The way the Doctor thought of it was like this: He had four options.

Option One was to leave them alone and let them handle it- They could probably do it, but how many lives would be lost in the process? It wasn't his style, anyways.

"Hello, me again." The Doctor gave him a smile and a wave.

Clint lowered his bow and put away the arrow. "I thought you said you were early- I didn't think you meant half an hour early."

"Nah, I was supposed to be here when I was. The TARDIS knows what she's doing. Anyway, enough about me, you two should be off. Hop on the next plane to France and go have dinner in Paris or something. Out."

Option Two: Tell them to get out.

"And why, exactly, do you want us out?"

"Because I know what that thing is and trust me, it is far from anything you can handle right now. So get out, have dinner with your girlfriend, and let me handle this by myself. I know what I'm doing and you don't." The Doctor spoke fast and intensely, looking at Clint with a deadly serious expression on his face. Clint wasn't impressed.

"First of all, she is not my girlfriend; and second, what on Earth gives you the authority to take command of this mission explicitly assigned to myself and Agent Romanoff here?"

The Doctor pulled out an ID and flipped it open to show Clint. "I'm a SHIELD Agent like the two of you and I have been called in to replace the two of you. Now if you would please-"

Option Three: Trick them into leaving.

"Sir, I don't know what you're doing but that's a blank sheet of paper." Natasha stared at the Doctor.

"I don't understand." Clint looked at his partner. "What do you mean, blank? It's clearly SHIELD identification. Almost identical to what we carry."

"Naaaaaah, she's right. Psychic paper. Shows you whatever I want you to see." The Doctor flipped it shut and stashed it in his coat pocket. He turned to Natasha. "Should've read your file a bit more thoroughly, ought've expected you to have had some basic psychic training."

"Psychic training? Oh, the mumbo-jumbo from-" A worried look struck Agent Romanoff's face. "You read my file." Agent Romanoff leaned over and whispered worriedly to Clint, "I thought you had that wiped."

"I did. I don't know who this man is but he has access beyond our control." He looked up at the Doctor. "Listen, I am going to ask you one more time what we are dealing with and what you could even possibly think gives you the authority to take control of this task."

The Doctor stared at him for a moment.

"Sir, if you don't cooperate I will have to shoot-"

"Alright." He looked around the park. "I'll show you." He started walking away from the pair. After a moment, when he realized they weren't following him, he turned around and shouted, "Well, come along, then!"

Option Four: Tell them the truth.


I haven't really said anything to you all yet, but I think there's a fair amount of people reading this story so I just want to say thanks for the feedback and such. I hope you're enjoying it and I'll try to get around to updating as quick as possible- I know how it's gonna go, I just have to write it down.

I'll try to update soon!