec, why were you in my room?!' demanded Clint

'Stop arguing' snapped Coulson.

'Dammit stop sneaking up on us like that!' Clint yelled

'Be on your guard' returned Coulson.

'Miss Romanoff, I assume you've made up your mind by now?'

'What?' asked Clint, looking back and forth between the two of them 'I thought she was staying?'

'SHIELD gave her a two month trial period' explained Coulson, still focusing on Natasha.

'I'll stay' she said quietly, not looking at either of them.

SHIELD Helicarrier, later that night:

Clint knocked on her door.

'Tasha? Tasha, its Clint, can I come in?' when there was no answer, Clint slowly pushed open the door.

Her bed was neatly made, with no evidence that anyone had slept in it at all. Clint sighed and headed up to the roof.

'I couldn't sleep' she whispered, leaning against Clint's shoulder.

He only stroked her hair, looking at her pale face with the dark bags under her eyes, from countless sleepless nights, haunted by her ledger. He knew the feeling.

She curled against him, falling asleep. Clint made sure she was fully asleep before picking her up and carrying her to her room.

Briefing Room 3:

'Your next mission is to Dubai. In less than 48 hours James Morgenstern will check into the Burj Khalifa Armani hotel. Your mission is to eliminate him as quickly as possible. A room has already been booked for the two of you.'

'I have to share a room with her again?' asked Clint petulantly.

'I have to share a room with him again?' asked Natasha 'He uses up all the hot water'

'She takes forever in the bathroom' returned Clint.

Coulson sighed.

'You two are my best damn agents yet you have to argue just because you have to share a room?!'

Clint and Natasha shared a sigh.

Hotel Suite, 70th floor:

"I get the bed' Natasha stated, dumping her bags on it.

'I wouldn't expect anything else' muttered Clint as he dropped his bags on the couch.

'So who is this guy?' queried Natasha

'Wow Tasha, way to read the assignment' said Clint sarcastically

'That's why you're here' she shot back.

He sighed, 'This guy's a threat to national security. He's already breached several SHIELD and government Intel areas.'

'So go in, kill him, get out.'

'Pretty much'

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