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It was how it had always been. They were fighting side by side, Nat occasionally scanning the scene for pedestrians and Barton covering her as she did so. It was the great battle against the Chitauri, and Natasha shot down another alien, still in disbelief, because here she was, shooting at actual aliens.

"It's like Budapest all over again!" Nat laughed, and turned to see Clint's reaction to her obviously false statement. He looked at her with a smile on his face, no doubt about to say something witty but probably rude.

He never got the chance, because the second he turned there was a wet noise and a grunt came from Clint's open mouth. Natasha's eyes trailed down.

"No!" she shouted, and rapidly killed all the surrounding aliens. One of the alien spears was embedded in Clint's abdomen, and he fell backward, seemingly in slow motion. Nat made it over to him just as he hit the deck, and she pulled his head onto her lap, activating the com link in her ear. "Hawkeye is down! Get a medic in here NOW!" She screamed into the earpiece. "Don't you dare die on me, Clint! You are NOT allowed to die!" she told him, and he nodded weakly.

"Okay, baby," he murmured drowsily.

Her com link clicked on. "Agent Romanoff, please move Agent Barton to a more open location in order for MediVac to come pick you up," a sterile, cold voice said.

"Open loca-what? What do you mean by open location?" Nat practically sobbed into the com link.

"A roof, perhaps?" the voice said. A roof. Right. Looking behind the two of them, she saw a building with what seemed to be a working elevator and the door blown off. Hooking her arms underneath his armpits, Natasha began dragging Clint towards the elevator, trying to ignore the moans of pain coming from the archer. Adrenaline pumped through her veins and she got the wounded man to the elevator within forty seconds. Pressing the up button, she waited, shooting at an alien or two and they rode by the building, luckily none spotted the two people by the elevator, and before she knew it, the elevator doors were closing with her hand on the "R" button, signaling it would take them to the roof.

Another ding was heard as the doors opened, and she quickly dragged her bleeding partner out on the roof. Switching on her com link, she said "We're on the roof, medic!" And waited. And waited. Finally she heard the sounds of a chopper coming in from behind, and sure enough, it was the SHIELD MediVac.

"You're going to be okay, Clint. See? The doctors are here," she shook Hawkeye's shoulder lightly.

"Mm, that's good, that's good." He croaked.

"You're going to be okay. We're going to be okay," she said.

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