Hello all! Here is another update and the longest one so far! The rehearsal dinner makes its presence! Thank you all to those who have favorited and followed this story! You guys make my day! Thank you to allesguteute, jojo and squish for reviewing! I love them so much!

Also, to those who are wondering this story will go through Age of Ultron and all that fun stuff there! I won't spoil anything but I loved it a lot! Things will be changed to work with that storyline! But don't worry we have to get through Thor, Avengers and the wedding first! Im pretty excited about all of it! Enjoy!

Today was the day just another day in Waverly that she had been dreading.

It was the day before her brothers wedding, which meant that it was the rehearsal dinner. It wasn't the dinner that she was worried about, it was the fact that she would have to see Clint again. They hadn't parted ways in the best way at the bar. Thankfully, she hadn't seen him since then. Clint never called her Claire, and it seemed too foreign coming from his lips, and it was something that she didn't want to experience again. She would rather him call her nothing than for him to call her Claire. If there was one thing that she had to do, it was to keep her mouth shut and do her best to ignore him. She knew that it might he damn near impossible, but she would do the best that she could.

That morning, Ellie sent out a text message to all of her bridesmaids asking them to wear a longer dress that was a pinkish color to the rehearsal dinner, she wanted them to look uniform even for the dinner. Claire groaned, thankfully one of the dresses that she had packed was a coral color. It have to do. She just hoped that when that time came for her wedding she wouldn't be wanting every little detail to be perfect, though she knew that she would. But who could blame her, it's the biggest day of any girls life.

Even to this day when Claire pictures walking down the isle, Clint is at the end waiting for her.

"Claire we gotta go!" Her mom yelled to her. After their lunch where Claire had asked her to move to North Carolina with her and Tucker, her mother had gotten angry with her for a few days. Since then, she had gotten over the fact that her children were going to be in the same state but not the same as her. Though she wouldn't admit it, Savannah knew that her mother was considering making the journey too.

As she glanced at herself in the mirror, she took a deep breath. Her hair was curled into long curls and her green eyes were highlighted by the ever so hint of eyeshadow. She was more of a natural make up look than putting on more than she should. Walking over to the chair that was in the corner of her room, she grabbed her white sweater and placed it over her shoulders before walking down the stairs of her home to her waiting other. Claire gave her a smile before walking over to the front door and opening it. "Well don't you look nice. You grew a few inches in those shoes." She stated, Claire shook her head at her mothers unique sense of humor.

"Thank you, so do you." She said to her mother who wore a shorter blue dress and tiny black heels which were much shorter than Claire's wedges. Now, she was an average height. Her mother walked through the door and out to her car. Claire shut the door behind her and walked to the car. As she began walking further towards the car, she knew that these wedges were probably going to be a mistake. She enjoyed wearing heels when the occasion called for it, but other than that she enjoyed flats and sandals.

Claire got into the passenger seat and buckled her seatbelt, before her mother drove off towards the outdoor location of the wedding. Tucker had left for Ellie's home earlier on in the day to calm her nerves, and to help her get last minute detail situated. When Tucker first told Claire that his and Ellie's wedding was going to outdoors on Ellie's farm, Claire thought he was insane. To this day, she wasn't sure how things were going to go. Tonight, things would be set up and it would give her a better look as to how things were going to go.

Claire already knew that her dream was to have her wedding at the Biltmore Estates in Asheville. However, it was extremely expensive and she knew she could never afford it. Some dreams were just meant to remain dreams. "I can't believe your brother is getting married tomorrow. I thought he would never settle down." Her mother stated and Claire nodded her head. She was right. Tucker had never been the type to settle down, well that was before he met Ellie. Even then Claire and her mother were skeptical about it, but in the end here they were, about to get married.

It didn't take the mother-daughter duo to get to Ellie's home. The farm home sat on the outskirts of the small town. Getting out of the car, Claire took a deep breath. What she needed to do was put the past behind her just for this weekend. The last thing that she wanted to do was to take away any of this day from him. But then again, she did know herself and how she became when Clint was around.

Claire walked with her mother towards the open front door. Rebecca had offered having the rehearsal dinner at her own home, but Ellie's parents insisted that they have it at their home. Her mother wasn't one to argue. As soon as Claire walked through the door, she was attacked by a blonde haired girl she knew was Ellie. "You're here!" She exclaimed wrapping her arms around Claire. Claire welcomed the embrace

"Of course! I'm in the wedding I would be stupid to not be here." She played it off as if it was nothing. After a few moments, she let go and took a step back. Of course, she was stunning in her short white dress and white heels. Claire gave her a smile.

"It's good to see you! Phone calls just don't do any justice." She stated. Claire nodded her head in agreement. She was thankful that her and her soon to be sister in law got along so well. "Grab something to drink and head and come hang out with me and the other girls." Ellie stated before floating off to visit with Rebecca. Claire shook her head. One of the things about Ellie that she enjoyed was the fact that when she had a significant amount of alcohol in her system, she floated and skipped around. Claire smiled and shook her head before heading over and grabbing herself a glass of champagne to drink. She took a sip of the bubbly drink before wandering the large home to find her brother. The layout of the home was similar to that of her own childhood home, however the rooms in general were quite larger.

Claire found Tucker and the rest of the groomsmen sitting in the living room. She walked over to him and gave him a light hip check. "We'll look who decided to join the party!" Tucker said and Claire shook her head.

"Yeah, yeah." She shrugged before waving to the rest of the groomsmen, including Clint. They all greeted her before she turned back to her brother. "Are you excited? It's finally almost here." She said. Tucker shrugged his shoulders.

"At this point I'm ready for it to be over."

"Why?"

"Cause the wedding planner is a pain in his ass." James said and Tucker nodded his head.

"Isn't it Ellie's aunt?" Claire asked taking a sip of her champagne.

"Yeah, the crazy one."

"Oh. Now that explains everything."

"Yeah. She forbade us from hanging out all together." Jason explained. Claire raised an eyebrow, and she thought she had issues, but this was absolutely insane.

"Yeah it might be wise for you to hang out in the proper section." Claire rolled her eyes at this insane idea.

"Someone is taking their job way too seriously."

"Oh I don't care. I'll be a rebel." She explained to him, glancing ever so slightly at Clint who was looking at her. She knew she needed to talk to him, not yell actually talk. Part of her knew that Clint knew how much he hurt her, but she needed to tell him. The yelling part would probably come but that was something she just wouldn't be able to help.

"There you are!" She heard Ellie's Aunt Krista state. Claire's eyes widened. The woman simply looked insane. Her hair was blonde and frizzed and curled out to a near lions mane around her face. Her blue eyes were the only seemingly normal looking thing about her.

"Save me." She spoke but it was too late. Aunt Krista had already grabbed Claire by the arm to link elbows and drag her away from her brother and friends.

"Now here we are!" She said as soon as she walked into the dining room. All of the other brides maids sat at the table chatting away with each other. Claire recognized most of them from when she was much younger. She took a seat at the end of the table and took a large sip of the champagne as Aunt Krista began to speak. "Now that all of the bridesmaids are together we can all go over the to-do's of the night." At that point, Claire stopped listening to the directions and quickly finished her drink. She didn't get what the stress was over walking down the isle. You walk and come to a stop at the end. It was as simple as that. "Come on! Let us go outside!" She said in her extremely fake voice. There were just some people who you wanted to punch just by looking at them, for Claire this woman was quickly growing on her list.

"Boys come along!" She yelled into the other room. Claire knew that she needed another glass of champagne, or the bottle. Either one would work at this point. She walked over to the bottle of champagne that was placed in the living room and poured herself another glass before heading to join the rest of the bridesmaids and groomsmen at the venue.

The place where the ceremony was going to take place was in the backyard of the home. This was on the opposite side of where the reception was going to take place in the field. From what Claire could tell, the wedding was going to be beautiful.

There was a long white flowered covered grassy area that led to a white gazebo. The gazebo was covered in white christmas lights and at the center of the gazebo was a crystal chandelier that hung down. The chairs that were used were all rustic wooden chairs that looked absolutely stunning

She had an idea of how beautiful a home could transfer into a perfect wedding location, and this was just stunning. Aunt Krista called all the brides maids over before numbering them and showing them how to properly walk down the isle. Claire was number four. "So how is Asheville?" Ellie asked in her perky voice.

"Its lovely. I can't wait to go back." Claire explained. Ellie nodded her head.

"We cant wait to come visit you. Its gonna be nice to have someone I know in North Carolina." Ellie explained. Claire nodded her head. It was true. It was going to be nice to have someone there with her, even if her mom decided not to come.

"Alright girls! It's time to walk." She stated. Claire was second to walk down as a bridesmaid. She couldn't help it. Even as she walked down, with her champagne glass acting as her flowers, her green eyes found Clint's blue ones. Taking a deep breath, she knew that she needed to talk to him.

The rest of the rehearsal went smoothly, Claire found herself wanting to have more champagne since every five seconds Aunt Krista opened her mouth. As they were being paired up to walk out, Savannah knew exactly who would be her partner, Clint. They both took steps forward to meet each other in the middle of the isle and he offered her his arm. Savannah gave him a smile before linking her arm through his. The two walked down the center isle, to her it was simply an idea of what could have been, hell there was still that part of her that wanted him. But she was still pissed at him and she needed to speak her mind. As they finished walking down the isle they came to a pause, their arms were still linked. "Clint." She started looking at him, but as soon as the words left her mouth. He was steps away from her.

"I need a drink." Was his only response.

Savannah watched as Clint left the home and made his way to what she assumed was his car. Taking a deep breath, she moved from her sitting position and walking towards the front door. She set down her glass of champagne that she had been drinking all night. At this point in the night, Claire knew that she had just enough alcohol in her system for what she was about to do. She closed the door behind her softly before heading out onto the dirt road. "Clint," She said but he didn't even flinch."Clint!" She said louder. Once again nothing.

This time she stopped and removed one of her shoes before throwing it at him, the shoe hit him square in the back. This time he flinched and turned around. His face scrunched up and her eyes widened. Okay, maybe that wasn't the best decision. "What do you want, Savannah?" He said harshly.

"I need to talk to you."

"I don't want to talk to you I thought I made that pretty obvious, then you threw a shoe at my head!" He stated.

"It was at your shoulder!"

"Oh big difference." He scoffed. Savannah took a deep breath. "Just go inside, we aren't having this conversation, you're drunk." He said to her. Her eyes widened, she was not drunk and he damn well knew that. She had quite the tolerance for alcohol.

"Oh bullshit! I needed you Clint, and you disappeared for three years. My father died, I needed you and you were gone! Just like that!" She said to him. Clint's once angered glaze softened as her words sunk in. "I tried calling you for days and it just kept going straight to voicemail. Day after day. I needed you more than anyone else. Sure, I had my brother to lean on but Ellie was helping him get through all of that! Clint I needed you and you weren't there."

"I had to go back to work, Savannah. I can't just ask for another year off, I couldn't just say i'll come back in a few days, my job isn't like that! I was on probation then they needed me back." He explained.

"And you couldn't call?" She snapped.

"No I couldn't. As further punishment they took my personal phone. I had no way of contacting you or I would have."

"You could have come by! Don't you get weeks or weekends off?" She asked.

"It was three months later." He said to her and she stopped. "I did come by, but you weren't here. You were in -" He started but Savannah cut him off.

"Asheville."

"Your mom told me you were there. I went to visit and you seemed so happy. I didn't want to ruin your new live. I'm the king of fresh starts, I couldn't ruin yours." He told her. Tears began to begin forming in her eyes. "Sure, every now and again when I got the time off I would make my was to Asheville. I could never bring myself to ruin how happy you were."

"I would have been much happier with you." She told him, he nodded his head before leaning down and picking up the shoe that he threw at her. He brought it over to her and handed it to her.

"I didn't know that, but knowing that now,"

"Doesn't change anything." Savannah said taking her shoe and placing it back onto her foot, leveling out her height.

"I'm sorry Savannah. I just hope that one day you can forgive me. Everything was out of my control. When your mom told me what had happened to your father, I knew that I fucked up." Savannah nodded her head at his words. The tears began falling down her cheek silently. Clint took her face between his hands and gently wiped away the tears. "If there is something that I have learned in my job is that life is too short. I just hope you can forgive me." He said and Savannah already knew that she had.

"Friends?"

"Yeah." He stated.

"You get one more chance though"

"Is that so?" Clint asked.

"Yep." Savannah teased giving him a side smile accompanied with a slight nod. With the silence that overtook the conversation, she thought it was time for her to leave. She took a step, turning to head back to the house, however he caught he wrist and pulled her back to him, placing his lips fully on hers. Her green eyes widened significantly before closing due to the passion of the kiss. She hadn't been properly kissed since the last time she had been with Clint. Her hands were stuck in between his body and her own. If she had a choice she would never let this moment go. The area was quite, the only noise that could be heard were their gasping breaths when their lips were not attached.

"Just because I'm letting you kiss me doesn't mean that I completely forgive you." She informed him through her gasped breaths.

"Yeah it does." He said moving his lips to attack her neck. She involuntarily let out a moan as she felt his teeth nipping at her neck.

"Nope I'm just drunk, I have no idea what I'm talking about." Savannah stated as soon as her words were able to come back to her. He stopped leaving his mark on her neck to gently kiss her lips once more.

"I would believe you if I knew better."

"Barton! Have you seen Savannah? Mom wants to leave." The two of them broke apart slightly as soon as they heard Tucker yelling from the front porch of the home.

"Well, we lasted this long." Savannah muttered knowing that if her brother came any closer he would see her hiding behind him.

"No I haven't. I'll let her know if I see her." Clint stated looking down at her. Not bothering to look at his friend.

"Thanks." They heard Tucker turn and head back inside of the home.

"Your mom wants to leave."

"So I've heard"

"See you tomorrow?" Clint said, cupping her face in his hands. His rough thumb began stroking her cheek.

"Yeah, See you then." She said before parting ways.

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