Guys, guys I am so freaking sorry I didn't put up a chapter yesterday! I got this idea for a transition chapter with Nat and Clint and I didn't have enough time and I had to go to a wedding today and then I have to go to a church thing, so so so sorry! I swear I'll have one up tomorrow and possibly two on Wednesday. Ginger promise!
I was already awake when there was a sharp rap at the door. Standing up, I stretched and nearly tripped over my duffel bag as I made my way to the door. Opening it, I rubbed my eyes and was met with the vision of a shirtless Clint.
"Good morning sleeping beauty," He smirked and I gave him a sleepy smile.
"Morning, Birdie," I said, running a hand through my hair, hitting a few snags along the way.
"Can I come in?" He asked, placing his hand on the door, acting as if he was peering inside.
"When have you had any trouble with breaking and entering before hand?" I joked as I shut the door behind him, as he walked in.
"Since I was requested for this job," He said, taking a seat on my bed and tried to fix his bedhead. Sitting down next to him, I hit his hand away and fixed his hair. "Thanks." He mumbled.
"Then why did you join here then?" I let my smile turn into a slight frown and tucked my feet under my legs. Clint was not one to settle down, or much less be settled down by anyone.
"I knew that you needed help getting out of Red Room and they promised to help get you out safely if I joined and became a member of this division." He lifted my arm as if inspecting it. "Not even a scratch. S.H.I.E.L.D knows what they're doing." He said putting my arm down and picking up my duffel bag.
"What's S.H.I.E.L.D stand for anyways?" I asked as he carefully pulled out my Widow Bites from my bag.
"It stands for Strategic Homeland Intervention Enforcement Logistics Department. We're just a small part, Nat. It's about the size of the Blacks Widow Operations, maybe even bigger, He said, placing the bracelets down on the bed gently.
"So how's it been selling your soul for me, Clint?" I asked, earning a small smile. "What's everyone really like?" Tucking my feet beneath my legs, I looked towards him.
"Tony's well, Tony. Egotistic on the best of days, but he keeps his priorities straight. Him and his father are really close since his mom isn't in the picture. He's just a little….out there." He explained taking out my combat suit and tossed it at me. I caught it and folded it.
"Are him and Bruce...together?" I asked, the image of their legs overcrossed flooding into my mind.
"Don't know, don't care." He said, keeping his head down in my bag. "They let you keep all of these?" He asked, holding two military grade knifes and my two favorite pistols.
"They mentioned nothing to me. Do you honestly think that I would let them take me without my stash? Do they have your bow and arrows?" I asked in disbelief that Clint would give up his most prized positions just to get me back.
"When I first got here they did, took three guards." Clint grinned proudly. "They took everyones weapons. My arrows, Captains shield. They even locked Bruce up in a metal box for a few days and took blood and ran tests on him. And that was a big mistake."
"Maybe they were scared of your insane protectiveness." I smirked and he gave me a signature smile.
"So onto Bruce, he's not that bad of a guy. Incredibly smart, he and Mr. Stark spend a lot of time down in the labs, working on research with gamma radiation. It's just whenever the big guy comes out, he doesn't remember anyone or anything about himself. Be careful around him." He stared directly at me, until I nodded.
"Thor is a bit out of it. He's not exactly used to Earth's culture and customs. When he first got here and Tony had his pet goldfish out, Thor asked if he had one big enough to ride" He chuckled and place my bag down.
"What about Captain?" I asked honestly curious about the blue eyed man.
"Just watch out for him, I got a weird feelings from him," Clint said, his tone dropping. I mutely nodded as he leaned in and kissed my forehead. "Keep your wits, Natasha." He said, the same line he said everytime we went out on a mission that we knew would be dangerous. He stood up and placed his hand on my check. "Just get changed and met us in the common room." I nodded once again, not daring to speak as he opened the door and shut it just in time to let me hear Captains door open.